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It's almost like the history of painting is a trauma that comes bruising into von Wulfenn's paintings. How images transact through time, in notional reassemblages, incorrect. Our memory of Matisse is like seeing the past in bad dreams, crushed into the present. We have memory of how painting was, how history functioned, how impressionism was painted, but it's wrong, like your head full of hangover, a painting full of malfunction, its shipment through time arrives damaged. The hematoma is fine.
See too: Amelie von Wulffen at Barbara Weiss, Amelie von Wulffen at Freedman Fitzpatrick