Pretty Peeved

About

'Flesh. And tea. Departure points at the Trelex Residency. Molloy, Box and Rodin chat about paint, touch, the superficial and the deeper complexity below. Skin is the surface, flesh is the vaguer, live, pulsating entity. There is desire for something inside and visceral, dripping, sloshing. Paint is like a body fluid: snot, spit, blood, sweat and shit. Unctuous and attractive. And a messy thing of revulsion. This show is both serious and irreverent, every gesture considered and discussed. As a collaboration it is inevitably a compromise yet working in space rather than on a single canvas, three territories can find different points of view as each artist stakes out sometimes overlapping boundaries for their practice. But the lines are blurred and authorship is confounded and complex. Working in a collaboration requires one to throw up your arms and give in early. Shrug your shoulders but stick to your guns. A strictly logical disorder emerges out of humorous and argued-for interventions. As a collective, we take a stab at the infuriating precedence set by painting’s crusty weighty history with a tender loving silky stroke of the brush and a violent, wild explosion of colour. Pretty Peeved.’