On entering numinous- i, one is invited into a space of sanctified quietness. A series of large, busy, Primitive-esque paintings by David Howard encircle a suspended black box, containing Darryl Roger’s hologram piece, Sehnsucht; and so, pagan visions surround the tabernacle. A sense of ritual undoubtedly informs both sets of work, yet is manifested quite differently in each. Howard gives a wild, uncontained spilling-forward of figures: as if spirits have seeped from the canvas into the gallery space. The shapes seem to balloon before one’s eyes: the image is full of gaseous intensity. Rogers provides a far more internal experience. One must enter his space; the art becomes a kind of confession-box and, as such, the surrounding area of the gallery begins to concave in on the box. The coupling of these two artists is something like the coming together of the voodoo and the sacramental, to create a meta-spiritualism.
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Thursday, October 22, 2015
Darryl Rogers reviewed in Brisbane Show
Article written by Sophie Rose (first published on jugglers.org.au)
Saturday, June 15, 2013
Waterwalkers
by
Patrick Sutczak
At the still point of the turning world, Neither
flesh nor fleshless;
Neither from nor toward; at the still point, there the
dance is,
But neither arrest nor movement, And do not call it
fixity,
Where past and future are gathered. Neither movement
from nor towards,
Neither ascent nor decline. Except for the point, the
still point
There would be dance, and there is no dance.
T.S. Eliot, BN II: 16-21
It
is important to read that beautiful piece from T.S. Eliot’s epic Four Quartets in order to appreciate the
deeper emotional and ontological associations with Darryl Rogers' Waterwalkers currently exhibiting at
Sawtooth ARI in Launceston.
A
brief but carefully worded blurb attached to the corridor on the way into the
exhibition gives us a clue that Roger’s work is rich with complex ideas
featuring time, no-time, quantum theory and matter fused with Eliot’s exquisite
poetry.
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