The smack of wet palms thrashing in tropical winds, I’m wondering if it was as sexy as I remember. How is it that flowers always seem drenched, more like flowers than other flowers? When peeling an orange, the gulls are squawking. Is there more anticipation when humid? The image more like eruption, less like fossil. It is fixation, a constant squint in bright blinding hot toned sun and dense shade.
About the artist: Eileen Rae Walsh is an artist living in Chicago. She received her BFA from the University of North Florida and her MFA from Columbia College, Chicago. She has exhibited at Mana Contemporary, Woman Made Gallery, Filter Photo Space, The Glass Curtain Gallery, Hyde Park Arts Center, The Loo at Slow, The Overlook and the Union Gallery. Her work has screened at The Franklin with ACRE TV, The Pitch Project, The Honolulu Art Museum and the Chicago Underground Film Festival. She has attended ACRE Residency in Wisconsin and The Burren College of Art in Ireland. She collaborates with Kyle Seis to run and host Car-Pool, a unique pop-up residency and exhibition program in the Midwest.