Thursday, September 27, 2018


I didn't have time yesterday to visit the Nicola Hicks exhibition in Chelsea. I only got to look through the gallery door, but I swore to myself I'd be back again today. And so it was.  The gallery is dimly lit, the figures sharp in monochrome. And the presence of their shadows - like pools of dark energy - is as potent as their physical forms.  Familiars.  Shape-shifters, the figures stand in a world before animal & human were split apart.  How facile such distinction.  They belong to the first stories.  Not the safe ones, but the ones that only a child is fresh enough to know as true.

Here are the beasts. Here they come padding back again.

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