New exhibition by artist Todd Robinson. The luscious goopy textures he’s is able to achieve in his balloon skeletons make them so bite-worthy.
The writing on Minimalissimo continues to say things so efficiently and purposefully: “This new body of work draws on an ongoing series of balloon inspired sculptures, featuring balloons that droop and slump as the force of gravity appears to bear down upon them, presenting Robinson’s inquiry into sculptural presence, materiality and conditions of audience reception.”
Light used as substance and form but still with an eye on its ephemeral disposition.
From here — above and dry — the ocean presents an almost impenetrable trembling film between us land-dwellers and our flippered counterparts.
This barrier creates indelible mystery by means of the division it necessitates. It’s little wonder that, with little direct experience of the immeasurable life swarming below that partition, the things we do find there are stranger than even our dreams.
The visitors from space in our most foreign science fiction are often entirely more relatable.
Black as midnight on a moonless night.
The sounds and textures produced in the process of whittling down chunks of wood are so tactile and captivating that he could have been making a toothpick for all it matters.
Today marks the 72nd birthday of assemblage artist Steven Arnold, protégé of Salvador Dalí.