Deeper Roots Than REason
A group exhibition Curated by Kirsten Lofgren
July 11 - August 1, 2022
Deeper Roots Than Reason is a group exhibition that explores the magic of seeing, remembering, and imagining a place. When we think about a place, we remember both its tangible and intangible aspects. We might imagine how we feel when we are there, or we might remember the people we once knew. Or we may see all the changes in the environment happening around us. Artists Catherine Allen, Robert Collier Beam, Thomas Cook, Helen Jones, Madeline Rupard, and Lauren Williams consider the natural and built environments and how our actions alter them.
Deeper Roots than Reason was inspired by the poem ‘Such Silence’ by Mary Oliver.
Kirsten Lofgren is an independent curator and artist based in Austin, Texas. She graduated from Brigham Young University in 2015 with a Bachelor of Fine Arts in Painting and Photography. Her curated exhibitions include Get It Together at GalleryGallery and Pump Project Alumni at Mosaic Sound Collective. She has exhibited her artwork locally and internationally. Her curatorial practice is an extension of her artmaking, both fueled by the desire to create a feeling of connection and opportunities for exploration between artworks and their viewers. Growing up in rural Appalachia and later moving to the Rocky Mountains, she developed deep connections to the natural beauty of the landscape and a keen interest in the tensions that humans bring to a place. Her deep love for and ever-changing relationship with the places she has lived inspire her artwork and curation today.
‘Such Silence’ by Mary Oliver
As deep as I ever went into the forest
I came upon an old stone bench, very, very old,
and around it a clearing, and beyond that
trees taller and older than I had ever seen.Such silence!
It really wasn’t so far from a town, but it seemed
all the clocks in the world had stopped counting.
So it was hard to suppose the usual rules applied.Sometimes there’s only a hint, a possibility.
What’s magical, sometimes, has deeper roots
than reason.
I hope everyone knows that.I sat on the bench, waiting for something.
An angel, perhaps.
Or dancers with the legs of goats.
No, I didn’t see either. But only, I think, because
I didn’t stay long enough
