With just an hour left in the run of the show, I spent some quality time with Joy Garnett's paintings at Winkleman Gallery on Saturday. I gotta tell ya . . . I was ready for the sweep, but I wasn't ready for the anchor. These paintings were unexpected machines that worked me over and took me in. Wicked good.
What I couldn't see in the online jpegs was how the paintings worked. They flow hard. Standing in front of them, I found that the great rush of Garnett's strokes was held down by these small, slightly incongruous--almost isolated--sections. These visual moments set up a hearty tension between the details and whole picture. Color me all kinds of swept away.
5 comments:
a great show!
i really like this show.
Ja, Mark and Dubz. I had pretty high expectations and they were matched and then some.
she's good. can't believe these are done in one sitting.
Yowza, Martin. I didn't know that that was the processs.
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