Like all women and all art, Judy Chicago contains multitudes.
Across venues in Britain and France, six decades of Chicago’s distinctly feminist oeuvre show a remarkable range.
Minimalist sculptures; psychedelic spray-painted car hoods; landscapes billowing with bright plumes of smoke; and paintings of swirling, hallucinatory flowers fill the galleries with Chicago’s hallmark bright colors and undulating line.
Many works incorporate personal texts in tidy, looping cursive about gendered rejection, shame, longing and anger.
These works foreground the female nude, its life-giving properties and implicit connection to the natural world.
Persons:
Judy Chicago, —
Locations:
Britain, France