Art Writing
Translating sensory experiencing and inviting deeper engagement for accessibility and enrichment drive my art writing. Not as colloquial as a student magazine, as reserved as informative didactics, or as dense as academic work, my art writing is an invitation, pitched to be received.
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Exhibition Review for The streets are paved with water CoCA Toi Moroni, 12 April – 12 May 2024 Like the magic that happens on rainy city nights, where pavement puddles sparkle with many bright, changeful lights, the combined work of Sam Towse and Olivia Chamberlain glow in CoCA Toi Moroki’s Ō Papa gallery. Appropriately, the…
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Exhibition Text CoCA Toi Moroki, 1 – 18 June 2024 Ways of Knowing was a two-part exhibition that I co–curated with my fellow Emerging Curator in the inaugural year of CoCA’s Emerging Curator programme. Part I consisted of paintings, Part II contained objects. Swaying or dancing outright long strips of layered rice paper hang like…
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Exhibition Review for Distance is a blade Physics Room, 4 April – 19 May 2024 The low ceilings of the Physics Room and its intervening load-bearing pillar contribute to feeling ensconced in a pocket dimension. While I am here in the exhibition Distance is a blade, it seems normal that gilt frames have turned molten…
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Exhibition Review for Kia ora Whaea CoCA Toi Moroki, 10 Feb-17 March 2024 The sky is grey and heavy and it is quiet as the light rain that has been falling pauses as I walk into CoCA Toi Moroki. The weighted softness of the weather carries me down the hall to a similarly grounded space.…
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Exhibition Review for Ripon Street Collective, Nine Lives Stoddart Cottage, 5 – 28 January 2024 Walking up a mown field that has browned in the sun, the eucalyptus trees with silver leaves invite me up to a peopled Stoddart Cottage. There are children past the fence, adults sheltering under the trees on picnic blankets with…
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Exhibition Review for My throat/a shelter Physics Room, 27 Oct – 10 Dec 2023 The names of the artists, James Tapsell-Kururangi and Selina Ershadi, and the exhibition, My throat/a shelter, in pale text contrast a dark surrounds, pasted on the doors of the Physics Room. Inside, this illuminates the reversed names and diffuses the afternoon…
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