The first exhibition of paintings by Ciaran Murphy at Kavi Gupta gallery features twelve paintings on canvas, all small or medium in size. They’re painted in a style that’s become all the rage of late– that low key, often monochromatic rendering of disparate objects and interiors, you know the one. The one Luc Tuymans made famous; the one that brought back small painting from the bombastic Eighties. We’ve all learned to appreciate a little meditative, personally scaled rumination on delicate palettes and sensitive brushwork. I know I have.
Ciaran’s paintings do just what this brand of painting aims to do. Well, some of them. The idea is really lovely; what at first seems simply under-described, gives way to a transcendent moment of reverie. That by flinging off all sorts of extra baggage, the paintings may, if done well, describe ever so much more than the ones that contain excessive information. In the case of this exhibition, the effect is achieved so well in a few of the works. “Frozen Tree” is a superb painting. Barely breathing through the flat gray field of color is a vibrant, odd fleshy tone of under painting. The fallen tree and its exposed root clump are rendered just enough, and not too much. The root clump, like an explosion on the otherwise quiet composition, makes the work a succinct beauty. “Storm Damage” and “Circular Cloud Formation” achieve the same thing- calligraphic gestures doled out in minimum, and with confidence. Like a good haiku, if I dare say.
HEY Friends! Just a quick HELLO! and an announcement that I have posted photos online of my solo exhibition,
Green Lantern Gallery in Chicago.
1511 N Milwaukee. (Sat – Wicker Park) til June 28th.
If you are in town and need a break, go visit the space and say hi to Caroline from me.
Cheers friends, and I look forward to seeing you all in LA for July – October. Stuart Keeler and I will be attending the RAID Projects residency and plan to whip up some fantastic projects. Also, read about our project at Gallery 400 in the current issue of Sculpture Magazine.
The Guardian has done what every critic of both art & sports has both feared and mocked since time eternal…. They let their reporters cover the events of the other side. Art Critics reporting on the “Pastoral” qualities of the football stadium & Sports Reporters covering the lack of score keeping in contemporary interpretive dance.
To be honest the coverage is pretty trite and limited but the idea is pretty fun and if it was seriously embraced for longer then 1 day it could be a very interesting and culturally “bridging” activity.
Saddly it is only one day and like that episode of M.A.S.H Klinger goes back to company clerk the next day only to have nightmares of the life he had as Hospital Unit Command.
Why is it so GOD DAMNED hard to sell a piece of art around here? I can’t help asking myself this as I soon join the ranks of civilians outside the Art World proper and close the doors on my 4 year long project, Lisa Boyle Gallery.
Seems I am in fashion though, since a handful of my compatriots are shutting down near the same time. 40000 last December, soon Navta Schulz, Gesheidle and others. Closings here, closings in New York, even my friend in Boston are hanging it up. What gives, you ask? A writer for Time Out Magazine recently talked with me and a couple of the other dealers about this little black cloud and what conditions exist that make this happen, particularly in a clump, as often occurs. “Whose fault is it?,” she wanted to know. I told her in a conspiratorial tone that I had plenty of ideas. [Read more]
Three students from the Royal Academy Schools were astonished yesterday when the man who made the fortunes of Damien Hirst, Tracey Emin and the Chapman brothers picked their entire graduation show.
Mr Saatchi, 65, snapped up five cutout cartoon characters by Angus Sanders-Dunnachie, 28, the total price of which was £7,900; seven of ten landscapes by Jill Mason, 33, each priced at up to £600; and all 13 paintings by Carla Busuttil, 26, which were priced between £450 and £2,500.
Mr Saatchi had asked for a discount, but none of the students wanted to reveal how much they had agreed to.