Neo-bedrooms

<p>Vivid with specifics with instances of lived experience this is a work firmly rooted in an earth that is itself unstable. Meadows explores that instability explores our own complicity and yet with a generosity that seeks to embrace rather than to blame and through that embrace to achieve a more exacting engagement with contemporary cultural and ecological tensions. Through her evocative kaleidoscopic phrasing we're witnesses to a meticulous yet rangy accounting that demonstrates how language can be used to create new modes of accountability. </p><p>                                    -Cole Swensen</p><p>  </p><p>The melancholy of a particularly cerebral struggle with the political artistic self or selves is the dominant rich tone of this book. Meadows's 'recuperative theater' (as she describes it) presents a broken world with cinematic flair - 'water treatment doesn't work... people as pulled dandelions for / mundane weeds not people (in the manner of) unsettled nostalgia' - and is global in scope perspectives ever-shifting as her meditations are turned askew by the pulses of the news her own notes as a fraught witness and a pantheon of unnamed voices. </p><p>                                   -Brian Kim Stefans</p>