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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Tamara Henderson
Tamara Henderson
Green in the Grooves
★★★★☆
The whole thing feels like a remake of Wind in the Willows directed by a garden gnome.
Gabriel Hartley
Gabriel Hartley
Floorlines
★★★★★
Desire breeds introspection. Desire breeds mistrust.
Esteban Jefferson
Esteban Jefferson
May 25th, 2020
★★★☆☆
This exhibition is a warning to would-be propagandists: trust art at your peril.
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.
Max Boyla
Max Boyla
Crying like a fire in the sun
★★☆☆☆
Rothko’s abstractions are said to have induced tears in viewers overwhelmed by abstraction. Staring at the sun here, however, barely causes blindness.
Josiane M.H. Pozi
Josiane M.H. Pozi
Through My Fault
★★★☆☆
There’s a group, but they’re as indistinct as the faces of Jesus that regularly appear to people on slices of toast.
