One of Chicago’s most underappreciated sculptors, this SAIC prof crafts elaborate pieces out of tooled leather that she dries out in her Humboldt Park studio. A John Milton acolyte, Jackson often carves phrases from his epic poems, such as Paradise Lost, into the ornate exteriors.
Is your piece Fate Saves a wearable sculpture?
It’s a sandwich board made from leather, called Fate Saves the Undoomed
You teach a class about humor in art. What’s so funny about contemporary art?
There are a lot of parallels between how comedy is written and how art is made. We look at the question, do you get it? How do we keep the punch line locked into the artwork so people can search for it? There’s an agreement between the maker and the viewer.
So you teach art jokes?
In the class I don’t expect people to make funny art at all. I try to make it really clear that I’m not funny. Actually the class is called That’s Not Funny.
What’s not funny?
It’s from an old feminist joke: How many feminists does it take to screw in a lightbulb?
“That’s not funny.”
[Laughs] It’s so stupid, the idea of being insulted by being told a joke.