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On Michelle Fromme
by Johnny Beaver
In an ocean of art, what I've found to be most worth cherishing are the unique fingerprints of the artists. Big or small, the things that set them apart from each other. Michelle's work immediately struck me as having deep ridges, not just in her novel figures -- in all of their multi-limbed glory (nobody can argue that we could all use an extra hand now and again) -- but in the way she uses color to communicate. Not for mood or intention or physical depth, but the joy of making the work in the first place. Just spending a little time with her work had me experiencing palettes I thought I was familiar with in new ways.
by Johnny Beaver
In an ocean of art, what I've found to be most worth cherishing are the unique fingerprints of the artists. Big or small, the things that set them apart from each other. Michelle's work immediately struck me as having deep ridges, not just in her novel figures -- in all of their multi-limbed glory (nobody can argue that we could all use an extra hand now and again) -- but in the way she uses color to communicate. Not for mood or intention or physical depth, but the joy of making the work in the first place. Just spending a little time with her work had me experiencing palettes I thought I was familiar with in new ways.
