Online Art Exhibition
Call and Response: Collaboration at a Distance Round 12

Call and Response: Collaboration at a Distance Round 12

In March 2020 when we went on lockdown due to the pandemic, the Shoebox Arts team created “Call and Response: Collaboration at a Distance” as a way to stay connected and to check in with and support each other. We are now going into Round 13 and have enjoyed the process, experiences and friendships that we have made. The project draws on the tradition of Jazz and Exquisite Corpse as a way for the artists to ping pong creatively off of each other. We are looking forward to continuing on for as long as we are needed.

Please join us for the opening reception of the online exhibition via zoom Saturday March 11, 11am-1pm pst.

Featured Artists:

Adriana Zúñiga Velásquez, Stacey Moore, Aidan Mirowsky, Pradnya Kapshikar, Ameyalli Gutiérrez, Azucena “Susie” Trejo Williams, Anne M Bray, Moya Devine, ASHLEY HESTER, Chrystal Robinson-Shofroth, ASHWIN A C, Kelly Clark, Aya Sabry, Alise Sheehan, Brenda Oelbaum, Nino Khundadze, Bushra Gill, Corinne Lightweaver, Candice Greathouse, Mizz Conchi Sanford, Carla Pohl, Priscila Huerta Avila, Debra Vodhanel, Lara Buffard, Elisabeth Kelvin, Zara Kuredjian, Eva Lin Fahey, Mary Frances Christine Ruffatto, Eva-Marie Amiya, VIJAY RAGHAVAN, ilke ilter, Beatrice (Bea) Antonie Martino, Joan Green, Kerrie Smith, Jody Zellen, Anda Marcu, Julie O’Sullivan, Charlotte Forté-Parnell, Kamelyta, Francisco Alvarado, Kim Niehans, Beth McCoy, Kristen Stephen, Aazam Irilian, Larisa-Elena Stan, Shirley Murphy, Leo Francisco, Clara Bolle, Lina Kogan, Genie Davis, Lucy Julia Hale, Ann Storc, Lyla Paakkanen, BEATRICE WOLERT, Matt Milligan, Joseph Alford, Michael Irudayaraj, Jesse Klassen, Michele “Mish”, Ibuki Kuramochi, Michele Mekel, Tina Minal, Michelle Rozic, john hogan, MYLES BROWN, Sabene Rizvi, Pau Gold, Cybil Cavalieri, Pia MYrvoLD, Bimbola Akinbola, Rebecca Bennett Duke, Theodore Heublein, Reksi Muhammad Sidik, Ivonne Navas Dominguez, Rory Sloan, Jennifer Hathaway, Sean-Michael Gettys, Gabriel Embeha, Stacie Birky Greene, ADEOLA DAVIES-AIYELOJA, Stacy Prihoda, Samantha Ayers, Theresa Francisco, Victoria Martino

Call and Response: Collaboration at a Distance Round 1 can be seen here Round 2 can be seen here Round 3 can be seen here and Round #4 can be seen here Round 5 can be seen here Round 6 can be seen here Round 7 can be seen here Round 8 can be seen here Round 9 can be seen here Round 10 can be seen here Round 11 can be seen here

Round 13 is open for participation through March 28 at 4pm pst. Info on how to submit is here

Cover photo by Lyla Paakkanen

Artist talk held on March 13, 11am PST

Adriana Zúñiga Velásquez and Stacey Moore

1 Adriana Zúñiga Velásquez – Daños
2 Stacey Moore
3 Adriana Zúñiga Velásquez – silencio entre lineas
4 Stacey Moore
5 Adriana Zúñiga Velásquez – abriendo las entrañas
6 Stacey Moore
7 Adriana Zúñiga Velásquez – Dibujando
8 Stacey Moore
9 Adriana Zúñiga Velásquez – Recuerdo constante
10 Stacey Moore
11 Adriana Zúñiga Velásquez – ¡No te desvanezcas!
12 Stacey Moore
13 Adriana Zúñiga Velásquez – Fluir
14 Stacey Moore

Aidan Mirowsky and Pradnya Kapshikar

Ameyalli Gutierrez and Azucena Susie Trejo Williams

1 Ameyalli Gutiérrez
2 Trejo Williams Ephemeral series
3 Ameyalli Gutiérrez
6 Trejo Williams Ephemeral series
7 Ameyalli Gutiérrez
8 Trejo Williams Ephemeral series
9 Ameyalli Gutiérrez
10 Trejo Williams Ephemeral series
10 Ameyalli Gutiérrez

Anne M Bray and Moya Devine

Ashley Hester and Chrystal Robinson

Aya Sabry and Alise Sheehan

Bimbola Akinbola and Pia MYrvolD

Brenda Oelbaum and Nino Khunadze

7.Brenda Oelbaum
8 Nino Khundadze The flow
9.Brenda Oelbaum
10 Nino Khundadze Abstract Portrait
11.Brenda Oelbaum
10 Nino Khundadze Abstract Portrait
13.Brenda Oelbaum
14 Nino Khundadze Birds

16 Nino Khundadze Scream


Dots fill in spaces,
Lines connect with lines,
Past runs out of the time,
Present crosses the mind!

Memories overload the cup,
Wounds start to bleed in pain with blood,
Feelings are impossible to cope,
I want to run, but I stop!

Soul screams, but there is no sound.
Heart bleeds, but blood is nowhere to be found.
Eyes cry, but no tears to wipe.
I open my mouth to speak, but I scream!
Still no sound!

23.Brenda Oelbaum
24 Nino Khundadze Behind cry_smile
25.Brenda Oelbaum
26 Nino Khundadze Behind cry_smile

26 Nino Khundadze Behind cry_smile

When you cry
the earth is crying!
When you smile
the universe smiles!

Bushra Gill and Corinne Lightweaver

Candice Greathouse and Conchi Sanford

1 Candice Greathouse”Loving You”
2 Conchi Sanford_DUST
3 Candice Greathouse”The Sound of a Heartbeat is”
4 Conchi Sanford_FALLING
5 Candice Greathouse”Trees Breeze”
6 Conchi Sanford_Wind
7 Candice Greathouse”Trees Breeze V.2”
8 Conchi Sanford_CHANGE
9 Candice Greathouse”Hollow Graphic”
10 Conchi Sanford_TREE FLASH
11 Candice Greathouse”🔥💨🎈
12 Conchi Sanford_BULL SHIT
13.Candice Greathouse”BUTTER FLYY”
14 Conchi Sanford_CREEPER

Carla Pohl and Priscila Huerta

Debra Vodhanel and Lara Buffard

Elisabeth Kelvin and Zara Kuredjian

Eva Lin Fahey and Mary Ruffatto

Eva-Marie Amiya and Vijay Raghavan

Ilke Ilter and Beatrice Antonie Martino

Ivonne Navas Dominguez and Reksi Muhammad Sidik

3 Ivonne Navas
4 Reksi Muhammad Sidik

Joan Green and Kerrie Smith

Jody Zellen and Anda Marcu

Julie O’Sullivan and Charlotte Forté-Parnell

Kamelyta and Francisco Alvarado

Kim Niehans and Beth McCoy

Kristen Stephen and Aazam Irilian

Larisa-Elena Stan and Shirley Murphy

Leonardo Francisco and Clara Bolle

Lina Kogan and Genie Davis

2B Genie Davis


Within the architecture of a dream
I stand,
room upon room.
Within the ritual of loss

I can
traverse every ruin.
I see the squares that form a circle,
the eddies in the waves,

the lies that slip
to save us,
and those we wash away.
Cities and shorelines

rise, fall, fade.
Your history becomes
my memory,
your sorrow, my stage.

Into each layer of forgiveness,
through the passing strange,
take the road in wonder ridden,
be the celibates of change.

4C Genie Davis

Pause Break

You are taking a pause,
a break,
but you break things.
Tab back and forth

thinking things can change,
back the way they came,
like how it rains,
when the dead die.

Bury me beneath this sea.
Life is brief, and we are flame,
flicker out in sudden blame.
Ahead there is another light.

Burn bright there.
The living go down,
go on down,
go on, down.

N never again,
E enjoy.
D desire me.
A agony because you cannot,

pause this.
Break the bank.
Tab back –
tab forward.

Either way
the curve is deep and lovely.
Either way
the angle is sharp, unscalable.

Be round like the moon,
square as the window,
steep as the roof,
opaque as the view.

Clear as the sky,
dark as the sea,
red as the waiting,
blue again – breathe.


8B Genie Davis


The chemistry of sizzling
cuts through the city of darkness,
where iron pyrite

combustible with water,
joins elements that mimic
The wide beach

arcs toward illuminated hills
and a dark and wondrous sea.
There floats every lie and
cursed word

every impulsive reckoning.
Speak in the haste of the heart
and regret it,
worn by exhaustion

and the unheard, undiagnosed
untruths. Oh, to float back to
the halcyon days of plastered-over

The legacy of loss, revenge for
unkindness, unlove.
You cannot measure.

Not with the balance of
periodic tables
or the weight of pain and ages.
I do not yet know

what I have gained.
On balance, none of us
ever do.
Birth guarantees

nothing. But a certain
sunrise bright
before the rain
that took us to the beery boardwalk

one summer
amid the dunes of being young.
An artist stood painting the sun’s portrait,
we watched him –

half in love.
He said, smoking,
ladies, I do not know the combustion point.
But I do accept the formula of knowledge.

10B Genie Davis

End Point

So this is it
the point of no return,
from which ships cast off
And new lives are born.

So this is it
the door has finally sealed.
There is no path forward,
despite the appeals.

So this is now,
and that was then.
A time of change and reckoning.
You see the light,

darkness fell.
You know the truth,
it’s just as well –
you began the ruse

But cannot tell –
you broke your spell
of only lies,
leaving when you
lose the disguise.

So this is it,
so long, farewell.
I knew it would come,
because time does tell.

And so this is that time,
as sunset flies
in the commanding
dark of the burning sky.

12B Genie Davis

Perfect Passed

Have you ever seen something perfect?
Treasure it, hold it,
watch it get crushed?
When we all go to dust

are we magical filaments,
the sparkles of fairies,
lighting bolts
cast at exclusion

through Zeus-like fingers
in the pale dawn?
Are we the brilliant transience
of dreams or

weighted, heavy
as charcoal ash settling
over a coal-burning town
in the thick need of winter?

No matter,
stork, star, stem
root, seed, they grow
decay, demean, delay.

They go. We are done for.
No matter how light the legacy
of our dazzling

  • or more mundane –

dust. Broken
things get swept away
as they crumble, they must…
perfect, unusual petals

circle in. Do not
crush them only to
inhale the fragrance
of power and grasp.

It too will not last.
“This too will pass.”
If you see perfect,
covet and remember it

from a distance
of future past.
Have you seen…
are you missing?

This is a Requiem mass.



What lies below, beneath, across –
dissolving into, or from, loss?
Feline, humane,
human, fallible,

the grid of the stairs
descends and rises.
How does one describe

Where in the frenzied moment
of change when what was
to have united us, came
apart, unraveled…

What sequence of the dream
is this, what cause, what bliss?
You take the words
wrongly out of my mouth.

When did you feel the tired
journey going south?
What magnet pulled the compass
so far off course?

Or did it always point here?
Which is worse?
The cats stand at the top
of the stairs

chasing demons or their tails,
the garden rustles,
the wind rails,
and on we sail, on.

Lucy Hale and Ann Storc

1 Lucy Hale
2 Ann Storc
10 Ann Storc