Trash Mountain

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Artist Statement


I am a child of the 70s, whose sense of futurism is informed by Star Wars (corroded, dusty robots) instead of Tomorrowland. A future with entropy and drug use and weeds growing in the cracks between the scratched plexiglass windows of the geodesic domes. Bits of yarn and dusty houseplants. If this sounds bleak, I don't mean for it to. Perhaps the healthiest kind of futurism is one that admits entropy and flux. Perfection is suspicious; worn and dusty can mean well-loved, too. Who loves the Stepford Wife? The visual noise of my youth wasn't only Reagan and the Day After; it also contained optimism and complexity: Joni Mitchell, Bob Dylan, Mork and Mindy, The Muppets and punk rock. When I make a giant mountain of handmade trash, I am lost in the fun of making and feel like a kid building a fort. In the end, I must resign myself to the fact that I have just added more crap to the world, but this seems an inevitable part of being an artist and a human. I try to remain optimistic. I like art that is generous in spirit and amateurish, art that inspires rather than intimidates. I consider art a practice of transformation. We cannot expect to make new energy; instead we must reinvent, recycle and transform what exists already. Making art is my attempt to synthesize my optimistic vision of the future with my pragmatic appraisal of the world I inhabit.


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Los Angeles based artist Megan Whitmarsh grew up in the 70's and 80's, and, like many of her generation, uses the visual noise of her youth as inspiration, rather than the history of painting. She makes drawings, comics, hand-embroidered pieces and soft sculptures.  Her themes can best be visually described as scenes of fantasy characters existing amongst the detritus of the modern world. They can best be conceptually described as the artist's attempt to reconcile the ataxia of the modern world with an optimistic vision of the future dictated by an internal logic and supernatural iconography.  Whitmarsh sees her current artistic process as a slightly evolved continuation of her childhood practices of illustrating Buffy Sainte-Marie songs and making comic books about rabbits watching Mork and Mindy.