| CRYSTAL LIU Black Storm, Come September 15 to October 13, 2007 |
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Crystal Liu takes her inspiration from conversation, observations
and the events of everyday life. The colour of a sweater or an overheard
phrase can suddenly inspire a personal narrative imbued with fairytale
and sorrow, bringing to life a series of tantalizing and unpredictable
drawings. In Crystal Liu’s private universe anything can happen.
Everything is possible. One morning on a day so calm I see a field of black flowers
in the distance, hypnotically moving this way and that, surrendering
to the breeze. Unexpectedly, darkness fills the sky, the calm vanishes…and
spring turns to autumn. When Crystal Liu first began to draw she used markers and ink
on small rice paper pads. She was interested in the relationship between
the drawing tool and the paper. The marker bled through to the page
below, providing her with a starting point for the next drawing. Since
then she has experimented with various types of paper and mediums
including gouache, watercolour, and collage, which has led to changes
in her choice of subject. By adopting expressive washes of color and
carefully drawn lines, her work now includes more representational
imagery and is comparable in its use of symbolism and poetry to traditional
Chinese Landscape Painting. Like a cloud of smoke; from the trees the birds are startled by loud noises. All at once they swoop up into the sky, violently, nearly destroying the house. Black Storm, come. Like a magic trick, she told me…and I told her relentlessly… flowers.
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| CHRIS DOROSZ The Painted Room September 15- October 13, 2007 |
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Opening
Chris
Dorosz’s exhibition, The Painted Room, continues his previous
series Stasis, taking it to a natural conclusion on a much larger
scale. Differing slightly in technique, his splotches of paint cling
to a forest of vertically strung monofilament, recreating a full-scale
living room. There
are a few ‘what-ifs?’ in the work: What
if a pixel is no different from a paint drop? Dorosz
plays in the realm between matter and its absence, leaving viewers
to their own devices and expectations. Unlike the smaller works in
his Stasis series, this larger piece invites them to become a significant
element in the work. While walking around it they, too, are fragmented
and look to be apparitions themselves.
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