November 29th, 2010
I remember first encountering Toyen’s art — her blighted terrains, drought-cracked shooting ranges, erotic cartoons, and the vague menace & haunted presence of works like “Opuštěné doupé” above. I like the resonances of meaning: the corset left alone as something triumphantly liberated from — or, like a vampire’s coffin, a habitat into which the dweller will creep to come nightfall. Or as carapace unwisely, even suicidally sloughed off: some vital armor without which the owner must perish, like a hermit crab abandoning its shell in the middle of an underwater dream.
Toyen Art & Bio at www.spaightwoodgalleries.com
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