Sarah Roberts: Torremolinos-Tableaux-Tongue-Twister (After Sun) & Mark Jackson: Face Is The Closest @ Block 336, 336 Brixton Rd – Brixton
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Sarah Roberts installation view |
Block 336 has room for two substantial shows, but this impressive pair feels like a whole: Sarah Roberts collects surfaces, here from the capital of crass tourism, Torremolinos, and repurposes them into a cult city unified by redness of object and light in the post-beach sunset in which ‘dark closed in on the pinks… amidst the dried renders crumbling’ *. Mark Jackson’s paintings of barely-present faces evade readability through a marble-smooth screen-like effect built from layers of translucent glazes with a hint of psychedelia. They might be just the right insubstantial inhabitants for Roberts’ paradoxically three dimensional world of surfaces.
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Mark Jackson: Surfacing, 2016 |
* from Roberts’ text
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Spring
Anne Collier, Positive (California), 2016 in 'You Are Looking at Something That Never Occurred'
Spring is bursting forth with photography shows, perhaps on the basis that the Photo London (18-21 May at Somerset House) will see the full blossoming. Wolfgang Tillmans at the Tate, 'You Are Looking at Something That Never Occurred' at the Zabludowicz Collection, the Deutsche Börse prize show at the Photographers Gallery (which has 4/4 worthy winners), 'Double Take' at Skarstedt and Christopher Williams at David Zwirner are prominent and impressive manifestations, Saatch's selfie show prominent but (though there are good bits) a mess. Roger Ballen at Hamiltons is also worth mentioning, and here are a couple of other less obvious choices from the bouquet:
Scarlett Hooft Graafland: Discovery @ Flowers Gallery, 21 Cork St - Central
To 29 April: www.flowersgallery.com
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Still Life with Camel, 2016 - 120 x 150cm |
Flowers is blooming just now, as the gallery has its best painter at Kingsland Road (David Hepher) and an interesting new-to-Britain photographer at Cork Street. Much-travelled Scarlett Hooft Graafland is one of several photographers to have impressed me in the Netherlands*, and her panoramic landscape images of exotic countries with performative sculpture added cleverly conjoin beauty, humour, a surrealist streak, art references and cultural import. Take Still Life with Camel, made in the United Emirates: an absurd take on Christo which subsumes what could have been a biblical scene of camel and riders into a joyous mass of pink. Or Salt Steps: the Incredible Hulk meets Koonsian inflatables as a Bolivian man’s would-be-power is lampooned by his inability to see where he’s going.
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Salt Steps, 2004 |
* You could make a Dutch school to rival the Finish (currently on view at Purdy Hicks) with women dominant: Marleen Sleeuwits, Awoiska van der Molen, Amie Dicke, Sara Bjarland, Melanie Bonajo, Annegret Kellner, Fleur van Dodewaard and Dana Lixenberg would be my other choices...
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Elger Esser: Morgenland @ Parasol unit, Wharf Rd - Hoxton
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Salwa Bahry I (detail), Egypt, 2011. C-print, Diasec, 97 x 124 cm |
The key to German Elger Esser’s photographs of conflicted territories which appear ‘too quiet’, in the classic Wayne-spoken formulation of the American Western, is his perfect pitch. That brings just the right degree of implication to modest-sounding proposals: ‘fake an archive of views from Israel / Palestine in 1948’; ‘make big modern photos of Lebanon and the Nile look like fading postcards’; ‘ask another artist to complement your travelogue with paintings of local orchids’ and, best of all, 'show either side of a border view printed on either side of a sculpturally propped sheet of copper’.
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Installation view with 'One Sky' series centre: Photography by Ben Westoby, Courtesy of Parasol unit foundation for contemporary art
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Talking of 1948…
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Ella Littwitz: No Vestige of a Beginning, No Prospect of an End @ Copperfield Gallery, 6 Copperfield Street - Southwark
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Installation view |
Ella Littwitz provides an object lesson in how to generate a political and emotional charge from simple-looking means - all relating to the expansion of Israel into Palestine territory. A filigree bronze cast of Dittrichia Viscosa represents the first plant to colonise disrupted territory, its allopathic qualities enriching the metaphor. Traces of the non-native pine refer to its mass introduction as a sign of support for Zionism: every Israeli receives a tree on birth, and you can have a plaque in the forest named for you if you buy enough extra trees - the imperialist narrative is strong enough for Hezbollah to have attacked trees! A sort of cellular growth of connected unpicked footballs evokes the story of how UN officials collected and returned balls which children in a school close the border had kicked into a minefield in 1948.
"More poetry than instruction", "More instruction than poetry", chalk on Blackboard, 70 x 70 x 2 cm each
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Nathalie Djurberg& amp; Hans Berg @ Lisson Gallery, 27 Bell Street – Edgeware Rd
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Still from Worship, 2016 |
Nathalie Djerberg and her musical mood-darkening collaborator Hans Berg have tended to prefer experiment to formula in recent years, with patchy results. But here they return to what they’re known for, with three short and transgressive claymation films. If you want a goat suckling a tiger, an aubergine car and frankfurter motorbike, turds growing up lively, a moon which moons (buttocks added for the purpose), a doughnut drinking tea, love made to a banana and a well-hung matador applying his best estocada to sponge cake, then these short films are for you. It’s hard not be jealous of such a playfully perverse subconscious.
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Still from Delights of an Undirected Mind, 2016 |
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Maria Lassnig: A Painting Survey 1950-2007 @ Hauser & Wirth, Savile Row - Central
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Self-portrait with speech bubble, 2006 - Oil on canvas, 200 x 150 cm
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Following her shows at the Serpentine (2008) and Tate Liverpool (2016), it’s not exactly a secret that Maria Lassnig (1919-2014) was one of the best painters of the last 50 years, but this estate-driven show reinforces the point with examples not previously seen in Britain. It clarifies her geographically-driven phases rather well: from early Viennese experiments in hard-edged abstraction to more expressionist abstracts leading up to her move to Paris in 1961, where she developed her ‘body-aware’ style of figuration. Relatively realistic works followed as she found herself a painter reacting against the prevalent conceptual use of media in New York (1968-80). She returned to Vienna in 1980 to become, at 60, the nation’s first female professor of art. Self-portrait with Speech Bubble is typical of Lassnig's late, great flowering, showing her concern with the directly sensing parts of the body – no need, it seems here, for a brain.
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Girl with Wine Glass, 1971 - oil on canvas, 178 x 127cm
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Richard Mosse: Incoming @ Curve Gallery, The Barbican
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Still from Incoming, 2016 |
Richard Mosse made a big splash at the 2013 Venice Biennale with his film of the ongoing war in the Congo. He shot it with discontinued reconnaissance infrared film which turned much of the battle scenery pink, so infecting the scenes with a surprising look which also carried political resonance. Can he replicate that kind of impact? It seems so: The Curve features film footage centering on refugees movements and still images of the associated camp infrastructure. Both are taken with a thermal camera which can distinguish people at a distance of 30 km and, as such, is classified as a weapon for export purposes. Again, the aesthetic is beautiful and distinct. Seeing thermally removes racial differences but emphasises mortality. Even though Mosse doesn’t really exploit the unusual dimensions of the Curve, his name can be added to the list of artists who – out of 27 high quality commissions - have excelled there over the last decade: Richard Wilson, Clemens von Wedermeyer, Robert Kusmirowski, Celeste Boursier-Mougenout, Song Dong and Random International.
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Hellinikon Olympic Arena, 2016, digital c-print on metallic paper |
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Architecture as Metaphor @ Griffin Gallery, 21 Evesham St - Latimer Rd
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Evy Jokhova: Installation view of Puddle, 2011 - film with mirror |
There are several good reasons to visit the Griffin Gallery. Free coffee; the sculpture, paintings and drawings exploring ‘architecture as metaphor’ have been chosen astutely; Phyllida Barlow, just ahead of her Venice appearance, links a typical sculptural pile to a spot-on stream of consciousness about getting lost in The Barbican (we’ve all been there if we’ve been there); Peter Newell Price pulls off the improbable project of making a rose window out of graphite. Yet the main reason for attendance could well be the film works by Gary Stevens, Evy Jokhova, Jemima Burrill and Lucy Gunning.
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Jemima Burrill: stills from Cleaner, 2004 |
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Fiona Curran relaxes in her installation Pale Horizon, 2013 |
The cavernous Menier gallery - a good charitable cause ('Paintings in Hospitals') but also a space for hire with dodgy shows likely to result - has shifted its model by inviting Kristian Day to bring together a nap hand of nine painters who all bring a savvy joi de vivre to a dialogue between decorative embellishment and serious intent. Among many pleasures is a cheeky hang which gets away with installing groups of separate works on top of each other. Fiona Curran, who shows a new stream of single works made with combined canvases, emerges as the widest ranging: she also wrote the press release, and her enticing installation is the main sculptural work. That contains ostrich feathers, encouraging us to notice that what we read as clouds in her paintings are actually the bodies of ostriches, in a neat reversal of our established tendency to see animals in clouds.
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Fiona Curran: Body of an Ostrich, 2017 (diptych, 91 x 93cm |
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Aleksander Hardashnakov: You Turn On Me @ Union Pacific. 17 Goulston Street – Aldgate
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Installation view with 'Find Your Own!', 'Pregnant Barbie', Stalker' and 'Painting for Liliana' |
Toronto artist Aleksander Hardashnakov is an arch avoider of the signature style, but there’s a dark humour to quite a few of the 21 canvases which ring Union Pacific’s space cheek by jowl. He says ‘everything is inspiring’, and they channel all sorts of templates from Georgia O’Keefe to Kasimir Malevich. Hands meace, Barbie is pregnant, keychains cause stress… The circle of works is reflected in a charity collection style sculptural contraption in which coins run around hypnotically before disappearing down its black hole… to land on the floor. So much for the show’s economics, you can retrieve your money. Hardashnakov would like to make this as a public sculpture open to vortex-addicted skateboarders. I’d like to see that: the next 4th plinth vacancy is in 2022…
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Black hole, tip jar, wishing well (proposal for public sculpture), 2017 |
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Rhys Coren: Whistle Bump Super Strut, 270-276 Kingsland Rd - Haggerston
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A slow (intro), 2017 - spray paint, acrylic and pencil on board |
‘Two painting shows in a row!?’, I teased Dave Hoyland, ‘Are you selling out?’ ‘Luckily’, he says, ‘yes’ – which must be welcome after Seventeen’s ill-fated New York venture. And it’s easy to see why Rhys Coren’s funky abstractions, originally scheduled for the US, are popular. But there’s quite a lot to them, too: they’re not straight paintings but combinations of laser-cut wood like intricate puzzles; the colours are muted yet lively in combination; they’re replete with complicating effects like blurred areas, drop shadows and surfaces treated to resemble patio paving; each has a snappy title and these are joined up to turn the press release into a poem... Dance the dance, dancing feet / Red-faced with embarrassment / Cheeky, cheeky. Naughty, sneaky / Shame on you (if you can’t dance, too)...
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All My Beautiful Evil is Melting, 2017 - spray paint, acrylic and pencil on board |
Gordon Cheung: Unknown Knowns @ Edel Assanti, 74a Newman Street - Fitzrovia
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Turkey Carpet (after Francesco Fieravino,1650-1680 ), 2017, giclée on canvas, 128 x 136cm
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Gordon Cheung is known for apocalyptically coloured paintings which play against the collaged backdrop of stock listings as a charged way of exploring capitalism and its cyclic discontents. These, have become increasingly baroque, as in the tulips in which pre-sculpted paint forms fully modelled petals. Now two new series play off that practice. Grand panoramas use sand to irritate the surface as they subvert Chinese painting traditions by showing 21st century realities. And digital prints on canvas run with the computerisation of stock listings and the distortions of the market, by allowing a programme glitch to disrupt the data files of their image sources to bewitching effect. These, even when you know they’re the only flat works in the show, often look remarkably textured.
A Thousand Plateaus, 2016 - financial newspaper, inkjet, acrylic and sand on linen, 200 x 450cm triptych
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Saad Qureshi: time | memory | landscape @ Gazelli Art House, 39 Dover St - Central
As the show title spells out, perhaps a little too didactically, Saad Qureshi’s two new streams of work combine time, memory and landscape. The results might be called mindscapes: big vistas made with charcoal applied to the sumptuous surface of brick dust create memories of nature in the classic material of the manmade; and smaller views burnt into paper with a soldering iron suggest how places may be seared into the memory. Both those resonant uses of material took effort: it wasn’t a simple matter for Qureshi to find a supplier willing to crush their bricks to powder for him; and the six works on paper are the survivors from 37, most of which caught a little too much fire!
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Scorched lines - S1, 2016 - burnt paper, 57 x 70cm |
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Kazuo Shiraga @ LĂ©vy Gorvy, 22 Old Bond St - Central
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Chikisei Sesuisho, 1960 - Oil on canvas, 130 x 193 cm
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I take little notice of the market, but it’s hard not to be aware that the price of a good Shiraga has increased tenfold in the ten years since the leading GutaĂŻ member (1924-2008) last showed solo in London. And these are good examples, especially the three from the ‘Margin series’, named for outlaw characters in the Chinese saga of bandits revelling against the emperor – just as Shiraga rebelled against convention by sliding across and swirling around the paint (actually applied by his wife) into place with his feet as he swung across the canvas. What started as a provocative action in 1954 generated a stream of supra-residual results combining violence, dance and meditation. Shiraga went on producing them until his death, undeflected by being a Buddhist priest from 1971.
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Mid-fifties action.... |
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Frankfurt-based Sebastian Stöhrer sets up a striking array of anthropomorphic ceramics which yet retain some vestigial potential for functionality. Maybe it’s a forest of forms, as Stöhrer includes wooden legs and even a collar of fungus on one of his folkloric figures. Up close, the alchemical glaze colours and witty inventions of form make this an engaging contribution to the recent resurgence of clay in art.Here's a would-be-jug with tongue and balls:
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Rebecca Meanley: ‘The inexplicable moments of painting’ @ Cadogan Contemporary, 87 Old Brompton Rd – South Kensington
To 4 March: www.cadogancontemporary.com
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Untitled (ochre-magenta), 2016 - oil on canvas, 145cm x 145cm
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It’s an old twist: ‘actually that’s not an abstract painting’, you say, ‘but a highly realistic representation of an abstract painting’. Just so, in a way, Rebecca Meanley’s 16-strong 2016 set of 1.45m square canvasses all start by depicting the rag she used to wipe away paint from the last one in the cycle, and then diverge into the wet-into-wet realm of intuitive colour and gesture. ‘Oh but they are beautiful!’ you will say, which is hard to deny, but it’s the intensity of exploration which gives them the backbone without which beauty can be mush.
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The artist in and largely with Caribbean Blue, I reckon |
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Mark Woods: ‘A Return to Old Certainties’ and Lee Maelzer: ‘Losing Up For Made Time’ @ Lubomirov / Angus-Hughes, 26 Lower Clapton Rd – Hackney
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A glimpse into Mark Woods' installation |
Here’s a fine contrasting double show. Upstairs Mark Woods makes a spectacular presentation of a decade’s production of glamorously kitted out sculpture-jewel-toys serried in the drawers of superbly carpentered cabinets and reflected in the spinning mirrors of an impressive peephole kaleidoscope installation. Woods’ objects transcend function, but would fit in with sex being sold as a religion: the old certainties of commerce, desire and god are artificialised, and in the middle sits a gleaming black heart. The hemmed-in basement space, dark at the building’s heart, also holds many works, but these are a tributary of Lee Maelzer’s practice: intensely atmospheric small photographs and collages, often with painted interventions, which feed into her paintings – which are often of dimly lit interiors.
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Lee Maelzer: Birthday Cake, 2013, altered photograph,
19 x 15 cm
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Luiz Zerbini @ Stephen Friedman Gallery, 25-28 Old Burlington St – Central
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Cabec? a d'Agua, 2016, Acrylic on linen, 240 x 240cm |
It’s a measure of how tough it is for artists that few from Max Wigram's roster have been picked up by other London galleries – as Luiz Zerbiini has - since Max Wigram’s precipitate closure in 2015. The Brazilian works across abstraction and representation separately but simultaneously, and it’s obvious how the streams of painting influence each other: the patterns of Rio’s reality are exaggerated, the abstracts suggested perceptual hazing of the world. A similar to and fro operates in his unusual and historically resonant collages of found slides. Plus, in a new development, Zerbini has started to apply obsessive pencil workings to some canvases, and the low key pseudo-metallic look of that has also started to spread into his whole practice.
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Quadrado Novo, 2016, Acrylic on canvas, 220 x 160cm |
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Adam Hennessey: Smile @ New Art Projects, 6D Sheep Lane - Cambridge Heath
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Sheep Murder, 2016 - 155 x 110cm |
Young painter Adam Hennessey describes his work as ‘squishing large things into small spaces’. That’s true of many of the wittily ebullient acrylics on show here – several smiley faces jostle to be sunniest, and birds struggle to fit in their framing. But there’s no squishing required to get these 25 canvases into Fred Mann's expansive new space. Indeed, there’s enough capacity to hold a room back for small works on paper to be painted ready for a closing event on 4 March. Hennessey has a particular affinity with fingers and sheep: the former appear directly several times , though the ‘Finger Alphabet’ merely points to an anagram caused by alphabetical order; a characterfully distinguished herd of the latter seem to have been shot – if only, perhaps, with paint – before they can enjoy the lushest grass you ever didn’t really see, it was just a picture in Sheep Lane.
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Alphabet Finger, 2016 x 110cm |
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Three shows curated by me... Ears for the Eyes (to 4 March at Transition Gallery) / Show Us Your Process / The Other Side (both to July at House of St Barnabas - contact art@hosb.org.uk to visit)
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Emma Cousin: Falling on Deaf Ears |
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Installation detail: Sarah Pichkostner
Sarah Pichkostner: Kay calls me all the time in other words fly me to the moon @ Josh Lilley, 44 – 46 Riding House Street - Fitzrovia (joshlilleygallery.com)
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Good
sculpture often emerges from letting the material have its way, giving
the – somewhat misleading – impression that the artist didn’t have to do
much. London-based German Florian Roithmayr plays airily located,
elongated U-shaped hangings (cast in plaster from card originals)
against more bodily forms. Roithmayr spread clay on paper on the
Bloomberg floor, waited six weeks for it to dry and, as the shrinking
caused by the 30% which is water evaporated, curl up. Then he raised up
his appealingly casual population of forms... Austrian sculptor Sarah
Pichkostner’s first London solo show is a subtle grower. The title comes
from an audio piece smuggled into a foam sculpture which whispers
urgently yet tantalisingy close to inaudibly. A
little like Roithmayr, she lets silver nitrate act from inside to
ensilver glass tubes, and also coaxes coloured light into doing its
stuff variously: in the sculptures, shone on the sculptures, glowing
from behind a wall – and is used to yellow a narrow back-of-wall space
at Josh Lilley, which she uses better than anyone since Analia Saban in
2009. Is this, perhaps, what sculpture would be like on the moon?
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