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Girl Goo is an unapologetic exploration of the chaotic sanctuaries of girlhood where rebellion and introspection converge, paying homage to the authentic, untamed essence of the “messy girl”. Girl Goo invites visitors to step into a world where the mundane—rotting cereal bowls, unmade beds, and strewn intimates—becomes a narrative for non-normative femininity. This exhibition dives headfirst into the gooey essence of girlhood, dismantling the sanitized narratives of cleanliness and order. Here, the “messy girl” becomes more than an anecdote, but rather a figure both anarchical and deeply introspective, embodying a counterculture that thrives on the banal and the disorderly. The artists featured in this exhibition: Heather Link Bergman, Nicole Cassidy, Amber Cobb, Casey DeBie, Jillian Fitzmaurice, Kate Gonda, Moe Gram, Kiera McIntosh, and Julie Puma, romanticize this chaos, presenting it not as a flaw, but as a powerful statement against the polished veneer of modern femininity (i.e., the clean girl aesthetic). Fundamentally, Girl Goo delves into the psychological and physical aspects of “messy girl syndrome,” revealing how they intertwine to create a uniquely feminine experience. The “goo” is not just physical clutter, but also mental and emotional residue. It represents the raw, unedited essence of girlhood, a sticky amalgamation of memories, feelings, and experiences that refuse to be neatly categorized or dismissed: the tear-stained diaries, the late-night confessions, the tangled hair, and the moments of both despair and euphoria that define the journey from girlhood to womanhood. By embracing the “goo”, the artists highlight the importance of acknowledging and celebrating the full spectrum of the feminine experience. They emphasize that the imperfections, the clutter, and the emotional residue are integral parts of what makes each femme unique, inviting viewers to reconsider their perceptions of femininity and to find value in the messiness. Girl Goo thus becomes a celebration of the multifaceted nature of girlhood, where every smudge, every tear, and every unmade bed tells a story of resilience, growth, and self-discovery. Girl Goo acts as an invitation to step into the goo, to revel in the mess, and to understand that within the chaos lies a profound and captivating allegory. In a society where women are constantly pressured to conform to polished, unattainable standards, Girl Goo offers a refreshing and necessary counter-narrative by presenting a vivid, relatable, and poignant portrayal of girlhood. Girl Goo fosters a deeper understanding and appreciation of the multifaceted nature of women’s experiences.
 
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
        
        
      
    
    The Backwards and Forwards of Time
Emmanuel Gallery, 2020
Image credit Wes Magyar
 
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
        
        
      
    
    The Backwards and Forwards of Time
A poem by Julie Puma
2018
In some places time stands still.
Yet with lightning speed races forwards
How I grapple with this backwards and forwards of time.
Trying to remember backwards……………….afraid of falling forwards
It was just yesterday my belly was swollen
Breathing life into my bones
Oh my aching bones…………….and her aching bones, growing , thrusting her forwards into my aching backwards
Suddenly I am sorting through memories on dark English roads.
How I grapple with the backwards and forwards of time.
How can it be that time overlaps as we ride through a small world, backwards and forwards.
Let’s drown out time I cry!
If I make noise, inject the serum………………….surely time will stop.
And it does quietly as she passes to death in the night.
I’m forwards and afraid
What is this duplicity of aging body with childlike soul?
Keep up I scream to fatiguing time
Don’t move too fast I cry
I missed you crawling
I missed you walking
I missed you……………….time
How I grapple with the backwards and forwards of time
 
        
        
      
    
    Letters to Stanley
Singer Gallery, 2005
 
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
      Letters to stanley is an installation that is made up of letters and old family photographs that were sent to my Dad when my Mom died from breast cancer in 1972. She was thirty two and I was six. The installation is also made up of letters sent to my brother in law when my sister also died from breast cancer in 2000.
She was 39 and left two young children and a husband behind. The copies of letters and cards are sewn together in a 20 foot by twenty foot journal like mural. On top of the mural is oil paint and wax. In front of the installation on the floor are rocks with transferred old photos and portions of the letters. These rocks signify the jewish tradition of leaving pebbles on a gravestone when people die.
 
        
        
      
    
    Early Onset
Rude Gallery, 2010
 
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
      Early Onset explores themes of death and facing mortality. Soft sculpture turns the ugliness of breast cancer into something soft and beautiful. coupled with photographs this installation examines the judgment and prejudice of illness in today’s society.
 
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
      Hyperlink Art Collective group exhibition, Curated by Lauren Hartog
Daily Specials, Junk Drawer - Dirty little Secrets
 
        
        
      
    
    The Power At Hand
 
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
      With the increased awareness of gun violence and the debate over conceal and carry laws, I
was inspired to think more deeply about this topic and create dialogue around this issue.
So often the arguments we hear on the news become background noise as we listen to both
sides of the debate about our constitutional rights to bear arms.
As the day to day news reports continue to highlight the frequency of school shootings, we
overlook the deeper issues of what it means to own, carry and use a gun as a us citizen and this
constitutional right. Behind the power of the object itself, and no matter our demographic
from age, race or sex; behind that power and the violence of killing, are sub themes, including
desperation, impulse control, mental illness, a need to belong, self-protection, and democracy.
These themes all effect what is happening in our society today.
These silicone sculptures are made from a mold of a toy gun with varying degrees of skin tones.
The purpose in changing the tone of the skin was to communicate that no matter our identity,
we are powerful based on the objects we possess. Whether we are dark skinned, a child or an
adult we have the power to take a life with the object at hand.
 
        
        
      
    
    Degenerate Masks
 
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
       
          
          
        
      