April Nineteenth (The Number)

One of the youngest African American artists of the south in the ’90s, Lockett engaged elements of African American conjurational materials, aesthetics rooted in African spiritual symbolism: an amalgam of rust, wire, and Blackness. Mentored by his cousin Thornton Dial, Lockett teetered between generations—one made up of survivors of Jim Crow and the Civil Rights era; the other, battling new structures of systemic racism. Much of his work grapples with death and how loss haunts community and triggers one’s innermost fears. Until his tragic passing in 1998, as a result of HIV-induced pneumonia, Lockett’s practice alluded to his personal battle and memorialization of self.

“Well, my artwork, ever since I’ve been a kid, it always has been my strength you know, something positive about me. You know lately I’ve been going through a lot of hard times, but I kind of like lost my way. But you know, anytime I kinda want to regain myself when I lose myself, I go back to my artwork, my drawings.” - Ronald Lockett