From my notebook on the new exibition, Hair on Fire:

Don’t have much time. Just got out of noon show of Story of a Rabbit. It’s nearly 2 p.m. and I’m starving. But I do have a quick minute to walk through the Halsey Institute. First floor doesn’t grab by attention, but I’m not looking closely either. Second floor stops me in my tracks. I love the honeycomb shapes made of synthetic hair made by Althea Murphy-Price. They are the color of fatty milk and are striking against the white paint of the wall. Stepping over the last stair, my eyes were immediately drawn to the installation, and I had to know what kind of hair went into making it. Then my eyes turned to Talie Greene’s work. Hers is among those that use hair as a metaphor, not a material. She takes archival prints and digitally places insects in the shape of various hair styles (see above). The crazy facial hair of the Victorian era meshes well with the amorphous quality of bees swarming around the face and head. Then I returned to the stairway and looked more closely at Ruth Martin’s piece. It’s rough fibers splayed this way and that into an elegant pattern. I don’t laugh until I read the title — “Armpit.” Beautiful and true. -JS