We are torn between nostalgia for the familiar and an urge for the foreign and strange. We are homesick most for the places we have never known. Carson McCullers
Artist Rosie Carter works in the realm of nostalgia, in that dreamlike place where the familiar bumps up against the strange. It’s a place of history and of myths, of real places and make-believe people, permeated with sunshine and a sweet, oddly familiar tune lingering softly in the background.
Working out of her studio at the Road X Complex, a 1947 metal quonset hut in Yellow Jacket, Colorado, she is surrounded by the remote high desert country of the Four Corners. It’s a place of wide skies and high-flying flocks of birds, a place of magical landscapes and secret hideouts. And it’s place where the land and the humans who live here have influenced each other for many millennia, creating stories of joy and tragedy that are deeply embedded in the deep canyons and high peaks of the landscape.
In this place Rosie gathers up scraps from the past - inspiration comes from the land and landscape, materials from salvaged metal and wire, ideas from vintage artifacts - and spins them into new objects that express a lovely and slightly off kilter combination of the wistful and the weird.
