A single cyan outline bisects the pictorial field with the blunt confidence of early Hockney - the mast and boom of a windsurfer reduced to their essential geometry, the hull a swollen teardrop anchored by one insistent horizontal stroke. Yemi Okafor strips leisure and locomotion to their skeletal grammar, leaving the white ground to perform all the labour of sky, sea, and speed.
A single cyan outline bisects the pictorial field with the blunt confidence of early Hockney - the mast and boom of a windsurfer reduced to their essential geometry, the hull a swollen teardrop anchored by one insistent horizontal stroke. Yemi Okafor strips leisure and locomotion to their skeletal grammar, leaving the white ground to perform all the labour of sky, sea, and speed.
- Curatorial note, wifärt gallery