JAMEY JONES is from Pensacola, FL where he has long been an active proponent of all things poetry. His works include the book Blue Rain Morning (Farfalla, 2011), and the chapbooks the notebook troubled the sleep door and Twelve Windows, both from brown boke Press.
Jim Dine: Three ShipsBy Alex Grimley
JUNE 2023 | ArtSeen
I lived with them, Jim Dine says of his ruggedly executed self-portraits in pencil. Its a statement he returns to, first when detailing the years-long process behind the construction of the three massive bronzes that comprise Three Ships (the Magi) (2022), and again, with regard to the over two dozen painterly self-portraits in oil, bodies of work currently on view at Templon. I happened to catch Dine the afternoon before the opening. With a smile, he advised, Spend some time with the work.
Shana Hoehn: Basket TossBy Alexandra Drexelius
MARCH 2023 | ArtSeen
Inhale deeply and try to hold your breath. A thin trace of air propelled from the groin to the belly to the lungs to the nostrils lingers; a tight sensation suffuses the chest and head. How long can the body endure the dense emptiness that anticipates an exhale? This is the tension embodied in Shana Hoehns sculptures now on view at Prairie in Chicago, Illinois.
Like Being In Your Head Not MineBy Bianca Stone
NOV 2022 | Poetry
It is radical to comprehend the importance of the simple act of naming something in front of another person. Yet, poetry engages in this particular kind of conversation all the time, naming what is, to make possible what might be.
A Reimagination of the Bimbia Slave PortBy Sada Malumfashi
NOV 2022 | Critics Page
I imagine a slave port to be a port: A harbor where ships load and unload humans, connected to a coast, to a river, to a large body of water. But this wobbly bus drives upward not to a seaport, but up and up a hill, with our bodies rocking.