In Home Sweet Home, artist Abigail Goldman takes visitors for a spin through America’s twisted, violence-drenched addiction to mayhem. Works depict the kind of high-def, spoon-fed media quenching our bloodlust nightly, where blood is spilled, the unmerciful have taken over and we the voyeurs peer into the salaciousness of it all—scenarios so over the top you want to laugh and so real you want to cry. The only thing not rendered in the 1/87-scale dioramas is the audience soaking it up. Instead, we play the usual role from the peanut gallery.
In this solo exhibit at Trifecta Gallery, Goldman, a former Weekly staff writer, has extended even further beyond 4-by-4-inch miniature display cases, creating a 56-by-30-inch cul-de-sac of mishaps at every property, 11-by-11-inch dioramas and 9-by-12-inch wall-mounted works. Created with acute attention to detail, they stay as true to the idea of an A-frame country home with grandma on the porch as a shoddy ranch house so distressed you can almost smell the grime in the dirt and patchy lawn. Thugs in ’70s-era suits and killer clown families play the part, as well as a wide-girthed businessman standing on the gravel near a fenced-in oil drill, bloody body and man with shovel before him.
Home Sweet Home Through November 28; Wednesday & Friday, 11 a.m.-5 p.m.; Thursday, 11 a.m.-8 p.m.; Saturday, 11 a.m.-3 p.m. Trifecta Gallery, 702-366-7001. Opening reception November 6, 5-8 p.m.
