Michael Pajon
New Work will be on display in the Jonathan Ferrara Gallery booth @
artMRKT San Francisco
May 15th-18th
Fort Mason Center-Festival Pavilion


Many people ask me if these are cut by hand or made in Photoshop until they see them in person, everything is original and painstakingly cut by hand. The materials range in date from the 1880's-1950's roughly. I use playing cards, calling cards, prescription labels, postcards, scientific manuals, text books, matchbooks, children's book illustrations, hand written ledgers, old how to manuals like; popular mechanics, Home Improvements, Railroad Illustrated, and old broadsheets just to name some of the kinds of ephemera that inspire the work.


We were all archaeologists and historians of sorts once. We sifted through our family's belongings and old pictures. Questions naturally arose for our parents, grandparents and ourselves: who is this? When did you go here? Was it really like this? Being entranced by these objects and images, being inquisitive about our origins is something that we all share. Asking the questions and finding their answers is integral to building our own identities.

As the son of an immigrant to Chicago from Colombia, South America who entered this country in the dizzy hopeful atmosphere of the 1960's and a good Irish Catholic girl raised on Chicago's bustling blue collar south side, my own identity is inextricably linked to that of the city. My experiences are the product of the integration and movement of Chicago's populations, the artifacts that groups of people have left behind in the still identifiable ethnic neighborhoods, and the points where cultural identities have overlapped and melded. These experiences and memories peer through my Standard American collage work as well as my print work.

Standard American explores the natural intrigue of finding and handling an object to consider its history. This group of work contemplates the most humble of human remains: old matchbooks from junk shops, antique postcards and books, sheet music from my great aunts collection, cracker jack toys that belonged to my mother, and other objects once treasured, lost and resurrected. By collaging these elements amid drawings and other media, I create small relationships to arrive at a whole image. Like delicate strands of DNA, these tiny pieces, in combination hold the key to unique identity. This identity reflects the best and worst of Americans, the common as well as the fantastic. These inevitable contradictions are the foundation on which identity is built.

The artifacts and images employed in this work evoke a sense of place and history. They entice the viewer to slow down and take in a landscape of information and clues. The work offers a roadmap of an America that seems both imagined and real, a blending of true artifact and an artificial past, a fleeting glimpse and a memory not quite placed.