Sound by Hannah Spector on cassette tape
The desert is not a void, as it is so often depicted–it is an active landscape with vibrational subtleties that reward deep listening and looking. For half a decade, Hannah Spector has been travelling to West Texas multiple times a year to listen to this landscape. Their exhibition at Women & Their Work, if you stare at a cowboy’s face for long enough, it turns into a sunset, places queer bodies within a new mythos–one that turns against the hyperreal object of the American West as an imperial proving ground.
Sound by Hannah Spector on cassette tape
The desert is not a void, as it is so often depicted–it is an active landscape with vibrational subtleties that reward deep listening and looking. For half a decade, Hannah Spector has been travelling to West Texas multiple times a year to listen to this landscape. Their exhibition at Women & Their Work, if you stare at a cowboy’s face for long enough, it turns into a sunset, places queer bodies within a new mythos–one that turns against the hyperreal object of the American West as an imperial proving ground.