Perhaps the Most Important Art Exhibit in NE Wisconsin’s History, Maybe
If you live in NE Wisconsin, don’t miss A Creative Place, currently on at the Trout Museum of Art in Appleton through May 18th.
I’ve often said that one of the issues we have as a community is that we lack self-awareness. As cultural agents, so to speak, we know the stories we know. We know what we’ve done, what our friends and teachers have done, and what we’ve seen and heard about. But awareness doesn’t extend much further. Places like Green Bay, Appleton, Oshkosh, etc. don’t have the benefit of seeing themselves reflected by the larger cultural awareness. Things that happened, even in the not so distant past, just disappear into memory for lack of recognition and documentation. You can’t easily look things up. In some respects, it’s easier to know what was happening here in the 19th century than in the 1990s or even 2000s. The same is probably true of many peripheral places on the map.
Consider that the population of NE Wisconsin is somewhere between that of Estonia and Luxembourg. If this place had a sense of identity as strong as either of those, we would have museums dedicated to our cultural production and the streets would be lined with the busts of our poets and painters. Indeed, here are the museums: Luxembourg, Estonia; and here is a bust of F.R. Kreutzwald, physician and creator or Estonia’s national literature. I’m sure there are many more.
So, how about Edna Ferber, perhaps the most famous non-living writer to emerge from the Fox Valley? In her day, she was a popular writer of short stories. Her work is best known now for having been adapted to film. She wrote the stories that Giant—starring James Dean—and Showboat were based on. Where is her bust? Is there a park named after her? A square? A street? The only thing named for her in Appleton is a sad, little, suburban alley. In Green Bay, the sole point on the map I could find named for a local cultural figure is Red Smith K-8 School, after the famed sportswriter.
Imagine my surprise when I moved to New York City in 1999, picked up “The New York Press” to read on the subway, and found a column that frequently referenced Allouez, Wisconsin—the village nestled between Green Bay and De Pere that I’d grown up in. This was Slackjaw by Jim Knipfel, an acerbic, depressive writer who’d felt out of place in all the same places I had. (The New York Press was a fascinating read for me, it had this almost baroque sense of itself and its politics ranged from the radical left to just to the right of Louis XVI. It also ran Ben Katchor’s cartoons, which were wonderful.) I doubt many in Green Bay are aware of Jim Knipfel’s writing, which is a shame because it’s honest, alarming, entertaining, and always worth reading. But I don’t think his name has ever come up in conversation in my presence. As far as I know, no one’s thought to claim him as a local cultural figure, or to welcome him back. I suspect he would have to be invited or cajoled into returning. Another, even more nationally celebrated author is Mona Simpson, who wrote Anywhere, But Here, (“here” being a thinly veiled Green Bay) and five other novels. Maybe if we celebrated our cultural figures, they wouldn’t feel the need to run away.
That’d be nice. But when our people make a name for themselves out in the world, word seldom reaches us.
Changing this, by which I mean becoming more self-aware, means we need to do all of the stuff we haven’t done successfully in the past. We need curators, documentarians, historians, and an engaged audience. We have to make our past available so that we can understand our present. These are difficult things to do. Personally, I’ve often failed to be being a part of the audience. I forget to attend things, I like my home. I’m somehow more comfortable making things happen than just enjoying things. But without a platform for promoting my own events, I’m not doing much of either.
That’s why I got very excited about A Creative Place; Art from Northeastern Wisconsin 1940 to Present, the final exhibit at what will be the original Trout Museum of Art in Appleton once the new one is built. Someone finally took the first stab at curating a historical overview of the art of NE Wisconsin. I’m grateful to Annemarie Sawkins and the institutions that supported the work. It was a revelation to me. I saw art by people I knew, of people I knew, and featuring places I know, all put into a context that extends back to before I was born. I even saw art that I’ve personally exhibited, which made me feel I’ve played a small role in this history too.
The exhibit runs through May 18, click here for more info. If you do go, be aware that the restrooms are part of the exhibit. I didn’t find out until afterwards. There is a printed catalog available compiled by the curator in collaboration with UWGB professor and printmaker Christine Style.
Pardon reflections, the general askewness, and the shadows, etc. Here are a few that I particularly enjoyed.
Dennis Bueler, Eye Was Watching You Out of the Corner of My Eye. 1980s.Joann Kindt, Grand Bar, 1968
This was one of my favorite pieces. Joann Kindt, whom I’d never heard of, was well represented by three paintings. This one was my favorite.
Albert Frank Quinlan, Reed Mace, 1973Meg Lionel Murphy, Make Room, 2023
Naturally, one of the best things about the exhibit was encountering a few, contemporary local artists I hadn’t seen before.
Lori Jae Ricci, Defixiones, 1996 (We exhibited this at Kavarna around ’08 or so).Thomas Dietrich, Merry Go Round, 1939
I spotted that this one’s for sale at an online gallery… I would 100% drop $2,000 on this if I could afford it. This is an entrancing picture.
Norbert Kox, Flesh Eaters, 1992
Norbert Kox is probably the best known visual artist from the area. Though a religious man, he had, shall we say, an idiosyncratic take on Christian iconography. Enough to get him into hot water with the Catholic League. His exhibit at the Neville Museum in the early 2000s was probably the most ‘controversial’ cultural event in Green Bay in recent decades. It was played up on Fox News, there were protests, etc. Several years later, we showed a lot of the same work at my coffeehouse, and no-one cared. I liked Norb and his work. I felt that he wasn’t represent well at the exhibit. Maybe his better work wasn’t available.
Theresa Abel, The Stone Path, 2018-2023
This one gave me goosebumps. This photo does not do this work justice.
Lester Schwartz, Riding Horses, 1945
Anyway, I encourage you to go! If you can’t, or if you are reading this after May 18th, 2025, perhaps you’ll be able to order the print catalog from the gift shop.
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