January 23, 2019


So, new (old) plan, see all the galleries in Brooklyn. Decided to see a few Red Hook galleries before the cold temperatures hit. Walked over the tunnel and down to 352 Van Brunt to Peninsula Art Space (love the name, love the logo)  -  a perfect white box, street level one room gallery with large windows on all sides. I could see the show from the street. I walked in and greeted a miserable woman minder (yes it was cold in the space) there was only a price list and no material on the show so I had to wing it - act like you know. The show titled A Strange Form of Life, curated by Johnny Mullen, is up until Feb. 9. The theme, "A collection of contemporary New York-based works that acknowledges (incorporates) the unfamiliar, the foreign, the strange." And it is guided by the lyrics of a song of the same title by Bonnie 'Prince' Billy (a song writer from Louisville - go figure - that they call an "Appalachian post-punk solipsist.") Most of the paintings were crisp cubist or ash-can inspired and de Chirico imaged, and a huge yellow shield-like shaped canvas work by Jim Lee dragged me into the space. But the work that epitomized the show and made me smile was Trash Pail Ball, 2016, a nickel-plated steel sculpture of an inflated garbage can by the local Red Hook artist Lars Fisk . He's is inspired by NYC detritus, cobblestones, subway stations, and makes them into ball shapes - large and small. I had walked into the area watching untethered debris winging by due to the heavy winds of an oncoming storm front so this just rolled up trashcan was appropriate.

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