That duality never left her. After dropping out of the Rhode Island School of Design (she was three credits shy of a degree in textile design), she drifted into the world of culinary pop-ups. But these weren’t just dinners. They were installations . For one event in a derelict Silver Lake laundromat, she served a seven-course meal inside the dryers, each course paired with a specific spin cycle. Critics called it “pretentious.” Mutha called it “the only way to get the sourdough to rise at that altitude.” But success, even niche success, has a hangover. By 2022, Mutha was exhausted. The pop-ups had garnered a cult following (Beyoncé’s stylist once flew a plate of her koji-cured egg yolk to Paris), but Mutha had stopped sleeping. “I was making art for the algorithm. For the ‘in-the-know’ listicle. I realized I hadn’t drawn a single thing for myself in three years.”
Alison Mutha’s memoir, “The Third Setting,” is available for preorder now. Her show “A Kindness of Crows” runs Nov. 15–Jan. 10 at Regen Projects, Los Angeles. alison mutha magazine article
And in an age of AI-generated scripts, ghostwritten op-eds, and algorithmic anxiety, maybe that is the most radical act left. That duality never left her
“We’ve confused ‘output’ with ‘value,’” she says. “I have a rule: I don’t create anything before 11 a.m. I don’t check my phone until I’ve finished one stupid, useless thing. Draw a snail. Memorize a single line of a poem. Count the number of tiles on your bathroom floor. That’s your real work. The rest is just commerce.” They were installations
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