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Art and America Review of Rebekah Bogard's "Love & Leisure" Exhibition


Rebekah Bogard's fantastic ceramic animals combine cat and rabbit ears, sweet snouts, rams' horns, curving wings and undulant slender tails: her shrubs are stacks of bubble shapes and her outsized toadstools are capped by a circle of plump hearts.  Using hand-built, low-fire earthenware, she creates a magic playland of these ebullient hybrids.  In this show, their habitat included walls painted with a pale blue sky in which white clouds floated here and there, and with low, yellow-green hills, turning the gallery into a meadow. 

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LA Times Review of Rebekah Bogard at Sam Lee Gallery

David Pagel


On first glance, Bogard has crafted a cotton candy wonderland. Its flora consists of lollipop trees (some 6 feet tall), bulbous bushes and starfish flowers, which are bigger than bowling balls. Its fauna includes a flock of oversize hummingbirds and a dozen pet-size creatures that appear to be the crossed offspring of bunnies and squirrels, with a smattering of fawn, piglet and raccoon mixed into their discombobulated DNA.



Art Ltd. Review of "Heaven" at American Museum of Ceramic Arts

Christopher Michno

Rebekah Bogard’s new installation at the American Museum of Ceramic Art, “Heaven,” feels a bit like a pagan chapel. In itself, that phrase suggests an oxymoron and points to the hybridized symbolism in Bogard’s work. “Heaven” fills a small room that is an old bank vault, giving the installation a cocoon-like atmosphere. (The thick, steel doors are slightly disconcerting-what if you were locked in?) Instead of the pleasure of pain associated with statuettes of the saints in their ecstasy or Christian martyrs in their agony, Bogard’s devotional space is bristling with fecundity.

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Ceramics Monthly, In Pursuit of Beauty

Rebekah Bogard

Daily living can be  a draining chore with endless to do lists, long lines, and traffic jams.  Mundane and monotonous, the week drags by only to fast forward over the weekend.  It is a miserable routine that weighs on the human spirit as we delude ourselves in our workaday lives and forget the beautiful and mysterious world we live in. 



Clay Times, Rebekah Bogard's Large-scale Works

K. T. Anders

Surrounded by sassy insects, pastel fantasy animals with long, curling tails frolic with each other, perch on puffy clouds, and lounge in bathtubs strewn with blossoms.  Rebekah Bogard's sculptures look cute and girlie-girlie-until you take a closer look.  Then you pause: What are those creatures doing?  And-my gosh, ranging from nearly three to over six-feet high, they are so big!  After another moment, you reconsider: could this actually be art-complete with sophisticated design elements and a point of view?

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