Yellow is not the color of the sun. Yellow is mine.
You think of something as being present until you realize that it is not (it is 6,149 miles away).
it is as much about color as it is about territory.
I was raised in a warm land with a bowl of soup in my hands.
The big cardboard box arrived in less than two weeks. I opened it at the front desk after rushing up to turn off the alarm. Digging into it, through the familiar orange garbage bag, I saw that they were not yellow; not the right yellow. Not my yellow.
Staring at the overbaked small squares, I promised myself that I would not care about color anymore. I wake up at dawn, go to my studio and start another yellow painting.
We have been taught to draw the sun as a yellow circle. Yellow is not the color of the sun.
Yellow is mine.
About the artist...
Roni Packer is a colorist. With color, she traces the relations between painting, memory, and space. Born and raised in Tel Aviv, Packer completed her BFA and a BA in Humanities in Israel. In 2014 she moved to the U.S and received her MFA from The University of Illinois-Chicago. Packer was a BOLT resident at the Chicago Artists Coalition in 2017-2018. Her work has been shown in the United States and in Israel, in spaces including Hyde Park Art Center, 6018 North, UIMA, Aspect/Ratio, Chicago Artists Coalition, Roots and Culture, Heaven Gallery, and Gallery 400, and, as well as Benyamini House and Mani House in Tel Aviv, and the Open Museum in Tel Hai, Israel.
Photography by Robert Chase Heishman