Judith Brotman's sculptures manifest a narrative arc of struggle and its reversal. Her paper sculptures line the walls like a collection of monster skins shed after battle. The ancient Greeks decorated their temples with trophies of sacrifice and war--the teeth, bones, and skin of the dead--as garnish on their columns and pediments. Through the ages, these relics of violence have become transposed into the architectural cosmetics of Classicism. Brotman's own incarnate architecture is constructed of pallid, stiched-up things that congregate at the room's edges, the limping and healing remnants of former conflicts, the dancing slaves, the former selves, the sacrificial treasures and secret pleasures codified into a ritual and practiced as a rule. One does not mourn a shed skin, but adores it.
~excerpt of an essay written by Jason Foumberg (entire essay available via exhibition announcement)
Judith Brotman will be giving a talk on Wednesday Sept. 12th at 12pm in room 250 at NEIU.