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Bumper
Crop: May 2002, Art Produce Gallery. North Park,
San Diego, CAA street window exhibition featuring seven salvaged
car bumpers turned into actual planters sown with varieties of
domestic and prairie grasses. Wall text points out that lawn
grasses are the most prevalent crop in the U.S. - while so many
others in the world struggle to subsist. Cars are so thoroughly
internalized by the culture that we take them and our fuel consumption
for granted. See Movies: Why,
Lets Make a Living |
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Campsite: Courtyard
Installation From California in Three Dimensions, A
survey of southern California artists. California Center
For the Arts, Escondido, 1995. Sculptures with video window
featuring the artist operating certain of the objects in Baja
California landscapes. “Practicing
for the Millennium”. See Movies: Yellow
Horses, See
About: Artforum |
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Water
Table: 1995, Franklin Furnace,
NY. Emerging Artist Grant. An installation of objects and performances
that commemorate an imaginary voyage down the Colorado River, rife
with dams, aqueducts, hydro-electric plants, etc. Research for
the project began with John Wesley Powell’s historic expedition. A
one-armed man strapped to a plank of wood letting gravity pull
him through an uncharted wild river. Smedley’s contraptions
are designed to pioneer the waters and dry mudflats amidst remnants
of our culture. See Movies: Watertable, Yellow
Horses |
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El
Sotano - Insite
94, a bi-national installation art festival with sites throughout
San Diego and Baja, California. The installation is result of
a year long collaboration with artist, Nanette Yanuzzi Macias. In
a basement in Tijuana that was formerly a mop factory, we spent
weeks sorting castaway objects, years of spare parts, retired
lamps, and piles of cotton waiting to be spun by an elaborate
loom to become the strands sewn into mops. Our response
to the local and global vectors of the site and the neighborhood
we were borrowing, was to create an environment friendly to spirits
who might linger from the church basement tombs two doors down
and to give viewers who stepped down the rickety stairs into
the cool underground, their own chance to commune with the invisible. |
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©Melissa
Smedley, 2005
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