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Your past sculpture mulched into consumer friendly bricks, into painting. Reminiscent of Mike Kelley's Memory Wares. Or the US current obsession with protein bars. Everything is consumable in bar form. Even sawdust. A literalizing of painting becoming cultural flypaper: you take the world and grind it up and apply it as painting, you get surrealism. Works pretty well actually. We need larger grinders.
See too: "any medium, in quantities vast enough, begins plotting points of the cultural unconscious. If you amass enough hand made images you begin so see dreams emerge. Painting, a virtual box that you fill with what you desire, but the desire is, if not caged, steered around themes that can be inferred by the collection circling around them. You can't see the pier but you can see the fish circling around them: the nude, Jesus, the phallus, pink things, us. Shaw's collection is like Wade Guyton's ostensible promise of printing our dreams, the conveyer of painting collecting like flypaper a civilization's subconscious."
