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<object xmlns:xs="//www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema"><field label="Title" name="title"><value>Don't Go Crossing My Fence</value></field><field label="Date" name="displayDate"><value>1994</value></field><field label="Dimensions" name="dimensions"><value>81 x 52 x 23 " (205.7 x 132.1 x 58.4 cm)</value></field><field label="Medium" name="medium"><value>Wood, garden hose, mop, lamp base, and other found materials</value></field><field label="Credit Line" name="creditline"><value>Gift of Ron and June Shelp</value></field><field label="Accession number" name="invno"><value>2013.5.2</value></field><field label="On View" name="onview"><value>0</value></field><field label="Classifications" name="classification"/><field label="Id" name="id"><value>155114</value></field><field label="Source ID" name="sourceId"><value>4546</value></field><field label="Width" name="width"/><field label="Exhibitions" name="exhibitions"><value exhibitionDisplayDate="Tuesday, May 13, 2014 - Sunday, August 17, 2014" exhibitionEndISODate="2014-08-17" exhibitionEndDate="2014" exhibitionISOBeginDate="2014-05-13" exhibitionBeginDate="2014" exhibitionTitle="Self-Taught Genius" exhibitionID="171"/><value exhibitionDisplayDate="Wednesday, September 27, 2017 - Thursday, February 8, 2018" exhibitionEndISODate="2018-02-08" exhibitionEndDate="2018" exhibitionISOBeginDate="2017-09-27" exhibitionBeginDate="2017" exhibitionTitle="Highlights from Self-Taught Genius" exhibitionID="214"/></field><field label="Height" name="height"/><field label="Alternative Numbers" name="altNums"/><field label="Depth" name="depth"/><field label="Primary Maker" name="primaryMaker"/><field label="Artist / Maker" name="people"><value displayOrder="1" personRole="Artist" personID="714">Lonnie Holley</value></field><field label="Classification(s)" name="classifications"><value>Sculpture</value></field><field label="Copyright" name="copyright"><value>© Artist Rights Society (ARS), New York</value></field><field label="Object Type" name="thesconceptsObjecttype"/><field label="Title (descriptive)" name="titlesDescriptive"/><field label="Title (popular)" name="titlesPopular"/><field label="Title (translated)" name="titlesTranslation"/><field label="Place/Region" name="geographyPlaceregion"><value/></field><field name="geographyCity"><value/></field><field name="geographyCountry"><value>United States</value></field><field name="geographyState"><value>Alabama</value></field><field label="Bibliography" name="bibliography"/><field label="Collections" name="collections"><value>Three Dimensional Works</value></field><field label="Department" name="department"/><field label="Flex Fields" name="flexFields"/><field label="Geography" name="geography"><value/></field><field label="Object Names" name="names"/><field label="Last Updated" name="recordLastUpdated"/><field label="Text Entries" name="textEntries"><value>Lonnie Holley’s interdisciplinary practice encompasses, among other forms, sculpture and spoken-word performances. Rooted in the cultural tradition of the “yard show” by Black artists in the American South, his pieces introduce political, autobiographical, and poetic narratives. Speaking about the mnemonic quality of the material he uses for his assemblages, Holley said: “Today is not the same as yesterday. The trials and the tribulations of today are harder than yesterday. It seems like the wire, the protective fence itself, kind of keeps everything well balanced. There are big crosses, little crosses, crosses that support and that hold the fence together. The fence can easily indicate ‘being behind it’ and ‘locked up.’ Prisoners are locked behind a fence. When we wear a cross, or when we show a cross, we try to show that something is going on spiritually with us, that we remember the crucifix, remember the struggle that went about on the cross, remember the death, remember the blood, remember the turmoil of the body being cracked and shifted and broken. And then, also, we remember the nails, remember the harsh pain, one human body having so much pain. How can we not see these crosses?”

Valérie Rousseau, “Don't Go Crossing My Fence,” exhibition label for Self-Taught Genius: Treasures from the American Folk Art Museum. Stacy C. Hollander and Valérie Rousseau, curators. New York: American Folk Art Museum, 2014. 

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Valérie Rousseau, “Don't Go Crossing My Fence,” exhibition label for Self-Taught Genius: Treasures from the American Folk Art Museum. Stacy C. Hollander and Valérie Rousseau, curators. New York: American Folk Art Museum, 2014. 

Object information is a work in progress and may be updated with new research. Records are reviewed and revised, and the American Folk Art Museum welcomes additional information.　



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