Monday, October 20, 2008


I caught the Rob Wynne show at Locks Gallery (top floor). The downstairs show was a complete snore-fest, but I dug a lot of Wynne's work. The show was all over the place, consisting of sculpture, photography, embroidery, books... you get the idea... but In general, it kind of felt like an Illinois era Sufjan Stevens -- Baroque sensibility, kind of poppy, riding the line between sentimentality and irony. I especially loved the drawings of butterflies and octopi that combined girly beading with lovely little line work. The drawings on vellum thing has been getting kind of old, but I still liked 'em.

I'm not feeling very coherent today, so I guess I'm done.

1 comment:

Jason said...

I don't understand why we don't talk more.