I recently had the pleasure of stumbling across the work of Mickey Smith and I must admit that I find her work is both intriguing and oddly surreal. As a lover of text in the art world, the work of this Minnesota-native strikes a unique chord that steps away from the contrived and conceptualized scripting of the likes of Rucha and instead delves into photographing the no-nonsense design and aesthetics of books that already exist within the modern library. Looking at Smith's pictures, one can almost pick up that signature collegiate library smell wafting through the hum of fluorescence that serenades the shifting canvas covers of medical journals and the perpetual squint of still trying to understand the Dewey Decimal System.
