The Oak Cliff Cultural Center presents a solo exhibition by Art Garcia. EXHUMED lures viewers with beautiful, seductive wood sculptures and installations, exposing a microcosm of society’s senseless violence. Thus, opening the conversation of social responsibilities.
EXHUMED will be on view January 20, 2018 – February 23, 2018 at the Oak Cliff Cultural Center, 223 W Jefferson Blvd., Dallas, TX 75208. The Oak Cliff Cultural Center will host a reception for the artist on Saturday, January 20, 2018, from 5:30 to 8:00 p.m.
The exhibit and reception are free and open to the public.
About the Artist: Art Garcia is an artist whose practice includes public art sculpture and site-specific installations informed by history and the social environment. Garcia’s forms focus on surface, materiality and multiplicity to compliment the sensibility of the physical object. His works are more about how seriality exists in our human condition. With more than 30 years of experience, Garcia has been published in journals and annuals in the United States and Europe. He has produced works for The City of Dallas, El Paso, Georgetown, Southlake, New Orleans, The Meadows School of Art, The University of Texas at Dallas, The Texas Commission on Environmental Quality and the US Census. Most recently he completed Frolic for Fire Station 32 in Dallas, and Zarape for Victory Forest Community Center in Fort Worth, Texas. Originally from West Texas his forms and objects are influenced by the desert mountains in their openness, simplicity and authenticity. Garcia received his M.A. from the University of Dallas
Artist Statement - Exhumed Unexpectedly gone. Forgotten. A life never to return. For a short-time they are honored, memorialized, a reflection, a candle, a memory exhumed. A visit from a random act of violence, intentional—sometimes not. Society is accosted, accustom and consumed by atrocities. Numbed. Blind to violence. Were they in the wrong place at the wrong time? They deserve it. They asked for it. Only a glimpse will suffice. The sensational view of death satisfies your perversion, the rest a disconnect. It brings you discomfort. Don’t get involved. Turn away, complacency. What can one do? Turn away. You don’t have to know. You don’t wanna know. The marginalized don’t matter, they’re only a number, a time, a date, an hour. Life then death. The anonymous have no identity, you accept it—the indifference is another layer of bricks. It’s the easy thing to do, shut it all out. The impulse is to forget stress, damage, torture, ordeal and confusion. It’s too much to tolerate. It happened again, a part of you dies with them—we’re connected. The numbing desensitizes your senses. Once it was horrific, appalling, disgusting, sick, now it’s normal. Individual lives freed, a birth after death. Remembered.
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- FREE!
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