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Fine Art alumni Evelena Ruether and William Kaminski on curating, creating and releasing Control Room

Fine Art alumni William Kaminski and Evelena Ruether, founders of Control Room gallery in downtown L.A

Fine Art alumni William Kaminski and Evelena Ruether, founders of Control Room gallery in downtown L.A. (Photo by Jennie Warren for Art Center)

A mutual interest in installation art brought photographer Evelena Ruether and painter William Kaminski together as friends and sometime collaborators in Art Center’s Fine Art program. After graduating in 2009, and sharing a desire to maintain the strong community of fellow artists they had bonded with at Art Center, the pair co-founded Control Room, an independent artist-run space that facilitated artist projects and group exhibitions in industrial downtown Los Angeles. Ruether and Kaminski went on to graduate school while pursuing their own work and curating Control Room shows. The space was active for four years, attracting mid-career artists and ushering in a nascent arts district in the area.

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Inside ‘In Particular:’ Sarah Magladry’s installation in the Fine Art Gallery

This creative manifesto is part of a series of first-person pieces by Fine Art students reflecting on the ideas informing their work. Each post will feature the artist whose work is currently rotating through the Undergraduate Fine Art Student Gallery, at the Hillside Campus. This week Sarah Magladry explores the inspiration behind her exhibit, “In Particular.”

“Each piece, or part, of the whole of nature is always merely an approximation to the complete truth, or the complete truth so far as we know it. In fact, everything we know is only some kind of approximation, because we know that we do not know all the laws as yet. Therefore, things must be learned only to be unlearned again, or, more likely, to be corrected.” – Richard Feynman

Dissection is a crucial element in my practice. The minute details ignite the story. It’s a process of deduction, examination and reappropriation. I am never finished searching for what I am attracted to in an image and am typically drawn to the unexpected, the failed or the perverse. It is these details I relish that make the final viewing. There is an embracing of aberrations: a celebration of them. A self-reflective nature that allows the inadvertent to take on more than perhaps what the piece originally intended to do. The fragmentation of each piece allows them to converse with one another. Each element feeds upon the next, creating a carousel of information more thorough and more complex with the progression of each concept.

Products become just as much a narrative of the image-maker as the image itself.

And the narrative is as the quote suggests… we are in constant entropy. And yet it is this degree of disorder and uncertainty that allows for metamorphosis.

Creative Footnotes: Kristy Lovich traces the inspiration for her new gallery show to her childhood bedroom

This creative manifesto is part of a series of first-person pieces by Fine Art students reflecting on the ideas informing their work. Each post will feature the artist whose work is currently rotating through the Undergraduate Fine Art Student Gallery, at the Hillside Campus. This week, student Kristy Lovich explores the sources of inspiration behind her intimate and evocative installation entitled, “Don’t go runnin off, there’s lots of shit to carry!”

We are building a house that remembers.
Don’t go runnin’ off, there’s lots of shit to carry!

This Place: and we have so much to do; so many things to look at.

When I was a kid, my mom would ask me to clean my room, the room I shared with my sisters. And because we were always making things, because I was always building something and taking something apart, the room was always a mess. Always in each corner was the evidence of the simultaneous destruction and construction of the small worlds I occupied: the theater, the miniature, the fantastic, the hidden, the movie, the book, the magic. Collections piled onto collections. And alongside these precious worlds were also the objects of this world: the dirty laundry, the trash, the long abandoned can of soda, lollipop stuck to its own paper, a forgotten homework assignment. On that dreaded Saturday morning, when she had finally tired of negotiating the path carved into the sea of things in our room, my mother would tell us that we were not to emerge until it was clean. Until everything was in its place.

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