I've looked at a lot of art in my lifetime, and really liked a lot of it. But there's a subset of art I like, and that's art I wish I'd made. Art that strikes such a chord of recognition and empathy that I can almost put myself into the head of the artist as she worked, understanding her thoughts, her inspiration, her work process. Or at least I feel that I could.
That's the way I felt when I saw the work of Teri Dryden, now on display at Hudson Home in Louisville. Teri makes collages out of old books, tearing them apart to salvage their covers and spines, and occasionally some bits of text or diagrams. Then she puts them together into spare and mysterious compositions that deconstruct and honor the tradition of books and published knowledge.
Did this show send me home wanting to tear the cover off a book and make a collage out of it? You betcha! (Well, I already do exactly that now and then, but now I want to go make a whole lot of them, and I wish they would look as good as Teri Dryden's!)