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The ARCH-HIVE: I Am Bound upon a Wheel of Fire
“Thou art a soul in bliss, but I am bound Upon a wheel of fire, that mine own tears Do scald like molten lead.” —King Lear, Act 4, Scene...


Whitney John: Entwine
About a month ago I met a woman who was in the middle of weaving a baby blanket for her soon-to-be-born great-grandson. Sitting at her...


AlterNativity
Challenge the shallow materialism of the American holiday season. Reconnect with symbolism, culture, and meaning through locally crafted...


Doorways to Divinity
Curated by McArthur Krishna Participating Friends/Artists: Anne Gregerson Char Weiler Claire Tollstrup Elizabeth Sanchez Esther Candari...


Mary Brickey Fundraiser
Various Artists In Person 11/4-11/19 Online 11/4-12/31 On October 30th, Mary Brickey, a beloved local artist, lost her right leg at...


K. Dawn: Anatomy of a Soul
Anatomy of a Soul is my offering to connection and community: for it is only when we see ourselves in each other that we can truly walk...


James Ito: Prophets, Seers, & Cubists
A collection of pencil on paper portraits of LDS prophets, inspired and molded by the rich tradition of cubism. October 08, 2022 -...


J Kirk Richards: They Were Liberal To All
A collection of new work exploring progressive passages of scripture through early and recent church history. August 19, 2022 - October...


Emily Fox King: Everything's FINE
There’s an AA acronym for FINE: f***ed up (or freaked out if you prefer), Insecure, Neurotic and Emotional. So when someone asks you,...


View from the Shore:Utah Lake Preservation
Curated by: David Chapman Lindsay Kamilla Earlywine Work by: Adah Bennion Bryn Burningham Kamilla Earlywine Megan Knobloch Geilman...


White Space &The Black Stories Project
Two collections of photographs and writing exploring the experience of black individuals and families in Utah. Taylor Grayson & Maddie...


Laura Erekson: And I Call Her Mother
She was here before I came into the world and will be here when I am gone. ---- The tulips leaned into each other as if they were huddled...
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