5 Feb 2015 – 14 Mar 2015
- 525 West 22nd Street
- New York
- United States
It Takes A Million Years To Become Diamonds So Let's All Just Burn Like Coal Until The Sky Is Black
AMERINGER | McENERY | YOHE is pleased to announce an exhibition of recent works from Brooklyn based artist, Brian Alfred. It Takes A Million Years To Become Diamonds So Let’s All Just Burn Like Coal Until The Sky Is Black will open on 5 February and remain on view through 14 March 2015. A public reception for the artist will be held on 5 February from 6:00 to 9:00 PM. Live music will be performed by Ian Williams from ‘Battles’ during the opening.
Automobile racing is beyond a single dimension of experience. It is overwhelmingly visceral; the bright enamel of the cars, slick and beautiful, the sound so loud it makes the body hum, the smell of burning diesel penetrating the nose, and the palpable tension of imminent danger and victory, charged and terrifying. The same can be said of Alfred’s recent work. All implore the viewer to see beyond their singularity.
The genesis for this body of work began with Alfred’s exploration of different visual aspects of racing. However, it does not linger there. Moving beyond pure aesthetics, the work explores the ineffable and multi-dimensional moments of feeling symptomatic of the experience of watching the races.
Alfred’s cropped abstract works elicit different slices of time: defining the dualities of magic and menace, and chaos and calm. Jubilant explosions of confetti characteristic of winning are juxtaposed with fluorescent plumes of pink fire, speckled with dancing grey shrapnel, indicative of crashing.
Beyond the aesthetics of the race, Alfred explores the global threads that feed into making all aspects of the race possible. Depicting both pieces and scenes of tracks across the world, oil slogans, and referencing companies that contribute monetarily to the races, he broadens his global consciousness. Alfred limns wealth, excess, opulence, speed, oil, disaster, calamity, beauty, hubris, and the tragically thin line between living, and dying.