From humble beginnings enduring starvation, our heritage survived from the earth. What we’ve created is resilient, never befallen, except by catastrophic means. This urban phantasmagoria hides us from the wild.
Cher Kalberer (b. 1981)
Bunker Beets, 2020
Gouache
8” x 8”
Every layer holds more of the same, but uncannily different. Scratching the surface from unknown itches, digging deeper and deeper, find nothing is missing.
Cher Kalberer (b. 1981)
Layers, 2020
Gouache
6” x 6”
A flavor so overwhelming you think you might not make it. The colors slip between the shadows and bend through the plastic bag. A mushroom cloud-like knot atop this confrontational fruit.
Cher Kalberer (b. 1981)
Lemon, 2020
Gouache
8” x 8”
Drawn taught against the plump surface, the urge to touch them is irresistible.
Cher Kalberer (b. 1981)
Squeeze ‘em, 2019
Watercolor
8” x 8”
Like dazzling plumage too vivid for it’s own good, such a gift begins to melt into a conglomerate world.
Cher Kalberer (b. 1981)
Citrus, 2018
Gouache
8” x 8”
Seemingly mundane, this little root is remarkable. Close to the heart, the humble brown russet has been comforting since childhood.
Cher Kalberer (b. 1981)
Taters, 2020
Gouache
6” x 6”
Safe behind a faceted shield, the hero can muster the courage it takes to face the darkness. The ubiquitous story seeks an ending. The imaginary takes root. The program continues past singularity.
Cheryl Kalberer (b.1981)
Roots, 2020
Gouache
8” x 8”