(open call) Disappearing Ink
Does the apparent triumph of electronic over print media mean that the daily newspaper
will soon no longer exist as a physical object? The Art Museum of the University of
Memphis requests your participation in an exhibition addressing the changing face
of print media and its effect on contemporary culture. Do you have a treasured newspaper
clipping, perhaps the obituary of a loved one, or the news coverage of a significant
event or individual accomplishment, or just a story that mattered enough for you to
take the time to save it? The museum is seeking any form of personally meaningful
artifact from any time period involving the traditional printed newspaper. Clippings,
pages, complete newspapers, and vehicles for the display or preservation of such ephemera
(scrapbooks, bulletin boards, even refrigerator doors) are welcomed. The museum requests
that each participant also provide a written statement explaining the personal significance
of his or her contribution. The collected artifacts will be curated and arranged by
artist John Salvest in the museum's galleries with the assistance of the museum staff.
An on-line archive of submissions will also be created. Submitted materials will be
carefully cataloged and returned to the lender after the conclusion of the exhibition.
Calendar for Disappearing Ink:
November 22, 2013-March 14, 2014: Collection of news artifacts with statements
April 4, 2014: Opening reception for Disappearing Ink, 5-7:30 PM, Art Museum
April 5 – June 28, 2014: Disappearing Ink exhibition open to the public
July 14 – September 13: Lenders pick up objects
Bring your news artifact / clipping and statement to AMUM
Complete official AMUM loan documents
Take photo with news artifact (optional)
Record statement about why it is important to you (optional)
Your object / news artifact will be returned to you after the close of the exhibition.
We welcome individuals and groups. For groups of four or more please schedule an appointment
between Tuesday-Saturday by contacting email@example.com
or with questions about eligible submissions.
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Michale Riggs (Listen To Audio)
Newspaper clippings from my keepsake box:
- Glossary of Grunts o For a while, I pretended to be a secretary for my dad's farm
with my mom. I cut this out to hang on the cork board above my desk. It hung there
long after I gave up the "job." Eventually I took it down and saved it because it's
still hilarious to me. I love Zits, it's my favorite in the Sunday comics.
- "With their horns aglow..." o This was from a Christmas parade that we did my junior
year. Mom saved it because I was friends with the guys in the picture. I saved it
because I wanted to remember how much I hated parades. - Westside pep band o The guy
in the middle, playing the drums, was my first boyfriend. We had already broken up
by the time it was taken, but my mom insisted that I would want it someday. I guess
she convinced me, because here it is.
- Butch Blevins obituary o Butch Blevins was the father of a fellow bandmate. He was
very active in helping the band get ready for competitions, throw fundraisers, and
was our biggest fan. He passed away in a motorcycle accident the summer before my
junior year. We were all heartbroken and attended the visitation together. Butch's
family made the entire band honorary pall-bearers.
Jessica Gazaway (Listen To Audio)
As long as I can remember, I have loved horses. I had collections of horse figurines,
took horseback riding lessons, and cherished everything in the name of horses. My
parents knew this and would cut out clippings of horse related stories for me that
I saved in my scrapbook. These collections were a substitute for having my own horse
until I had to move from California to Arkansas. I was so adamant about not moving
to Arkansas (at the age of 12) that I told my dad I would not move to Arkansas unless
he bought me a horse. As crazy as that sounds, we moved to Arkansas in the summer
of 1995 and by December of 1995 I had my horse, Stillion. Now Stillion is 20 and I
Taylor Shannon (Listen To Audio)
My newspaper clipping is an obituary of my close friend that passed away at the age
of 15. She was in a car wreck and was thrown from the vehicle. I placed the obituary
in a frame with a drawing I made of her so I could remember her appearance. I miss
Cady MacNamara and I were childhood neighbors who were also very close. I'm uncertain
if I will ever move past her death, it impacted me so much. Even though she's gone
she comes to my mind daily. When we were little we would catch butterflies together,
and now that she's gone it feels as if I see them everywhere. Some moments the butterflies
would land on or float near me for a couple of minutes. Symbolically, I feel it's
her way to keep in touch with me.
Derek Parnell (Listen to Audio)
I remember vividly the night my mother called me from the Intensive Care Unit of St.
Bernards. She was crying and I could barely understand that a co-worker's son had
been brought in from an accident and was close to death. He was brain dead and there
was nothing that could be done to save his life. I comforted her and went back to
bed after we were done talking on the phone.
The next morning, my best friend Megan called and began the conversation with "guess
who died last night?" I immediately thought of all our friends and wondered who it
was, so I asked her. "Jake West." That was all she said. Jake West was a few grades
above us in high school, he was well liked, and he was the first openly gay person
I had ever seen in person in my life. He was a model of how to be brave and be yourself
for me. Though we never talked or interacted in any way, I felt so much respect and
admiration for him, things I would never have the chance to let him know.
The newspaper clipping I present is coverage of his wreck with a picture of his torn
and twisted vehicle. Though it is a sad reminder, it is also a treasured reminder
of this person who was so very important to me.
Lauren Pace (Listen to Audio)
I submitted the Baxter Bulletin newspaper. It holds the obituary of my great- grandpa,
J.B. Staley. On May 24, 1990, it was pride that shined in his eyes when I was born
on his birthday. Every year I was the only grandkid that he remembered. Of course
on Christmas every child would receive gifts, but on our birthdays, unfortunately
not. I was the only one. On Thanksgiving in 2012, he asked me if I would like to share
our birthday together on the Queen Mary II, for a two week cruise through Europe.
After departing, we would then spend five days in London and then take the underground
train to spend five more days in Paris. As a fashionista, I was beyond excited. By
Christmas the plans were set, but on New Years Eve, the plans were drastically changed.
My grandpa had a massive heart attack that would put him through by-pass surgery and
heartbreaking pain for the next three months. He passed away on April 7, 2013. I loved
my grandpa very much, but I know everything will be okay, because he is now sailing
Brittany Long (Listen to Audio)
This is a newspaper article about my little sister and little brother. I have kept
it for several years because it was such a memorable moment in the life of my family.
We lived in Marfa, Texas at the time. My sister was in second grade when, one day,
my little brother started choking on a puzzle piece while they were playing. My little
brother wasn't even a year old at the time. My sister and I had been in Girl Scouts
for almost a year. In Girl Scouts we learned different techniques on how to save someone's
life, if necessary.
What we didn't know, at the time, was that without these techniques, we could have
lost my little brother's life. When my brother started choking, my sister knew instinctively
what to do. She started hitting him on the back, then stuck her hand down his throat,
and pulled out the puzzle piece. My sister soon got recognized by our scout troop,
and was rewarded with a certificate. My sister is now 21 and my brother is almost
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