Install view at Broadway Gallery, 2024
Unforgiven Souls Sing Hymns
The photographs and two-channel film signal a return as well, resituating and revising the artist’s ongoing pursuit of the ethnopoetic that’s long been present. Poetically, Denizens of Hell offers a narrative linchpin across the exhibition, weaving together a subterranean sleepwalk through ways of survival and the resistance to the inculcation of dogmatic culture and beliefs.
Hiharuwąkeja
2024
inkjet with hand scratched text and uv laminate,
framed
41.5 x 81.75 inches
unique
When we were young and full of fearlessness of
futures long distant and unknown and faraway.
Where we thought we’d lay we lie no more.
When we thought we’d rest instead we’re hurried
towards an end that is damned and damning.
Unforgiven souls sing hymns without worry of
sacrament and sin.
Hihižąkicųšgųnįeja
2024
inkjet with hand scratched text and uv laminate
framed
52.25 x 124.75 inches
unique
Left
And here we are laughing again and again. Let yourself go and let yourself free and let yourself out because at the end of the end it’s you and it’s me. The you and the me
Middle
and the “we” we choose when there’s no one left when the bodies are hot when the bones are dry gone buried and dug up taken from the light underneath and above.
When we’re done wandering I’ll bury you again, Passenger Ghost,
At a fork in the river
Right
where the red oaks grow. Make yourself a lodge in preparation for a long winter. We’ll say hello and I love you and I’ll see you sometime soon when the songs are loud and when aunty is loud and when we’re singing trashy songs loud and when we’re talking about the old way loud
Wiijop
2024
inkjet with hand scratched text and uv laminate
framed
41.5 x 41.5 inches
unique
Light blindingly fluorescent and air stagnant and dead give
a sense of permanence not known since the early days of
life.
Hikerepąnąižąija
2024
inkjet with hand scratched text and uv laminate
framed
91 x 82.5 inches
unique
Bottom Left
The land turns away from the sun and the twilight of a young and angry abundance falls away to the silhouetted figures found crouching crushed beneath the weight of an indifferent earth.
Top
The light of the moon waning and still shining gives guidance to the hidden hopes of an occupied notion of nation’s and their miserable dreams
Bottom Right
Quiet again and it’s quiet again and it’s quiet for you on the Mississippi, on the Illinois, overlooking bluffs writ red with the clay of your skin and the dust of your voice.
Wiisacą
2024
inkjet with hand scratched text and uv laminate
framed
81.75 x 41.5 inches
unique
I’m still drunk in Ohio and the roads are cold and the sun is high blue and gold above the white plains tempered with the winds from east blowing towards a mountain against some kind of buttress.
The radio is static in between songs and stations posted delivering news, sermons, and songs aggrieved of lost opportunities and hapless wonderings of then and when.
Install view at Tanya Leighton Gallery, Berlin, 2025