What reads at first glance as a wrestling bout reveals itself, on sustained looking, as something far closer to Rodin's unresolved combatants - bodies caught in the grammar of force rather than its conclusion. The thick, looping contour lines press against one another with a physicality that owes as much to raw kinetic thought as to draughtsmanship, while the isolated patch of brown punctures the otherwise uniform field and keeps drawing the eye back to it.
What reads at first glance as a wrestling bout reveals itself, on sustained looking, as something far closer to Rodin's unresolved combatants - bodies caught in the grammar of force rather than its conclusion. The thick, looping contour lines press against one another with a physicality that owes as much to raw kinetic thought as to draughtsmanship, while the isolated patch of brown punctures the otherwise uniform field and keeps drawing the eye back to it.
- Curatorial note, wifärt gallery