in the galleries

Forms of Deceit
Counihan Gallery

my dear friend dunja rmandic co-curated her first exhibition and it opened on thursday night at counihan gallery in brunswick. it features a series of artists, who common thread is their focus on deception, distortion and the bending of truth. mostly contemporary works, although there was a fascinating display of painted lightbulbs from finland, where the custom is to throw them off the cliff as the first rays of spring sun arrive over the edge.

other works i enjoyed included the photographic essay by marita lillie on consent and permission – timely, considering the current intense discussion about consent in australian photography happening in the dailies and art mags. [edit: the art life have launched the ultimate ‘statement‘ about art, sexuality and censorship’ over on their blog]. i loved the photo of the four afro-carribean girls sitting on a fence, all with whistles around their necks. it was obviously at the notting hill carnival and it reminded me of the fantastic time I had there last year. It also reminded me about all the underlying tension and difficulties that get raised during that festival – both from a socio-political level and an urban/navigaton level.

i loved the slightly-obvious-but-still-amusing neonthis is not a sign by kiron robinson, which was hanging in a cabinet dividing the space. and the jon orth banana skins stapled to the wall spelling aposthetic were beautiful. in fact there’s a great pic [on facebook] of the curators and jeff kahn, who opened the exhibition, standing in front of it. cute.

hidden away in its own room was a role reversal, the sound installation by mutstumi nozaki of life in reverse. it was quite good, although not something i felt like listening to, but more to have around.

interestingly, the work which was the feature image on the press, maria stolnik‘s Untitled, 2007 of a woman with a mask across her face, actually looked better in the gallery than it did as a stand-alone image. the actual masks were displayed, with photographs of them being ‘used’ or performed with in-situ and these made the whole context for the work change and become a whole lot clearer.

the catalogue is ace. i love a free catalogue with a show – especially ‘cos it helps me write a blog post about it, but also gives me time to read the context and let it sink in.

all in all a great show and totally worth the hellish trip up there in the freezing-cold wind.

Darn Thorn, Unknown Zone
Natalie Ryan, A Void
Tim Webster, Affected Urbanism 4
Kings ARI

i hadn’t been to kings in a while, so i popped in there on saturday afternoon for a quick peek at their current show, which opened on friday. it’s fantastic! a great mix of media, styles and all clear, concise and top-notch. originally my interest was piqued when i read about tim webster’s show (having a current obsession with all things urbanism), but i’m so glad i got to see the rest of the works too.

darn thorn’s wallpaper works are beautiful, cinematic and haunting works that remind me a little of twin peaks, a little of lost and quite a bit of izabela pluta’s wallpapers. that front gallery at kings is the perfect space for them and the lighting was amazing – just single spots which corresponded to the spot lighting of the works. noice.

natalie ryan made some very creepy looking figures from black material (didn’t catch exactly what, but it looks like valour). the installation is a diorama of black ground, black figures and as such becomes completely about something else. the forms become purely formalist, the objects become metaphors or codes for who knows what and the whole piece becomes about mystery. it’s great. and lovely to draw too.

tim’s work was not as grand as i thought it was going to be, but i still really got a lot out of it. two video/moving works: both of urban indicators – one more literally than the other. red light green light was alternating red/green traffic lights over two screens, like an urban rhythm, or dance. the indicators piece was a grid of 6 flashing orangey-yellow indicators of different shapes and patterns. i realised how much the shapes of these things tell a lot about the car: the age, the brand, the model, all which can give clues into the people driving the vehicles. these codes are especially urban, only really noticed in the bumper-to-bumper-ness of traffic congestion.

and, same as before, top show – go and see it before it finishes at the end of the month.

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bus gallery: jeremy bakker, alone together

A piece from Alone Together
image thanks to betsyinoz from flickr

last week, the delectable miss jones and i went to bus to check out the space. [we’re going to be doing a collaborative work there, and i’ll be showing some works from abracadaver there separately, but at the same time. if you’re asking.]

of course we couldn’t resist checking out the shows that were on and were delighted with jeremy’s exhibition which took sound as a departure point. there was an array of works: drawings, relief sculptures, readymades, paintings, photographs and some video works, all looking at white noise, miniature multiple, static, colour and aural perception. they were all great, although both gemma and i went absolutely ga-ga over a pencil drawing of tiny circular forms. so exquisite! and we just loved this 3D wall piece, with those little cone thingys sticking out of the wall, like megaphonettes. at the other end were little images of what initially appear to be either mouths or ears. turns out they were belly buttons, which was slightly creepy, but thrilling nonetheless.

unfortunately, if you didn’t get to see it, the exhibition finished last weekend. but if you’re going to the young writer’s festival as part of This Is Not Art (TINA) – which i know you all are, jeremy’s part of the artextart exhibition up there.

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promises, promises

it’s been aaaaages since i’ve done some reviews for shows. but i’ve got a few up my sleeve. next wave stuff was ace: ash keating (talk of the town), objects in space (closing party on wednesday night), the homage to shit on sticks by chalkhorse, platform, the schmigloo esky and the little jewellery pieces and prints at alphaville.

but nurse ratchet tells me it’s presentation time at uni, so an extended remix of those reviews will have to wait until thursday. after i’ve been to the OIS closing party. and maybe even after i’ve been to the opening at counihan on thursday night.

and if you’re in london on thursday night, go to elms lesters painting rooms. delta‘s got a show on. and he very nicely invited me, even after i bagged the crap out of the gallery this time last year. lovely boy isn’t he?

ok, i’m out like the vapours (as aaaaaage always says).

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