July 24, 2018

Eleanor Davis On Art

There are other artworks that are meant to remind the audience of things we’d rather forget, things so awful they shouldn’t be true.

But they are true, and being reminded makes us feel like the tops of our heads are coming off. It makes us feel like the sky is wrinkling and running like wet tissue paper, like we’re being dragged down into deep water by many drowning hands, and we have to tear and rip at the hands to make them let go.