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| Richard Hawkins, Vault #4, 2012, Oil on Canvas and Acrylic on Panel |
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| Richard Hawkins, installation at Greene Naftali, 2012 |
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| Richard Hawkins, Ankoku 94 (Bacon-Grey), 2012, Collage |
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| Richard Hawkins, Ankoku 45 (Pleurisy), 2012 |
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| Richard Hawkins, installation at Greene Naftali, 2012 |
There's a reference I can't quite put my finger on, that I was
intending. I saw when I was working on these collages and see every
time I think of them a location in my hometown not far from my
great-grandmother's house on about a quarter mile strip of Tyler
Street. There's a corrugated quonset where they used to sell everything
that had fallen out of yesterday's passing train, an old 60s era office
building that still houses a small petrolium company with a
well-groomed yard, the train tracks where I once found a flattened-out
penny, a small pasture where Leonard Dancer kept a few scraggly cows and
the house where Leonard shot himself after laying out his life savings
on the bed with notes saying which of his survivors received which
little small stack of 20-dollar bills. All seem to be covered, here and
there - the sides of the salvage building, the cattle-guard in front of
the office, the corner-posts of Leonard's barbed wire fence, the
sidewalk in front of Leonard's house, even the soles of Leonard's shoes -
with the gobby almost-molten material consistency and the bitter
chemical smell of silver enamel paint...the blood, like mercury.
Richard Hawkins, 2012
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