Elizabeth Thach


I think about what art needs to be to survive the apocalypse: when the electricity is gone, and the televisions and cell phones are dead, people will have to look at paintings. I work in layers and image heaps. The perversity of finding clarity in chaos is a guiding insight. I look to popular culture and design, interested in the way people live with these objects. Raised in the Midwest, I crochet and make paintings using crochet and embroidered yarn and make wall paintings using stencils and blue tape. I like it when the art gets dirty, when “high” and “low” modes of image-making come together and can’t be separated.



Untitled (After Anni Albers) 2020, crocheted wool.