Recent Exhibitions

George S. and Dolores Doré Eccles Gallery
1575 S State Street, Salt Lake City, UT 84115
Reception: March 1, 6-8 pm | Exhibit: March 1-22, 2018 pm
Art by: Colombina Zamponi, Colour Maisch, Shawn O Porter, Havoc Hendricks and Kelly Larsen

Lines on a page, the construction of nests, layers of history.

This show is an act of accumulation. In our day to day, we all have choices in our footprints and deposits. The artists in this exhibit are sensitive to the sometimes visible or invisible traces of anthropogenic activity on the environment.

This show is an exploration through poetry, installation and painting. It is a reflection on the weight of what we leave behind as humans in a natural and unnatural world.

15 Bytes Review by David Habben




Desire Line – a path created as a consequence of erosion caused by human or animal foot-fall or traffic. The path usually represents the shortest or most easily navigated route between an origin and destination. Desire lines emerge as shortcuts where constructed ways take a circuitous route, have gaps or are non-existent.” (Wikipedia)

Utah Museum of Contemporary Art – Desire Line

MAIN GALLERY: JAN 26 – MAY 26 | 2018

Salt Lake Underground Magazine Review

Soil Soak, 2014. Raw canvas was attached to a wall in Brooklyn. Urban organic material was piled at the foot of each canvas to make dirt and document the process.


The Metamorphosis of a Hive – An Exploration of Cultural Change
12/15/17 – 03/03/18 | Closing Reception: 2/22

Woodbury Art Museum
University Place 2nd floor
575 East University Parkway N250
Orem, UT, 84097

Open: Tuesday 11A-8P & Wednesday-Saturday 11A-5P. Closed Sun-Mon

Kelly Larsen, Beach Blanket, 2017, Discarded grocery bags and water bottles 30′ x 15′ x 1′

“the nooks and the crannies, to the forgotten fantasies tinkered in the moonlight, to the nostalgia nurtured within the backyards of our minds, to the blossoms we insist are still washing the mountains, to the color of the gods we have never known, to the peace we draw into the variations of our lives, to our years denuded and bare before us, to the soft landscapes we know in our wishes, to the bodily parts of us that fall from us and make us and unmake us, to the elevated decayment of our earthen remains, to the colors we invent to be seen in our visions only, to how we weave the rawest fibers of our being, to the words we have said to keep ourselves alive, and to the silence we build to sustain us.”
– zach t power