“When invited to make temporary pieces for exhibitions, she would sculpt them so well they’d be impossible to dismantle. And then she’d refuse to gift them to the institution.”
– Writer
Dale Berning Sawa, on the determination of late land and conceptual artist
Nancy Holt. In a genre that “appears as an almost perfect distillation of the art world’s history of male privilege,” (critic Megan O’Grady), Holt was making sure that her voice was there to stay.
