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Simone Leigh

Directing

Known For

Untitled (M*A*S*H)
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Leigh’s video work Untitled (M*A*S*H) (2018) imagines a fictive order of black nurses operating on the front of the Korean War, a conflict that began between the United States and North Korea in 1950 and never officially ceased. Like M*A*S*H—the long-running American TV show (1972–83) it parodies—the work directs attention to the overlooked life in the staging grounds. Showcasing the agonizing choices faced by those who staff the tented encampments of war, it perhaps also serves as a reminder that our neighborhoods remain a warfront too. Using only artist’s tools, Leigh asks: How do we transform ourselves and others?

Untitled (M*A*S*H)

2018
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This sonic wonder, which premiered as part of the U.S. Pavilion at the 2022 Venice Biennale, documents Leigh’s practice as a sculptor and her evocation of the endurance of Black womanhood by way of spirit and tradition. As scholar Yasmina Price puts it, the film is “an incantation of multiple architectures of the self for black women.”

Conspiracy

2023
Breakdown
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An operatic performance with libretto and choreography interpreted from scenes from soap operas, plays, movies, and reality television shows featuring characters expressing psychological crisis.

Breakdown

2011
My Dreams, My Works Must Wait Till After Hell
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Working as an artistic duo named Girl, Leigh and Ganesh reimagine the reclining female nude, a common subject in European painting and sculpture, from their perspective as queer women of color. Instead of a pale-skinned, forward-facing Venus, viewers are shown the back of a black woman lying perfectly still on a marble slab. Her entire head is covered—either smothered or shielded—by a pile of small stones; subtle breath movements are the only sign of life. By hiding facial and sexual features, the artists offer some protection for this real person being presented as an idealized object. The video's title comes from a Gwendolyn Brooks poem, in which life's honey is stored but not tasted. It is saved as the speaker heads to war, the time of his return unknown, suggesting a parallel in the defensive precautions black women use to survive life's daily hostilities. [Overview Courtesy of Smithsonian American Art Museum]

My Dreams, My Works Must Wait Till After Hell

2011