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This is a show about the monsters under the childhood bed. Not the big, epic ones but the small, personal ones. The ones that live in the gap between a fairy tale and a memory, in the quiet of a forest at dusk, in the shape of a body that doesn’t fit.
The artists here are cartographers of this unsettled territory. They use familiar maps: Dorothy’s fallen house and ruby slippers (Skromnaya), gothic arches, guardian owls (Volkov), lovers’ locks (Gudwin) only to arrive somewhere far stranger. Safety is conditional. Nostalgia has teeth. A home is a frame for a fragile scene. A slipper is a tiny tomb, and a parent’s love can wear a skull (Yun).
Nothing is purely innocent. Nothing is purely dark. The work is a tense balance: Beauty and unease, craft and chaos, humorous and haunted? Materials are chosen like words in a secret language: ceramic, burned wood, airbrushed mist, oil paint, stretched tights. Each object embodies a deliberate, tactile sensibility: Wood is carved in defiance of…
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This is a show about the monsters under the childhood bed. Not the big, epic ones but the small, personal ones. The ones that live in the gap between a fairy tale and a memory, in the quiet of a forest at dusk, in the shape of a body that doesn’t fit.
The artists here are cartographers of this unsettled territory. They use familiar maps: Dorothy’s fallen house and ruby slippers (Skromnaya), gothic arches, guardian owls (Volkov), lovers’ locks (Gudwin) only to arrive somewhere far stranger. Safety is conditional. Nostalgia has teeth. A home is a frame for a fragile scene. A slipper is a tiny tomb, and a parent’s love can wear a skull (Yun).
Nothing is purely innocent. Nothing is purely dark. The work is a tense balance: Beauty and unease, craft and chaos, humorous and haunted? Materials are chosen like words in a secret language: ceramic, burned wood, airbrushed mist, oil paint, stretched tights. Each object embodies a deliberate, tactile sensibility: Wood is carved in defiance of…




































































