Joy and Elusiveness

The First Show at Prole Drift Is Post-1970s and Straight Out of the 19th Century


I remember having the experience when I was young (and just beginning to study and make art in school) of going to contemporary galleries in Fort Worth and Dallas and being legitimately, sincerely surprised and inspired by what I saw. This happens less and less as my senses dull with adulthood and having seen so, so many things, but this exhibition actually got to me.

I love the gallery-within-a-gallery, and I didn't know when I saw it that it would be changing throughout the course of the exhibition. (But then again, why wouldn't it!?) I especially love the miniature versions of objects appearing elsewhere, as if they had reflected themselves across the invisible planes of time and space. This show works the way memory and experience work. It's hard for me to even put into words what I like about it. (Indeed, that's the nature of good art.)

Well done, guys. I'm so glad this group is making work in Seattle. Their exhibitions are always a breath of fresh air.
"Clever people will recognize and tolerate nothing but cleverness."
- Henri Frederic Amiel
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