KATHERINE SANDOZ: THE SWISS ARMY PAINTER
The Bitter Southerner
March 2019
By Harrison Scott Key
The first time I saw the work of Katherine Sandoz, I knew it was, like, art. Everybody was having wine and looking at the walls, for example. One canvas, in particular, was extraordinary, nearly spanning the length of the gallery. This was no painting: This was something to be admired from an overlook. How to describe it?
I mean, look: I know about art, okay? My home is filled with many picture books. All my life, I’ve been looking at things and knowing pretty much what they are. Cars. Clouds. Wardrobes. Sycamores. Tattoo parlors. Everywhere I look, I see things, and my brain says: We know what that is! That’s a rotisserie chicken!