Do You Collect Trash in Your Purse?
Liz's post about collecting things off the street reminded me of an artist that I find fascinating. Candy Jernigan who lived and died too young in New York in the 90's collected all kinds of "evidence" of her life -- food, trash, bottle labels, dead bugs... She arranged all this stuff in journals and collages that weren't at all pretty, but they were beautiful in an abstract, painterly way.
Her journals impressed me so much that for several months after I read "Evidence," I went around picking up all sorts of trash and odd and interesting things I found on the streets. I still have boxes of stuff that I collected on one trip to Mexico.
Now days I see lots of artists and not-artists using tags and other ephemera in assemblages, but with Candy, I think she was an original. With a nod to the granddaddy of assemblage Joseph Cornell of course, but she put her own spin on it all and today you can see the effects with artists like Sarah Lugg (boy I didn't realize until just now how much she has turned her art into an industry-yeck!) and the stuff you see in magazines like Sommerset Studio.
The "Evidence" book is a finely-produced art book with pages that fold out to show the really big work, but of course in this sneak peek Amazon doesn't really show you the good stuff inside. Just gives you a little taste.
“In 1980, as I set out on my first trip to Europe, I decided to make a book that would contain any and all physical proof that I had been there: ticket stubs, postcards, restaurant receipts, airplane and bus and railroad ephemera. On successive trips, these collections grew to include food smears, hotel keys, found litter, local news, pop tops, rocks, weather notations, leaves, bags of dirt--anything that would add information about a moment or a place, so that the viewer could make a new picture from the remnants. Objects emerged for me as ‘icons’ for particular cities and these objects became the material for EVIDENCE.” Candy Jernigan




5 Comments:
Pamdora, my great grandmother was a collector of street finds. I remember she found one red high heel pointed toe shoe one summer afternoon when we went walking. I asked her what she was taking that shoe home...she replied that the owner might appreciate it if she came by the house and discovered her lost shoe...in my little girl fashion that was the craziest reason i had ever heard...she eventually turned the shoe into a planter after a few years of it being unclaimed.
Pam, I always heard that a woman's car was just a big purse...maybe we should start collecting there as well. Congrats on the Viking acceptance.
oh neat, i rememeber that book from a long time ago and wanting to get it and then promptly forgetting its name!
thanks for reminding me!
:)
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I am hugely comforted by her collections and will have to go out and get the book...I thought I was the only one who saved odd stuff...the film cannister of dirt from my favorite camp in high school, a light bulb received in 1984 for being voted "wittiest" in my senior class, paper napkins with funny sayings that friends said during dinner...stuff that no one else would find any use or enjoyment out of that I can't bring myself to toss...I do remember the summer that Grandma inspired us all to look for change on the ground in parking lots, etc...and then we went to Central Dairy for banana splits with the finds at the end of summer...however, looking back, I realize that Andy and Chris probably found the most change and deserved more than just one banana split...love you!
This IS an excellent book. I was just re-reading it today when I Googled to your post. Before I read "Evidence", I was picking up amazing things on my travels, and lots from the sidewalks around my loft in Oakland, California's warehouse district. Surrounded by produce wholesalers, I found interesting packing slips, labels, Chinese candy wrappers,, handwritten (also in Chinese) inventories of deliveries, discarded photos of strangers--including one with a group having lunch and wearing hairnets (!). The book, and now your post, reinforced my belief that this was creative, not unhealthy :)
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