Rhiannon Lowe
Rhiannon lowe, John Cale Made Me a Woman, Arcadecardiff, detail, shrine, mixed media 2016
'I see you everywhere. I even miss you. I’m built, made, reconstructed. You were much more of a natural. Take a run up, you said, get ready, get fucking ready. My head, my body; man made. This mess; come and see. I’m to blame, who else. But you’re in all of this with me, up to my neck, in through my stomach, down and out my under-neaths. I didn’t ask for much, but your make up wasn’t up to it. You had the last word. You won out. I’m for the birds. It’s always been in your mind, doll. Mine, I mean. An awkward fit, me, you, this.'
Rhiannon Lowe makes drawings and sometimes installs them within constructed, faintly decorative constructed domestic environments. Occasionally, she writes short monologues too. She works at the relationship between them; and her relationship to both practices.
UNIT(e) SUMMER SCHOOL
g39 Fellowship TWO
No
Time
To Plan
an Ending
Cekca Het:
Trans Panic:
Rhiannon Lowe:
Burn It Down
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