Leah Tacha, an artist liv­ing and work­ing in Brook­lyn, New York emailed me recently with her work. Specif­i­cally, she turned me on to her col­lages, which often jux­ta­pose bas­ket­ball play­ers with glit­ter, and iso­lates over-the-top ges­ture of fash­ion pho­tog­ra­phy. Leah’s artist state­ment gives us some insight into this:

I was raised by a mother who was obsessed with color, glit­ter, and the shine of suc­cess, and a father who was inher­ently prac­ti­cal, hard­work­ing, had a pointed sense of humor, and never missed a Kansas bas­ket­ball game. The sound­track to my morn­ing break­fast was the ESPN theme song coin­cid­ing with my mother’s blar­ing Broad­way Musi­cals. I have always had an inter­est in these two polar oppo­sites of fame, not nec­es­sar­ily for who these peo­ple rep­re­sent in our soci­ety, but for the images that they cre­ate, their con­fi­dence in their steps, and people’s belief in their pow­ers. I am drawn to cre­ate sculp­tures and draw­ings that over exag­ger­ate all of these con­di­tions: ridicu­lous­ness, alien­ation, ath­leti­cism, ado­ra­tion, plas­tic­ity, and mysticism.

All images via her web­site.