This exhibit explores our relationship to nature. Half of it consists of taxidermied animals starkly displayed against white or black backgrounds. They are well known — heron, wolf, elk — even if seldom actually encountered in nature. Rather than labels giving details about them, they had anecdotes of a person’s encounter with one — tugging on the fur of a supposedly dead bear, having one’s hat snatched by an owl. The other section dealt with broader, more environmental subjects, like daylighting lost streams. They had drawers to pull out, each dealing with a separate topic, with stuffed birds looming over you. So intriguing.
If Dr. Frankenstein or maybe more appropriately, Mary Shelley, worked at Ikea, perhaps such diagrams of exploded parts, mechanical and organic, might come of it.
Dr. Uchida, one of the collages of female scientists on display, remarkable to me for being a NIkkei.
Disembodied hands manipulating scientific equipment with brightly painted fingernails.
Interstitial, the spaces in between. Filling those gaps of perception and perspective.
You go, women of STEAM