Month: March 2017

Artwork By Marissa Zarrabzadeh

These works are my way of understanding, healing, and resisting. They are specific to my experiences, understandings, and interpretations of past trauma, nightmares, vivid dreams, insomnia, and anxiety. They have become my weapon and my strength. A way of connecting with other artists (and non-artists, too) actively resisting through their work. For me that means a place to support and be supported, to not feel or be silenced, to listen and be heard.I want to deconstruct all of the social expectations of what I should or shouldn’t be based on my body, and this is how I do that. Creating these works is the fire that gives me strength to push forward.

Letter From One Who Knows

He longed to be surprising,
egged on by mornings dulled
by hangovers and vomit.
His hands were never clean
when he came home from the site.

This Could Have Happened to You

We were outside an antiques and oddities shop, somewhere in New Hampshire, when I said, Look, it’s not my fault, it never was my fault

How it Goes

It would be nice, all these years later, for her to write down how it got to this point. But on her page, there are

This is Not Your Country

In Leila’s Balkan country most people cowered in permanent unease. Anxious about the propuh, an ill-meaning air draft apparently possessed of ambiguously mystical but lethal

Dumb Blonde

  “A blonde walks into a library—” The man starts then stops. He is a man with a big belly in a dark, baggy sweatsuit,

After Hours: Social Rituals

Girardi explores the visual and social subjects of the bar through drawings done on site and photographs taken from nights out, happy hours, or simply among the gathering of friends at local bars. Through these drawings, Girardi attempts to mimic and recollect setting, sound, blocks of color, and interaction of the aesthetics surrounding these memories created through the social habits of today’s young urban population.

At the Seams

  To see more of Alattar’s work, visit her website Artist Statement   The search for balance is fundamental in my work.  Each piece starts

The Contact Imperative

She emerges wearing a welder’s mask (I try not to stare) because the blood will splatter under her electric drill—a Black & Decker used to