This show could have been solid five-star material. But I only got to see it through the gallery’s window because the staff didn’t let me come in a quarter of an hour before their official preview even though the door was wide open. That’s for the best because what I did see – paintings of foliage familiar in style from Ikea wallpapers that the press release claims are metaphors for “colonisation and migration of bodies across the Atlantic” – deserved even less attention.
Kevin Brisco Jr But I Hear There Are New Suns
Kevin Brisco Jr
But I Hear There Are New Suns
★★☆☆☆
On until 18 November 2023
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Xie Nanxing
Xie Nanxing
Hello, Portrait!
★★★★☆
Looking at Xie’s portraits is a little like wearing a virtual reality headset over only one eye.
Victor Man
Victor Man
The Absence That We Are
★★★☆☆
Man’s colours are only a small nudge of the wheel from Tretchikoff’s infamous portrait of the Chinese girl.
Diego Marcon
Diego Marcon
Dolle
★★★☆☆
Idle work became indistinguishable from leisure, vegetative time-passing from family life.
Vinca Petersen
Vinca Petersen
Me, Us and Dogs
★★★☆☆
Close up, Petersen’s innocents today conjure ideas of redneck resistance. At scale, of state-marketed utopia. The middle ground is envy.
Robert Ryman
Robert Ryman
Line
★★★☆☆
The artist’s signature becomes a distress call.
Sosa Joseph
Sosa Joseph
Pennungal: Lives of women and girls
★★★★★
The night, finally, recognises despair and witnesses infanticide.”
