Ross Chisholm

A mostly dreary Saturday at the Chelsea galleries -- both on the ground & in the sky -- was temporarily brightened by the unique paintings of Ross Chisholm at Marc Jancou. His haunting images are like degraded old photos, or paintings that have been left in a corner of the attic for one too many generations, simultaneously providing a narrative & denying its satisfying conclusion. Somehow I wasn't at all surprised to learn he is English, though I'm hard pressed to describe why (maybe a bit of Bacon's influence on his style?).



Drastic Plan Plastic-Man



Seminal Lloyd (3)



Tonight Have Stopped



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