Lump Presents:  UNC-Chapel Hill MFA Thesis Exhibitions  March 6th – March 29th: INFRA ULTRA by CJ Murphy / Under the Thumb by Michelle Lisa Polissaint Opening reception: March 6, 6-9 pm April 3rd – April 26th: Nepantla by Wendy Yamilett Moran / Growing Elsewhere: Ghorbatī (غربتی) by Rojano Mohammadzadeh / Blood, Sap, Dirt by Iris Moyan Wang Opening reception: April 3, 6-9 pm

February 6- March 1, 2026 Opening Friday, February 6, 6-9pm Lump Gallery presents How to Ask for Wind When You Want a Storm, a solo exhibition by David Benarroch. Through sculpture, drawing, and mixed media, Benarroch investigates the intimate and dynamic relationships between materials, ideas, and human presence. The works unfold as a single, immersive environment—gestures and forms that lean toward one another, leaving traces that accumulate, drift, and converge. Engaging a broad understanding of memory, the exhibition attends to the ways experience, sensation, and time become inscribed in material and form. Benarroch’s practice explores the fine line between the intentional and the incidental through material expressions of process, gesture, movement, and freedom. Rooted in intimate, hands-on engagement, he works with malleable materials that are allowed to resist, shift, and respond, embracing chance, spontaneity, and play. His intuitive, exploratory process […]

February 6- March 1, 2026 Opening Friday, February 6, 6-9pm “Demons are summoned by the power of their own name”, my friend once told me as a teenager. My last name is Potts. People are their names. Names are magic, names are spells. On the one hand, you may think my people were potters, wouldn’t that be easy and obvious? But research also says Pott was an Old English word for a hole in the ground or a pit, a distinguishing feature of the land where people lived. Potters, dwellers of pitted land, it all ties to earth, to dirt. I am a farmer’s and a coal miner’s grandchild, both diggers of the earth- one making magic in the form of food, one taking rocky treasures to make energy. The earth has been under my familial fingernails for generations, whether […]