High Vis - on Anthony Lister, Ben Frost & Franck Gohier
- Nick Terrell
Anthony Lister - Macmillan Mini-Art Series No. 13
Ken McGregor and Jenny Zimmer
Macmillan. $Au 35.00.
Ben Frost – Lost in the Supermarket
Boutwell Draper Gallery
Franck Gohier – Produkt
Ray Hughes Gallery
Ladies and gentlemen, Anthony Lister: “Mankind is a product of its own reflection being fed to the masses through television. All of my life I have been educated by Americans on television in Australia. The cinema has replaced the church as a common ground where we can gather as humans and listen to stories and compare our simple lives and beliefs with those that are more worthy of fame than ourselves.” Read more
Pattern Recognition
V&A Pattern - Limited Edition Box Set
A&C Black. $Au 79.99.
Containing: Owen Jones / Novelty Patterns / Kimono / Garden Florals
On the third floor of the Victoria and Albert Museum, along from the sacred silver and the wall tapestries, there are five interconnected rooms housing row after row of head high wooden sample cabinets. You can stop there in the ambient gloom and browse through the back pages of textile history. Screen-printed, block printed, roller printed, woven, dyed, embroidered, hand crafted or industrial, exclusive or populist, abstract, figurative, subtle or bold – an encyclopaedic multitude of styles. Read more
Michael Borremans - A Victim of His Situation
- Elizabeth Prater
Belgian Artist Michaël Borremans insists that his figurative works and portraits do not depict individuals. He aspires to the archetypal, the generic and the anonymous. Identity is a retrograde myth, social function and structural determination are the defining human conditions. So it goes. But Borremans’ figures invite a kind of sympathetic response which undermines his arguments against the dignity of the individual. Read more
Une Petit Livre du Stooge – Seth Scriver
- Elizabeth Prater
Stooge Pile by Seth Scriver
A Petits Livres from Drawn & Quarterly
So we take a touch of the Fabulous Furry Freak Brothers and Fat Freddy’s cat, we slip in a semi-consciousness of Big Daddy Roth and Philip Guston, we bypass (but can’t ignore) Spongebob, Ren and Stimpy and a legion of bulbous co-fiends, we remember we are in Canada – doff our deerstalkers and don our lumberjack flannels – we cultivate the fuzzy, the flaccid and the wrinkled, we doodle a bit, we pull out the airbrush and go stoner mental, then we bundle it in a sack and sit on it. And we are enthroned, I would say, on a stooge pile. Read more