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Theft. Blankness. Everything in the exhibition is "found," you’ve got Heimo’s appropriation of its fostering institution’s identity graphics printed on Mosset’s beige pyramid repetition, indeterminate vacuous stripes, and any of the number people who accumulate smudges, all across the canvas, each in a quadrant to Vaerslev’s abstraction. There is no trap set, no one is going to “read into” these, only conceptual fracture of others moves loaded onto a canvas to re-package it as virtual corporate franchising, "surpass[ing] the restricted area allowed to abstract art in the program of modernity" everything stolen and printed. A race to the bottom in derivative deflection en abyme. Not so much preferring not to, mass producing it.
Seven Reeds at Overduin and Co., Group Show at Greene Naftali, Flame at 576 Morgan Ave Apt 3L,
