Gifford’s lazy assemblages of textiles and oil paint – applied so thickly that it’s a miracle the canvases don’t bring the gallery walls down with them – are interested in little but their own form. A handful, as if to expose the artist’s obsessive yet underdeveloped idea of a masterstroke, incorporate domestic objects like the detritus of the laundry room or scraps of the bedroom curtain. Whatever stories these compositions bore in the artist’s studio, in the collector’s home they’ll only gather dust.
Lydia Gifford Low Anchored Cloud
Lydia Gifford
Low Anchored Cloud
★★☆☆☆
On until 13 April 2024
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Alexandre Canonico
Alexandre Canonico
Still
★★★☆☆
Conanico’s slight structures look like they could take flight at any moment.
Gray Wielebinski
Gray Wielebinski
The Red Sun is High, the Blue Low
★☆☆☆☆
I knew that it was possible to understand art and life less after seeing an exhibition. I didn’t, however, imagine that experiencing Wielebinski’s work twice would only compound such damage.
Oisín Byrne
Oisín Byrne
Not Marble
★★☆☆☆
Byrne has a type. Or rather, he’ll paint you into one.
Carla Åhlander, Aaron Amar Bhamr
Carla Åhlander, Aaron Amar Bhamr
Holding Places
★★★☆☆
The illusion is as good as complete.
Shu Lea Cheang
Shu Lea Cheang
Scifi New Queer Cinema, 1994-2023
★★☆☆☆
With material this gratuitously explicit and a curator this absent, it’s a miracle that this project wasn’t shut down by the licencing, or indeed art-historical authorities.
Dayanita Singh
Dayanita Singh
★★☆☆☆
Singh’s pictures cold have been made by at least three other Frith Street artists.
