This is one of my favourite galleries to pop into. It's tucked away on a hilariously hip little street in Bermondsey (opposite a 'lifestyle' store and a coffee shop called 'Fuckoffee'). It's a big space for small exhibitions. It's quite adventurously curated so the art's inevitably a bit hit and miss, but it's always worth a visit for a taster of contemporary art with zero crowds. Love the fact that they have a sofa in the well-stocked bookshop.
White Cube Bermondsey
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144-152 Bermondsey St
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Review for Alex Perweiller / Brendan Lynch / Peter Sutherland, at White Cube Bermondsey until 1 June 2014.
There are times when White Cube's boundary-pushing curation results in a moment of brilliance. This is not one of those times. The work on display from these three artists varies considerably in subject and medium, but the tedium of the results is consistent.
Alex Perweiller has placed hand exercisers on top of stacked weight-lifting mats, next to a video of Niagara Falls. Peter Sutherland sticks photos onto rocks and plywood. Brendan Lynch uses abstract imagery of the White Cube itself to ask whether the gallery is more visually appealing than the art it contains. In three cases, the answer is a definite 'yes'.
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There were 2 exhibitions running simultaneously: Sarah Morris' video and paintings in the South and Marcius Galan's sculptures, installations, photos and video in the North. Marcius Galan's structures and installations were interesting, if rather minimalist. 'Three Sections' was definitely my favourite piece, watching people walk inside, it you had the feeling of watching people walk into a mirror, It presents a reality that cannot be possible, and is possibly the easiest piece to appreciate, It is rather welcome after the pieces in 'Intersection 0' and 'Folded Flag' which suggested to me absences that could not be made whole (or should not be?) and delineation from the norm, that may not and will not be corrected. Along with Eclipse, 9 x 9 x 9, and Erased Composition. The collection appears to be an observation on how life, nature, and even man made forms, are not as whole, as unchanging, and as predictable as we wish them to be, and a question mark over our desires and preconceptions. I particularly enjoyed Sarah Morris' work as I have just returned from traveling and her work accurately captures the wonder of observing a culture that is both alien and incredibly familiar. The disparity of the scenes shown throughout the video capture the surrealism of traveling and a sort of voyeuristic fascination with her subject. The video shows scenes of Brazil from the glossy and beautiful, to the mundane and sometimes even grotesque, but it imposes no meaning, either positive or negative. At the same time the exhibition as a whole seems like a celebration of a vibrant and bewitching nation that is fizzing with life. The canvases perfectly complement the film and vice versa, the collection is seamless and feels balanced. Enjoyable and thought provoking.