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Bend Without Breaking: Steel Wire and Bologna Sandwiches with Artist Diana Dich

After creepy-stalking her website and wondering “How the heck does she do that with wire?!” I was nervous to sit down at Identity Coffees with artist Diana Dich as she unpacked her traveling art studio of sorts: a spool of thick wire (acquired at Home Depot), two sets of pliers and a yellow notebook filled with sketches and ideas. The ball of wire sat on top of the smooth wooden table like a snake, the end reaching up and poised to strike at Dich’s glass of iced tea at any moment. Unlike a scene from a Tim Burton movie, it doesn’t move—so I come to think of it like her trained pet; the wire bends when she wills it to. After all, she’s been training it for a decade now.

A South Sacramento native, Dich says she always enjoyed painting and drawing, but she had her lightbulb moment when she was 15.

“One day in art class, the teacher handed everyone a spool of wire and said, ‘Here, make 3D art,’ and I was really the only one that managed to make anything out of it,” she laughs. “I made a dad flying his kid like a kite—you know how kids always want to fly? He was making his kid’s dream come true! Everybody took it the wrong way, though; everyone was like, ‘Why is the dad throwing his kid?’”

Photo by Phillip Tang

Photo by Phillip Tang

This misunderstanding is a common theme within Dich’s work—dramatically rendered faces and figures that always hint at something below the surface, like a thought left unsaid.

After quitting her two jobs and getting out of a toxic relationship that kept her from making art, Dich was inspired to channel her depression and inner turmoil into making her sculptures full-time. She said she spent every day at Insight, sitting and working for hours to create what would eventually be a series of all women’s faces and figures displayed on the walls surrounding her.

“I used to just do men’s faces in my art, so that was the first time I decided to do women,” she says. “It was the first time I really opened up myself within my work. They looked kind of creepy, but it was the only way I could describe what was going on. It’s hard to put emotions into words sometimes.”

One of Dich’s favorite pieces from that show at Insight, which she said epitomized her depression, was that of a woman’s face in the grips of two hands, surrounded by red paper flowers. “I planned to burn it in effigy,” she says, “but it sold before I could do it.”

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As with most creative people, Dich used art like therapy: it was there for her when she needed to work through whatever life problems came her way. One day, it was all taken away from her. She became physically ill to the point of losing her ability to walk or use her hands to make art. She says that the doctors misdiagnosed what was initially a minor infection that progressed rapidly into an advanced kidney infection.

“I was in so much pain I couldn’t even move my thumbs, and my boyfriend had to physically pick me up and carry me to bed. That was one of my breaking points because I couldn’t do art for about four months,” she says, “I didn’t know what else to do. I didn’t know how to make a living.”

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The sickness made her lose 20 pounds, and it took her months to build her strength back up to start walking and making art again. She admits that the first solid food she could eat was a childhood comfort: bologna and cheese on white bread.

“It’s funny,” she says, “but that’s when I knew I was getting better—and I swear, one of these days I want to do a piece that is dedicated to bologna and cheese sandwiches.” And speaking as someone who also loves bologna and cheese sandwiches on questionable white bread, it would be a true delight.

Photo by Phillip Tang

Photo by Phillip Tang

After healing from her sickness, Dich hit the ground running with exhibits. First she had work featured at Insight, then went on to have pieces at Blackbird, the Art Hotel and 1810 Gallery for an all-women art show, where she met Mimi and some of the other gals from the Few and Far graffiti collective, and they became quick friends, which she admits is hard to do in a town where the art scene is mostly skewed toward men that don’t often take criticism very well. “There’s no ego there. We’re all just super honest with each other and the art scene and I respect that a lot. Sacramento has great potential.”

In addition to the pieces she creates for her shows, Dich also makes jewelry and custom wire lettering, which can be purchased on her website. For her upcoming show at WAL, Dich hints that her pieces will have a style appropriate to the Halloween season.

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“It’ll be a lot of the creepier-style large 3D sculptures, and there will be some single-strand pieces as well,” she says. “I was really excited to go back to the style I started with. It’s going to be a great show.”

And although her show hasn’t opened yet, she’s already eagerly plotting what her next pieces will look like. “I’m working on a Stranger Things-themed piece for a project,” she says, “and I want to do more of the silly ‘sad girl’ pieces. I’m going to make more jewelry, too.”

Perhaps Dich’s most exciting upcoming project involves light. “I want to make light fixtures, too,” she says, like an excited student ready for the next challenge. “I studied abroad in Italy, and I remember walking around at night because it was so hot during the day, and I looked up and noticed the way the light caught this one particular fixture, it was like shadows playing. It was unintentional, I think, but it was just really cool.”

Diana Dich’s wire works will be on display Oct. 7 – Nov. 2, 2016 at the WAL Public Market located at 1104 R St. in Sacramento. The opening reception for the show is Friday Oct. 7, 2016, from 6–8 p.m. You can also find Dich’s work online Dianadich.com.

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Oh My Goth

Dark Shadows

Rated PG-13

Tim Burton is one of the most recognizable directors of the past three decades. (Can you believe Pee Wee’s Big Adventure was released almost 30 years ago?) Not only does he look like he could have walked out of one of his own movies, but his filmmaking style is so distinct, it’s unmistakable. He’s practically become his own genre at this point. But is the shtick getting old?

Burton’s quirky, quasi-goth style would seem perfectly suited for a film adaptation of the camp classic, late-‘60s daytime TV show Dark Shadows. A sort of progenitor to True Blood, Dark Shadows presented vampires and other supernatural beings in a melodramatic soap opera format, with blood sucking Barnabas Collins as the show’s central feature.

In the Burton film, the director teams up once again with leading man Johnny Depp as the emotionally conflicted vampire Barnabas. The film opens in the mid-18th century, as the Collins family leaves Liverpool, England, to expand its fishing empire to the New World. The family settles in Maine and founds a town (Collinsport), and erects a lavish estate (Collinwood), as its home. The Collins family is much beloved by the townsfolk, but fickle Barnabas has run afoul with the wrong woman. Angelique Bouchard (Eva Green) is beautiful and borderline obsessed with Barnabas; he doesn’t seem to mind fooling around with her; but, as the saying goes, he’s just not that into her. When his affections turn toward Josette DuPres (Bella Heathcote), Angelique loses it. What’s worse, this woman scorned is also a powerful witch. Using magic, she kills Barnabas’ parents, causes Josette to take a plunge off a cliff and curses Barnabas to walk the Earth forever as a vampire.

That’s not enough for Angelique, however. She leads the town in a witch hunt against Collins, which leads to him being chained, stuffed in a coffin and buried. He remains that way for almost 200 years until construction in the Maine woods outside Collinsport disturbs him from his slumber. He finds himself in the ‘70s with his family’s name and wealth in the wane and his beloved Collinswood in disrepair.

The trailers for Dark Shadows had the film poised as a wacky dark comedy, but it seems to have a bit of an identity crisis. After the opening montage that spells out Barnabas’ past, the film focuses on Heathcote, now in the role of Victoria Winters, who is drawn to Collinswood in pursuit of a job as a governess. If anything, this is one of the most striking sections of the film–mainly because it’s decidedly un-Burton. As Winters rides the train through New England and eventually hitchhikes with a group of hippies, Dark Shadows takes on an almost bucolic quality. The scenery and setting speak for themselves, and a sense of a real time and place takes root.

However, once Winters makes it to Collinswood, it’s Burton full-bore–not that that’s a bad thing. The acting becomes big, the situations are over-the-top and the characters become caricatures. Green and Depp are up to the task. Green is deliciously evil as the film’s villain, who in ‘70s Collinsport has supplanted the Collinses as the top entrepreneur in the fishing business, and Depp alternates between gravely serious to ridiculous. Unfortunately, his funniest moments don’t manifest in dialogue but in his confused reactions to the strange modern world he’s awoken to. Helena Bonham Carter and Jackie Earle Haley also pitch in, but seem under-utilized. On the flipside, megastar Michelle Pfeiffer (Burton’s Catwoman in Batman Returns) is forgettable as matriarch Elizabeth Collins Stoddard; and young rising star Chloe Grace Moretz sinks as Pfeiffer’s over-sexed teenage daughter Carolyn.

Most of Dark Shadows’ best moments occur between Depp and Green, especially a raucous supernatural love scene, but the script feels so fractured, it seems more like it’s jumping from moment to moment than telling a cohesive story. First it focuses on Barnabas’ relationship with Victoria, who seems to be the reincarnation of Josette; then jumps to the Collins family’s attempt to resurrect its fishing empire; then to the troubles young David Collins (Gulliver McGrath) is having with his father; then, back to Barnabas and Victoria, a thread that suffers from the two characters having very little screen time together. Perhaps this is the problem with adapting a series that lasted six seasons into one two-hour film. Unfortunately, the laughs aren’t big enough to cover up the sloppy storytelling.

I’m not ready to toss Burton’s shtick in a coffin and bury it–even though Dark Shadows doesn’t hit the mark, it’s still fun to look at–but it will certainly need some resurrecting after this one. Hopefully, the October release of the animated Frankenweenie will do just that.