Amanda Wall. Sky got dark

26 Jun 2024 – 2 Aug 2024

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11:00 – 18:00
11:00 – 18:00
11:00 – 18:00
11:00 – 18:00
11:00 – 18:00

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Almine Rech New York, Upper East Side is pleased to present Sky got dark, Amanda Wall's fourth solo exhibition with the gallery, on view from June 26 to August 2, 2024.


“ Empty, my hand comes back tinted with iridescent pale blue nectar. The sugary residue on my fingers merges with the bitter smell of the cigarettes I smoked. Their earthy and humid scent still sits on my lips, unapologetic just as the anxiety I taste when puffing three at once. I smoke my void away. Sometimes, I gently try to suffocate it. Parted lips, I bite a silky, gag-like ribbon. I inhale and exhale through my nose. As the faded purple fabric gets darker, soaked in saliva, I feel somehow comforted. I surpass myself, I abdicate myself, relieved for a moment from the unruliness of existence.” 

Transcending the visual, the work of Amanda Wall comes with an inebriating sensorial quality. As she swallows us in her surreal soulscapes imbued with voluptuous yet muted glossy tones, a creamy and tangy smell almost seems to impregnate our nostrils. Time collapses in a gloomy penumbra. The sound gets absorbed by an impending collision. Suddenly, only the rhythm of our own breathing fills the room.

Sky Got Dark sees the recurring motifs of Wall’s visual vocabulary constitute new emotional scenarios. Plump blue cherries, distorted objects, tender lips, long-legged figures and grasping hands vacillates between reality and psychological absurdity. Their confines lead the gaze towards fleeting and enigmatic cityscape horizons where, ominous of a catastrophe, the troubled sky seems like the smooth stretched skin of a fruit. An evolution of the shadowy, saturated color fields that define the artist's production, these dawning urban panoramas emerging far away behind the subjects, seem to further enhance their isolated state. Bodies wrestling with their own borders, mirror the intimate and fragmented experience of being alive. The existential plurality of the self is confronted with the stillness of bodily matter. It’s their inherent porosity that Wall’s convulsive figures try to grapple with. Driven by an instinctive ecstasy, they crawl, leaning towards uncanny peripheries. The body turns into landscape.

— Maddalena Iodice, author and curator 

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