“My childhood has never lost its magic, it has never lost its mystery, and it has never lost its drama.”
A maker for over six decades, Louise Bourgeois passed away May 31, 2010. My first experiences with Bourgeois’ work were mediated through interviews and essays, required readings for a sophomore art course. In 2007 the Tate Modern held a survey of her work, and I experienced a few rooms full of her drawings, prints, paintings, sculpture in varied materials; plaster, latex, bronze, marble. Her work was both dark and eerie, sometimes seemingly violent, and also full of beautiful, simple, quiet, minimal forms. Considered a pioneering feminist artist, Louise Beorgeois’ work has seemed to me, to be a bit less partial to any particular opinions, embracing an aesthetic that disregards agenda and utilizes autobiography, the mystery of making, and the object as a relic of memory. We’re grateful for her work, may she rest in peace.