exhibit reviews:
Jenifer
Wofford, Chris Bell, & Bruce Tomb, Southern
Exposure
San Francisco, CA
by Renata Yorn
Landscape,
Nature, & Space, Bucheon Gallery
San Francisco, CA
by Tonya Warner
Richard
Box, The GRV
Edinburgh, Scotland
by Rea Cris
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Richard Box
The GRV
Edinburgh, Scotland
4 January – 14 February 2008
by Rea Cris
The room is void of natural light and sounds. Entombed, you don’t
know what time of day it is or whether the noises you imagine you hear
are traffic or countryside. Like a welcome mat, the show announces “Danger
High Voltage”.
This is London-based Richard Box’s first solo-exhibit in Scotland.
Organized in partnership with VINEspace, the exhibit inhabits GRV Project’s
Studio One Space. Well known for his ‘Field’ installation
from 2002, Box’s medium is light, both the physical electrical components
and the metaphysical connotations.
The only source of light in the gallery comes from the works themselves;
they occupy the corners like children with dunce caps. A table lamp limps
over, a defeated Pixar character, its bulbs oozing out. In another corner
a purplish pink coil lies expectant on the floor like a basket with a
baby.
The most striking piece in the exhibition is ‘Burger’. An
immaculate uneaten hamburger, nestled in it’s faded yellow Styrofoam
case. The hamburger is fabricated from rings of brightly colour lights,
red tomato, green lettuce, yellow cheese. The warmth of these colours
mingled together, resembling the comforting warmth, both physical and
emotional, provided by a fireplace. It is the personification of the lure
of the fast food culture; a sirens’ song of false happiness. The
hamburger loves you, come close.
Yet all is not cynical, there is still some magic left in the world. ‘Micro
Climate’ is an old chipped microwave, signalling you to press the
button to turn it on. I’m irrationally scared of electricity and
my mind can’t help thinking about the warning, “Danger High
Voltage”, but the curious cat inside me can’t help but push
and leap back to a safe distance. Nothing happens apart from an old microwave
humming and drumming as if it were jogging. Then crack flash, truly a
microclimate within a man-made micro-universe.
www.richardbox.com
www.thegrv.com/studio1/
www.vinespace.net
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