Niall McClelland, We Lost The War, 2013. Metal, plastic, rubber and fabric. Courtesy the artist and Clint Roenisch Gallery, Toronto
Niall McClelland
The Nature Of Your Oppression Is The Aesthetic Of Our Anger
8 March — 13 April 2013
at Clint Roenisch Gallery, Toronto
Over the last five years Niall McClelland has built up a diverse body of work that mines the veins of arte povera, punk rock and urban minimalism. It is just as often started outdoors, left on a fire escape all winter, baked on a dock all summer or folded into his pockets, nabbed through a 3am hole in a fence, as it is made in the studio in explosive clouds of mercury dust and flying glass. There is certainly an alchemical aspect involved: from the crudest materials comes beauty and elegance, hungover on the surface, left like scars. Texture reigns. And process. Both run through his various series, the Tapestries, Skins and Stains to name a few. Often economic circumstance begats the best results, like the thrown-out toner cartridges scavenged from the back of Dufferin Mall. Read more
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