Gold Rush

 

By Jon Gomez

 

 

Gold Rush

 

 

I didn't know what sadness means,

  

the single most destructive event.

 

I didn't know what tears mean,

 

that's happened in the Sierra Nevada ever

 

These tears that make me cry, I didn't know

 

that even comes close.

 

 

Gold

 

 

 

I knew only about affection, tenderness,

 

not logging, not road building, not extirpation of

 

species.

 

 

Gold Mines

 

  

Because ever since I was little,

 

The indigenous were displaced and slaughtered

 

That's what my mother taught me,

 

and the native food sources,

 

That's what my mother taught me

 

fish, game and piñon pines, were devastated.

 

That and much more.

About The Artist

 

Jon Gomez is a Mexican-American multimedia artist and recent M.F.A. graduate from New York’s School for Visual Arts. As an artist born in Los Angeles and raised in Mexico, his works travel freely between the universals of Southern California and the lived reality of Latin American communities. Landscapes that predate U.S. expansionism often feature in his recent installations—lands that frame the evolution of immigration, identity, and nationalism in 21st-century America. Jon lives and works in Brooklyn, New York.

  

This series of images are sketches and early explorations in two dimensions. Each work is comprised of aerial photographs of gold mines in Nevada and typography from gold rush propaganda, an event responsible for the catastrophic destruction of the Western United States. In the photographs taken from space, you can see the disruption of the landscape for the purpose of the acquisition of mere particles of gold.

 

See more work by Jon Gomez at jongomez.com.