The scrawled declaration here operates less as civic pride than as ontological claim - the heart, scratched red and dense with overlaid loops, insisting on being read as much as seen. Tracey Emin's handwritten confessions are the obvious precedent, that same refusal to separate the sentimental from the structural. Okafor's green lettering, jagged and architectural, roots the affect firmly in place, in borough, in belonging.
The scrawled declaration here operates less as civic pride than as ontological claim - the heart, scratched red and dense with overlaid loops, insisting on being read as much as seen. Tracey Emin's handwritten confessions are the obvious precedent, that same refusal to separate the sentimental from the structural. Okafor's green lettering, jagged and architectural, roots the affect firmly in place, in borough, in belonging.
- Curatorial note, wifärt gallery