{"title":"Scarlet Sims - What the Soul Sees","description":"\u003cp dir=\"ltr\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003eWhat the Soul Sees\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003e combines literary and visual work to create a painterly, interactive experience that dives into family folk magic from the Ozarks region, where Sims’ mother’s family is from, and Mexico, which was where her father’s family was from. The mixed-media paintings move away from traditional portfolio works by focusing on visual representations of magic permeating family ties. The exhibition includes historic and family items as installation pieces to move alongside the stories. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp dir=\"ltr\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003eEach piece is a slice of life looking into the mosaic of belief and disparate symbols of family. Sims used written stories paired with recorded stories, which are QR scannable, and visual arts for each of the paintings and installation pieces. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp dir=\"ltr\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003e The exhibition highlights the intersection of her mother’s Scot-Irish roots and her father’s Chicano upbringing. From using lemon in mop water to bless your house to chatting with the dead, this exhibition reveals hidden parts of real life, family, and self.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e","products":[{"product_id":"scarlet-sims-three-tree-generation-oak-in-the-backyard-2026","title":"Scarlet Sims - Three Tree Generation: Oak in the Backyard, 2026","description":"\u003cp dir=\"ltr\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003e11x14 pencil drawing\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp dir=\"ltr\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003eA tree grew inside my head \/ A tree grew in. Its roots are veins \/ its branches nerves \/ thoughts its tangled foliage. Octavio Paz’s poem, \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003eA Tree Within\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan\u003e, is what started this exhibition. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp dir=\"ltr\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003eTrees have long held a special place for the Irish side of my family – we believe they hold memories, open like doors to other places, grant wishes and reach from the underworld into heaven. Trees guarded sacred wells for the Celts, and in Mexico, there is a sacred tree that bleeds like blood. My Chicano father was not one for nature, nor for talking about family history or our folk magic, but even so – trees contain multitudes. Why else is there a “family tree” and a “tree of life.” Trees are magical. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp dir=\"ltr\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003eParticularly the oak tree, with its roots growing shallow and intertwined, represent community and family. A solitary oak is more likely to fall when the rest of the grove is cut down. A tree where even just one-fourth of its roots are cut is likely to perish. An oak whose roots are just damaged will lose its limbs along that same side. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp dir=\"ltr\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003eThe works you see are of live oak trees and were drawn in pencil by my Irish-heritage grandmother, mother and myself and represent three generations of first-born daughters. 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Mr. McGee was a tall man wearing jeans and a cowboy hat who used dowsing rods that he walked back and forth until they crossed. In a town with 36 churches in the 1980s and an intense dislike of witchcraft (suffer ye not a witch to live), I found it interesting the entire community was OK with dowsing for water. My grandmother told me well-witching had a long history in the Ozarks and was a respectable trade. If Mr. McGee had not had the rods, she said, he could have used a freshly cut peach tree with a “Y” shape. The dowser would then put thumbs on each cut in the Y and walk back and forth until the end of the limb pointed down to the ground, where there would be water. She said she had double checked the dowser’s work and found his same findings. 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In this case, the vine was a honeysuckle. As the vine grows over and bends the tree down, the person will feel more and more uncomfortable until he flees. This is how we got rid of my mother’s second husband, who moved out suddenly while everyone was away.\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"The Window on Sixth","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":43708402303053,"sku":null,"price":125.0,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":false}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0654\/3540\/2317\/files\/image10.jpg?v=1788220346"},{"product_id":"scarlet-sims-polk-salad-2026","title":"Scarlet Sims - Polk Salad, 2026","description":"\u003cp\u003e9x12 watercolor and marker on paper\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e\u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003eThere’s a poisonous plant that grows tall with purple berries every fall, but in the spring, just as it starts to climb out of winter, you can pick the tops, boil out the poison and feed your family. We used to go out as a family unit – my grandparents, mother, cousins and aunt – to pick as much of it as we could. The plant was also used to “worm” the children annually because it has a cleansing effect. 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Why else is there a “family tree” and a “tree of life.” Trees are magical.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp dir=\"ltr\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003eParticularly the oak tree, with its roots growing shallow and intertwined, represent community and family. A solitary oak is more likely to fall when the rest of the grove is cut down. A tree where even just one-fourth of its roots are cut is likely to perish. An oak whose roots are just damaged will lose its limbs along that same side. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp dir=\"ltr\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003eThe works you see are of live oak trees and were drawn in pencil by my Irish-heritage grandmother, mother and myself and represent three generations of first-born daughters. 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She remained tethered. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp dir=\"ltr\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003eThe nurses grew angry, their movements jerky and hostile as my mother’s husband, sitting in a corner, stared at his phone. He had spent the past few hours looking at his phone as my mother lay dying. He did not see the door, which still sat closed.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp dir=\"ltr\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003eAt last, I extricated my hand from hers. Her hand stayed upright – the rigor mortis had run the length of her arms and into her neck. At the front desk, I asked the nurse: “Mom seems to have rigor mortis setting in. Is this normal?” The nurse flattened her lips into a long line and waited before answering.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cb\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp dir=\"ltr\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003e“The drip is keeping her heart going,” she said.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp dir=\"ltr\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003e“Is that humane?” I asked. The other nurse beside her tried to shush my nurse, but she shook her head and answered me. “No. It is not,” she said. “Your stepfather insisted we keep it going.” \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp dir=\"ltr\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003eLike a ghost, I forced myself to stand in front of my mother’s husband as I begged him to stop the drip, stop the torture. 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