Your Funeral

Featuring work of: Jared Africa, Jacy Catlin, Binny Debbie, Lesser Gonzalez, Janea Kelly, Maya Martinez, and Lexie Mountain
November 11, 2016 - December 17, 2016

ARTIST BIOS

JARED AFRICA
Jared Africa is an artist from Reno, Nevada. 
http://jaredafrica.tumblr.com/

JACY CATLIN
Jacy Catlin first began drawing crude, absurd comics 26 years ago at the age of 12 and has not improved his technique since. His unique sense of humor has compelled him to create numerous videos, comics, drawings, t-shirts, live comedy shows, writings, and graphics. He has written for Comedy Central, NBC, The Onion, Clickhole, and Playboy, and has performed comedy at the Eaux Claires music festival and truTV's 3rd Annual 26th Annual Comedy Festival. He currently works as an artist, comedian and comedy writer. He is based in rural Wisconsin. 
http://sprots.bigcartel.com/

BINNY DEBBIE
binny debbie has been hiding in her room for 6 months now. you can find her on the internet

LESSER GONZALEZ ALVAREZ
Lesser Gonzalez Alvarez was born in Havana, Cuba in 1983. His work is inspired by proto-languages, cuneiform, and a study of the archaic in the context of contemporary experience. While his works are often informed by ancient symbolism and archaeological inquiry, he is not interested in revisiting primitivism, but rather in presenting a contemporary language that is at once familiar, yet of indeterminable origin, devoid of provenance, owing more perhaps to the concept of planned obsolescence pushed to an absurd conclusion, than to primitive mark-making. 
http://lessergonzalezalvarez.tumblr.com/

MICHAEL ANTHONY FARLEY
Michael Anthony Farley was born at John’s Hopkins Hospital, attended MICA for a BFA in Interdisciplinary Sculptural Studies, and recently received an MFA in Imaging Media and Digital Arts from UMBC. He has a complicated relationship with institutional critique. Although he went to digital art school, he has no website, but did switch to electronic cigarettes.

JANEA KELLY
Janea is 26 years old. Janea is one of those people who should've known better but had to find out the hard way. Her family was late to a funeral because they stopped for coffee and while sipping an iced caramel macchiato, too buzzed too cry, she realized grief and living were crazy things. You can find her at Tender FM at The Crown the last sunday of every month. 

MAYA MARTINEZ
5 ft tall
loves relatable content
plays 2 much
http://yeastgirl420.com/

LEXIE MOUNTAIN
Lexie Mountain is an artist, performer, writer, and comedian. From programming public events, art shows, pop-up galleries, and free festivals to creating work that investigates women in art history through the lens of digital media and performance, Mountain’s practice has impacted Baltimore’s cultural landscape for thirteen years. She is a columnist for Baltimore City Paper, a critic for Art in America, and she likes to make watercolors. 
http://www.lexiemountain.com/

*Image by Binny Debbie

The internet is a tombstone that says “it me.” It is Facebook archives, it is photobucket vaults, and livejournal heartbreak. We break up on the internet, we reblog our goals, we less than three our enemies, and we pass it along in broken text and everything is “literally v srs.” Memes discuss genes, how we evolve, and the patterns that seem to mimic those before us.

 

The internet is if anything the worst and best parts of a community. As the global community expands, distance becomes fragile, and we appear closer to each other like a rear-view mirror. Your funeral is silly because often times the things we remember about those we love are anecdotal things, silly things, perfect remnants.

 

This is a group show because what is the internet if not a community? What is the internet if not a graveyard, a yearbook for the people you knew. This is slab culture, the end, the anxiety of the word.

 

This is fun: sad fun, difficult fun, a branded sense of refusal, obscuration, compulsion. We cannot stop, yet we so desperately wish to be able to, and at the same time we are happy? The text rearranges itself on the page, some of this is out of our control, some of us are just rowing a boat trying to avoid the day-to-day, a text dies and is reborn to us. A cold hand on a warm tablet and the joke which keeps us most alive is the one about persistence in the LCD luminous face of futility and obsolescence. Or was it the one about perspiration? Inspiration or aspiration? What constitutes a lasting percentage, a gift from the beyond the grave?

 

 

 - Janea Kelly & Lexie Mountain, 2016