SUMMER XVI

SUMMER2015

COVER ART: Post By Post By Post by Marysia Schultz

POETRY

Anuradha Bhowmik

Greg Alan Brownderville

Weston Cutter

Ariel Francisco

Anna Ojascastro Guzon

Julia Heney

Robert Lunday

Katherine Markey

Nick McRae

Rachel Mindell

Emily O’Neill

Caitlin Cowan

Paige Quiñones

Hila Ratzabi

Steven D. Schroeder

Anna B. Sutton

Donna Vorreyer

Claire Wahmanholm

FICTION

Jared Hegwood

Jamie Lyn Smith

Debbie Vance

The Boiler Flash Essay Contest

Judged by Daniel Nester

Winners

Patrick Swaney

Michael Torres

Finalists

Kayleb Rae Candrilli

Samantha Deal

Tara Deal

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Marysia Schultz was a resident artist and fellowship recipient for both the Vermont Studio Center and DNA Gallery (Provincetown, MA), in 2014. She will be returning to Provincetown in 2015 for a second fellowship with DNA Gallery. The artist is a resident with La Mano Pottery in New York, and has shown with Exagere Gallery and Expose:NOLA, in New Orleans, DNA Gallery, the SoHo20 Gallery, and the Hotel Chelsea, in New York. Schultz graduated from Pratt Institute (BFA, 2010), where she was the recipient of the Schuback Endowed Scholarship and a Barrett Scholarship. She currently lives and maintains a studio in Brooklyn, New York. www.marysiaschultz.com

Statement by the Artist: 

Though I am accustomed to the cadence of New York City, I find that my art still draws upon my childhood farming in Montana. Rooted deep within me is an appreciation for the persevering farmer, the labor working class found in every culture that bases its livelihood off the land.

My paintings are an exploration of the “reap what you sow” idiom, an expression and habit learned as a farmer. The life requires a balance between the gentleness to nurture, and the hardiness needed to survive. One must possess a maternal instinct to care for the land, tranquility in working alone yet the sense of helping their community.

Throughout my paintings, I have used the clothesline as a surreal and symbolic crop. It speaks of a simple life, a motherly touch, and yet is subjected to unpredictable elements and the hand of the caretaker. It evokes nostalgia for some, and also hope for next year’s harvest. It has become a “crop” that I can cultivate in urban or rural settings, a way to capture the endurance of the farmer without specifying their location or ethnicity. The farmer is thus an “every man,” found in every culture, ingrained within myself.