Deep Breakfast
Luke Brennan, Guy Grabowsky, Lucina Lane, Patrick Lundberg, and Marlee McMahon
05.11.2020 - 12.12.2020
Deep, swirling mystical energy pulls you in and you are greeted by a glistening waxy surface. Futurist gestures and rainbow caverns to your left, electrically charged static to your right. These are works you can hear.
Paintings lie on a cold industrious floor, cushioned by the weight of their bodies, bruised from their making. An arm and a leg reach out, the other screams ‘Free’.
The openness of abstract paintings is evident in the installation. One glides across a large expanse of white, while its partner leads a gentle slope from itself to the surrounding architecture.
Fissures along the back wall appear as slits in time, openings to other possible worlds. Here, abstraction becomes a window, what is visible is entirely dependent on one’s frame of mind.
Through a process of symbiosis, these photographs lose their objective quality. Not that they ever were objective in the first place, but perhaps this is a more justified equilibrium between subjectivity.
As the sun sets, we become weary. The reference to Adi Da becomes apparent: “Come into my apartments, and we’ll suffer through a deep breakfast of pure sunlight.”
Hayden Stuart
Images courtesy Christo Crocker
Lucina Lane appears courtesy Sarah Cottier Gallery
Patrick Lundberg appears courtesy Station Gallery
Luke Brennan, Guy Grabowsky, Lucina Lane, Patrick Lundberg, and Marlee McMahon
05.11.2020 - 12.12.2020
Deep, swirling mystical energy pulls you in and you are greeted by a glistening waxy surface. Futurist gestures and rainbow caverns to your left, electrically charged static to your right. These are works you can hear.
Paintings lie on a cold industrious floor, cushioned by the weight of their bodies, bruised from their making. An arm and a leg reach out, the other screams ‘Free’.
The openness of abstract paintings is evident in the installation. One glides across a large expanse of white, while its partner leads a gentle slope from itself to the surrounding architecture.
Fissures along the back wall appear as slits in time, openings to other possible worlds. Here, abstraction becomes a window, what is visible is entirely dependent on one’s frame of mind.
Through a process of symbiosis, these photographs lose their objective quality. Not that they ever were objective in the first place, but perhaps this is a more justified equilibrium between subjectivity.
As the sun sets, we become weary. The reference to Adi Da becomes apparent: “Come into my apartments, and we’ll suffer through a deep breakfast of pure sunlight.”
Hayden Stuart
Images courtesy Christo Crocker
Lucina Lane appears courtesy Sarah Cottier Gallery
Patrick Lundberg appears courtesy Station Gallery
