Alison Mutha Magazine Article -

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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

For the last decade, Mutha has been the best-kept secret of the Los Angeles underground—a polymath who refuses to be polymathic. “The moment you call yourself a multi-hyphenate,” she says, sipping cold brew from a ceramic mug that looks like it was thrown by a potter who was very angry at the universe, “you stop being an artist and start being a brand. I’d rather just be late to my own dinner party.” 10 at Regen Projects, Los Angeles

There’s a particular kind of quiet that lives in the canyons of Topanga, California. It’s the sound of chaparral brushing against denim, the low hum of a vintage amplifier warming up, and the soft scratch of a charcoal stick on recycled paper. For , 34, that quiet isn’t an absence of noise. It’s a presence. It’s a choice. I’d rather just be late to my own dinner party

Why you haven’t heard her name yet—and why you won’t forget it now.

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.”

That dinner party, as it happens, is the subject of her upcoming memoir, The Third Setting (out next spring from Tiny Reparations Books). Part recipe collection, part philosophical treatise on creative burnout, and part love letter to her late grandmother—a Tamil mathematician who taught her how to fold samosas and fractals with equal precision—the book is as unclassifiable as Mutha herself. Born in suburban Maryland to an Indian-American cardiologist and a Jewish folk musician from the Bronx, Mutha grew up in a house where a discussion about the Bohr model of the atom could segue into a Dixieland jazz session. “My father wanted me to be a surgeon,” she laughs. “My mother wanted me to be Joan Baez. They compromised by buying me a secondhand Moog synthesizer and a scalpel. I was the only 12-year-old at the science fair who could dissect a frog and score the procedure in D minor.”