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Tricky isn’t it? Actual ongoing ethnic cleansing punctuated by regular massacre, or slack visual montaging in an interesting but ‘off” film by one of very few really significant makers of film ever? Continue reading “on choosing to take offence; j-l g here and elsewhere”
S=U=P=E=R=S=T=R=U=C=T=U=R=E Cerith Wyn Evans 2010
“Everyone’s gone to the movies,
now we’re alone at last…”
I finally made it back to see Cerith’s show at White Cube’s Mason’s Yard which is, I want to emphasise, just off Piccadilly in central London. The show closes on May 22 and I urge you to drop by to catch a stunning and substantial installation of recent works which makes the space live so well that it claims possession of it.
My hopes were high for this show but I had to rush through an opening that was as busy as you might expect to be somewhere else. As a result I didn’t quite trust my impression that CWE had drawn all the currents in his work together into something quite so winningly complete. That is -at its most elemental- influence and intellect, taste and fancy all deliver something complex here that is coherent only as visual art. It’s clarified resonance would justify permanent -or DIA-style- installation in the site.
A peculiarly all over the place month made returning impossible, but the work lingered and I had to see it again especially if I were to scribble something here…
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