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The exhibition overall eludes life-affirming quality, and gravitas. There’s a telos around surrender. Untamed bodies. A lot about placement of bodies in space, and leaping. They feel chimerical, but grounded in the present and in that regard tie together well. I don’t think there’s a narrative to the show. The painting technique feels raw, a sensual relationship to painting. Thick...

The Main Gallery at South London Gallery is painted a cold blush pink and is occupied with a tall pile of wooden planks amalgamated into rickety towers in gradual collapse. They are leaning against each other—relational balance is important—and at their extremities are nested periodicals, fishing poles, clusters of dirt, porcelain hardware (toilets). The whole melancholy decor was sprayed, painted,...