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Henrot's object incongruence: material tension whose fault lines irrupt laughter. It's a comedy, acting sculpturally stupid, where material images don't add up. Henrot stretches sculptural sense like a cartoon mouse avoiding the axe, inducing cackles in children, material truth replaced with a clown. Who represents us today.
See too: “Puddle, pothole, portal” at Sculpture Center, Alicja Kwade at Kunstmuseum St. Gallen, Camille Henrot at Metro Pictures,