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Callum Innes: Edges
Callum Innes: Edges
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A previously unpublished work by Scottish painter Callum Innes, ‘Edges’ is presented as a small book with a text by Colm Tóibín. Each of the abstract works has a boundary, where a softly rendered field of colour ceases to exist and empty whiteness begins. The eye is therefore unerringly drawn to this demarcation, raising questions about what lies beyond, the unseen(...)
$39.95
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Résumé:
A previously unpublished work by Scottish painter Callum Innes, ‘Edges’ is presented as a small book with a text by Colm Tóibín. Each of the abstract works has a boundary, where a softly rendered field of colour ceases to exist and empty whiteness begins. The eye is therefore unerringly drawn to this demarcation, raising questions about what lies beyond, the unseen(...)
Titre:
Callum Innes: Edges
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Prix:
$39.95
(disponible sur commande)
Résumé:
A previously unpublished work by Scottish painter Callum Innes, ‘Edges’ is presented as a small book with a text by Colm Tóibín. Each of the abstract works has a boundary, where a softly rendered field of colour ceases to exist and empty whiteness begins. The eye is therefore unerringly drawn to this demarcation, raising questions about what lies beyond, the unseen continuity in either direction. In his short piece, Tóibín writes, “Nothing is stable, no colour under this light is stable; the shadows grow darker and the things on the earth merge with each other, just as what all of us did merges into one action, and all our cries and gestures merge into one cry, one gesture.
Callum Innes: Edges
Actions:
Prix:
$39.95
(disponible sur commande)
Résumé:
A previously unpublished work by Scottish painter Callum Innes, ‘Edges’ is presented as a small book with a text by Colm Tóibín. Each of the abstract works has a boundary, where a softly rendered field of colour ceases to exist and empty whiteness begins. The eye is therefore unerringly drawn to this demarcation, raising questions about what lies beyond, the unseen continuity in either direction. In his short piece, Tóibín writes, “Nothing is stable, no colour under this light is stable; the shadows grow darker and the things on the earth merge with each other, just as what all of us did merges into one action, and all our cries and gestures merge into one cry, one gesture.
Classification:
livres
livres
Publication:
juin 2016
juin 2016
