A gallery asked for a bio in 50 words and I sent 340
Got the email Friday. "Please send a short bio, 50 words max, for the wall label." Sat at the kitchen table for an hour and wrote 340, then cut it to 180, then stared at it and realized every version still opened with the same lie about "exploring memory and loss."
So I sent the 340. The woman running the space wrote back in like four minutes: "perfect, I'll trim." And she did, and her version is better. It's just "mixed media on board, found paper, 2024" plus one line about where I live. No grief, no process, no artist statement.
Which is fine. It's a wall label, not a eulogy. But I've been annoyed about it for three days and I can't figure out why. I think I've been writing bios for other artists to read, and the only person who reads a wall label is someone standing there with their coat still on.
Also her trim left out that the piece is 14 inches wide, and it is very much 14 inches wide.
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The 340 words were probably the useful part, even if she was right to cut them. You have to write the bad version to find out what you actually think, and then the label is just the label. I had a similar thing with a gallery in Dresden. They asked for one sentence and I sent three paragraphs about the layering and the wax and what the scraped surface was "holding." The director cut it to "oil and cold wax on linen, 2024." Stung for about a day. Then I stood in front of the thing and realized the label had been more honest than I was. "Exploring memory and loss" is a phrase we reach for because it's safe, not because it's true. If every version opened with it, that's worth noticing. Maybe the work doesn't need the sentence at all.
"the label had been more honest than I was", yeah. that's the part that gets me. mine says where I live and what's on the board and somehow that's closer to true than the 340 words, which were mostly me auditioning for a version of myself.
the scraped surface holding something though. been there. it's amazing how much of the writing is just trying to make the object sound like it had a reason.