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The Lonely Ones
Curated by Katelyn Eichwald
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February 15 - March 30
The lonely ones, the broken-hearted, the estranged, the ones whose mothers loved them wrong, the ones whose fathers loved them weak, the ones whose sisters and brothers died young, whose husbands and wives are out with their lovers, whose neighbors keep the curtains closed, whose dogs are in pain, whose cats have slipped out the door and not returned, whose days stretch out like dry tongues, whose fingers and toes are numb, whose boots are full of mud, who have not had someone else’s hands in their hair in many years, whose contacts are torn in their little plastic pools, whose texts are left unread, whose children have moved to California and New York, whose light bulbs have shattered in their lamps, whose teachers do not remember them, whose doctors do not believe them.
Richard Bosman Mary Herbert Greg Burak Sophia Heymans Kaye Donachie Claudia Keep Katelyn Eichwald
Luis Fernández del Piñar Rueda Kyung-Me Danielle Mckinney Sally J. Han Mayumi Nakao Alyne Harris Paige Turner Uribe -
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Katelyn EichwaldDone, 2021Oil on linen8 x 6 in
20.3 x 15.2 cm -
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Frederick Sandys
Until Her Death, 1862
Courtesy of The British Museum.
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Sophia HeymansBraiding The Rain, 2020Paper mâché, mop strings and oil on canvas42 x 50 in
106.7 x 127 cm -
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KYUNG MEa boy and a horse, 2020Ink, graphite and charcoal on paper10 x 14 in
25.4 x 35.6 cm -
Whip Handle in the Shape of a Horse,
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KYUNG MEa boy and a horse, 2020Ink, graphite and charcoal on paper10 x 14 in
25.4 x 35.6 cm -
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Jean Baptiste Siméon Chardin
The White Tablecloth, 1731/32
Courtesy of The Art Institute of Chicago.
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ALYNE HARRIS
Untitled , 1980s
Acrylic on canvas, in homemade frame28 1/2 x 39 1/2 in
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King Vulture, 1734
Courtesy of The Art Institute of Chicago.
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Dreamed I’m in a dry riverbed in the woods, looking through old things collected there. This is dinosaur country. I find an old chest, blood red, Spanish. It’s empty, but I notice a secret compartment. Inside is a pair of child’s cowboy boots. I remember putting them there years ago, and I know my own feet are inside.
- Katelyn Eichwald
