The facts:
Persephone’s Graffiti
An exhibition of photographs by Olivia Parker
Co-Curated by: Alison Poor-Donahue, MFA and Jim Fitts
August 28 – November 1, 2023
Opening Reception: October 17th, 6:30 – 9:00
The Shelley Hoon Keith Gallery
Curry College
Student Center
1071 Blue Hill Avenue
Milton, MA 02186
Images top to bottom:
2020 ink 6
2022 ink 110
2021 ink 98
Olivia Parker is represented by the Robert Klein Gallery, Boston
I’ve been fortunate to know visionary photographer, Olivia Parker for several decades. I’ve always been fascinated by her ability to create new and unique bodies of work. Throughout her career, she has never been shy about taking her work in new directions. At a recent studio visit, I saw this series of work and was knocked out by its boldness. I asked her if she would be willing to have an exhibition featuring the series at Curry College and she was kind enough to agree. Alison Poor-Donahue and I co-curated the exhibition titled "Olivia Parker - Persephone's Graffiti". The exhibition opens on August 28th. The opening reception is on October 17th, 6:30 – 9:00.
Information about the exhibition is below the images.
Here is what Olivia wrote about the series:
Every year in my backyard messages are written in the darkest ink. In late October and early November white spires push through the earth, grass, and leaves. As the mushrooms open and lift their caps black spores shower out and soon the ink follows, sinking back into the earth. Wrenched from their habitat and placed on paper these mushrooms perform, sending out black powder and then a copious amount of black ink that looks blue if it reflects the sky. These are messages left just before winter, just before their originators disappear into the earth. These pictures are a collaboration between the mushrooms and me.
As harbingers of a tough New England winter to come these markings seem to speak of the strange winter of 2020 and to me they also hint at the dark times in the17th century when my European forbearers invaded New England and one of my ancestors was hung as a witch by her own people. Life has, however, a way of seeming joyful and once in a while funny even in the worst of times. The reflections of blue sky and the persistent insect tracks remind that life above ground goes on.