MARCH ART CINEMA: MY BLACK WHOLEMarch 06, 2014
by Jennie Thwing
Using video, installation, and animation I create imaginary narratives that reference my history, ideology, social context, family mythologies and dreams. The subject matter ranges from miniature animated dioramas to historical reenactments. All of my work involves the anthropomorphism of nature, refuse and human environments... read more >X
About Jennie Thwing
Jennie Thwing is a New York-based artist and film maker. She has exhibited at the Museum of Contemporary Art in Seattle, the Arlington Arts Center in Arlington, VA, the Creative Alliance in Baltimore, the Center for Art and Visual Culture in Baltimore, the Fondazione Mudima per l'Arte Contemporanea in Milan, the Independent Museum of Contemporary Art (IMCA) in Cyprus, The New York Studio Gallery and Soho 20 in New York and was recently chosen as a Center for Emerging Visual Artists Fellow and a 2014 Queens Arts Fund Grant recipient.
Sundowningby Trevor Ketner
About Trevor Ketner
Trevor is an MFA candidate in poetry at the University of Minnesota. He has work published or forthcoming online or in print in The Sycamore Review, Pif Magazine, Fjords Review (web), The Conium Review, Fourteen Magazine, The Round, The Sheepshead Review, and elsewhere. His work is also slated to be included in the anthology Prairie Gold: An Anthology of the American Heartlan (Ice Cub Press, 2014). He was recently named a finalist for the 2013 Wabash Prize for Poetry.
In the stained light of a small hospital office, Dr. Kensey said he had the cure captured in a syringe. Mom was scared. Mom was ready for it to end one way or the other. Mom signed the consent forms, the DNR. The night before she thought she was back in grad school and drank half the gin Jen and I kept in the freezer. I woke up when she fell and the bottle filled the house with shattering. She woke lucid and hungover. Small blessings. On the television there were patients. Dr. Kensey played us clips. Before: Why are we here? Where is Laura? You are not my Laura. Where— Audio from when they performed the procedure, the tenuous aria of the pneumatic drill acting as a prelude to treatment: (Patient H) A small, brown dog in the street... read more >
February 20, 2014
Most of people spend their lives trying to figure out how to stay alive, how to squeeze every last drop out lives that seem all too short. It’s hard to imagine a lifetime that grows too long, and people who resent their inability to die. This is a central theme in Jen Michalski’s The Tide King, winner of The Big Moose Prize from Black Lawrence Press, which also investigates love, loss, and what it means to be human... read more >
February 27, 2014
Loss, sickness, searching, yearning, reaching for something to make sense of the world—these notions make up the common foundation of what it is to be human. Kirk Nesset’s Saint X follows a speaker through poems in three sections: I Will, I Will Not; The Collapse of the Heart is a Myth; Erasing the Shadow. Each section begins with an italicized poem, starting out calling to the literary muses, but then turning towards religious tones and scientific proselytizing. In the first, he confesses in past lives... read more >
February 14, 2014
Katherine Tzu-Lan Mann says her real start as an artist came when she got a critical stab from the renowned 1950s painter Grace Hartigan.
It was, Mann recalls, probably her first formal critique in graduate school, at the Maryland Institute College of Art, where Hartigan was a guiding figure as administrator and artist... read more >