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Lexi Campbell

We fell all at once, all of the sudden, a disappearing act, mercy from that which feels, rises and slumps and sings to themselves while we mend our bones.

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Cell to soul, myself and on the left delirium found, replaced, and accepted. Two touch and leap apart: the rising wind of choice feels more like a penny on my tongue.

After the dusk, the lost colors with their pinky human light winding along the last face draw boundary lines of here and between, acquiescing to the moon.

Senses stretch and spirits reach for the spilt pour and our scattered place, in memoriam. Of possibility and sun, we hum to ourselves things will look better in the morning.

Lexi Campbell collects, considers, and carefully arranges materials to photograph. The elements in each photograph can vary greatly, from geometric panes of glass to whispers of petals and organic forms, but the process of constructing, adjusting, photographing and disassembling is constant. Imperfect, ambiguous, small, evasive and purposely indecisive, the imagery flutters between a recognizably composed still life and something incorporeal, championing the ephemeral and the enigmatic. Campbell works to create images and elements of writing that insist on the validity of their own mystery. She received her M.F.A. from Brooklyn College CUNY (2018) and her B.A. from Dartmouth College (2013). Campbell has exhibited nationally and is included in private collections internationally.

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