they say that smell is the most powerful sense for bringing back memories, and when i saw brooklyn artist carrie bobo‘ work i was immediately transported back to the studio at william & mary. while looking at her monoprint of city streets the first thing i did was remember the smell of turpentine and my head was instantly flooded with memories of printmaking classes at school (that was my major, which sadly i don’t really use right now), rags covered in black ink and the sound of the plate cutter chopping pieces of copper plates for us. i love when artwork can remind you of something so special- and when the work itself is equally special. i love the way of carrie’s pieces, whether they’re prints or paintings, shows the movement of her hand when either adding or subtracting paint from the canvas. as an ex-printmaker it was a delightful trip down memory road to browse her collection. click here to check out more of carrie’s work. thanks, carrie!