*dissociate, ugh

Just picked this up at the library the other day. 🙌

The football (soccer) plot itself, the way life outside the games interrupts the narrative, and the ironic touches on set expressions all get at this bigger, existential level. An unexpectedly beautiful book for the beautiful game.

Here, he documents a season of his favorite club, along with some other matches, the many disappointments and the exciting victories. What’s really at play, though, is meaning — what we invest with significance or devotion.

Unfortunately, the exhibition site with all the pieces, visual and textual, is no longer up; I’d like to find some other way to archive it and make it available…

to touch what’s “out there” through their creations, and to be seen. It puts us in a disorienting position, that of the artist behind the wall who imagines his family home, and challenges that oft-used word “welcome.”

The odd perspective, the swirl of colors, the bear-like cat in the window. The figures in the doorframe represent his children, though I probably wouldn’t have guessed that myself. “Welcome” speaks to Marking Time’s themes of incarcerated artists trying to make connections,

after witnessing the art, music, prose, and poetry produced by the men there, I wanted to see whether we could share it with the broader community. One of those pieces, which I won in the silent auction we held, was “Welcome.” I didn’t know Kevin L., but I loved this painting.

It’s also a productive example of scholarship that draws in personal experience and presents new modes of scholarship (much needed!). It has me thinking of the exhibition, Artists in Absentia, I curated—with help from man—in 2016. I was teaching at Oakhill Correctional Institution in Oregon, WI, and

If this includes teachers/scholars/etc, too, I'd love to be part of it!

Thanks!

Could I please be added? 🫡