April 3 - May 2, 2021
Opening Reception: April 3rd, 1:00 - 4:00
Text by Charity Coleman
The line opens with a proposal.
Sometimes you just have to smash something. It's a matter of directionality - in a way. A caesura is a break/metric, containing jitters. The frame's in stitches, making amends. A yellow frill, the looping scatter taking a walk. Red knots. There's spillage in that blue, right here in black and white. A sectional grouping. Detective, diplomat, architect take flight, awash in fresh color and particulars. We do what we want and enjoy ourselves: it's a hell of a good time.
There's room for a mariner's metronome to set sail, and space for discursive ceramics / a shattered cabinet of medicine and linens. Softness on the cusp of suture. The quick quilt will be somewhere. Patchwork tends us. Fissure/crazing occurs. Small disasters have to be repaired (or not). Plans are shelved or placed on sills like dropped relics in the disappearing hourglass. Look.
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