Uh-oh. I have another short review. Nothing personal, I’m just trying to catch up with my writing.
Upon entering the gallery, you could see the long wall covered with watercolor drawings. They were 365 of them grouped according to date and organized like a calendar. Each drawing was unique and depicted different scenes of nuclear fallout. Mostly they were images of mushroom clouds. On the rest of the walls, the other half of the gallery, are various portraits painted in a blue, cool light. The main painting is titled “Self Portrait” and looks like a Dia de Los Muertos bride. The sitter is dressed in a white lacy gown and dons a skeletal mask. The other paintings are not as Halloweeny, and instead are just people looking directly at the viewer.
Sheri Mays and Chris Hernandez put on a decent show. Ms. Mays’ adequately handles her paint and Mr. Hernandez remained playful in each of his small drawings. In accordance with the title, both artists presented some sort lingering idea. Nothing was really scary and I don’t believe that was their intention. The threat of a nuclear war is ever-present and sometimes forgotten. Mr. Hernandez offers a daily meditation to help come to an understanding. I think I understand what he was attempting. The blatant use of a calendrical presentation was a minus. There were 365 drawings each numbered with a date of the year, June 5th, for example. I think another setup, maybe a more poetic one, would have evoked a stronger reaction.
The paintings came off as random portraits. I did not recognize any of the names used and saw no signifiers to relate them to the watercolors. They appeared very separate and only the ghostly colors suggested a sinister agenda. Could those people have fallen victim to some disease or man-made disaster? Perhaps, but it was not apparent.
I enjoyed the works on their technical merit, but saw little conceptual motivation in synchronizing the show. I could be dense though. This show was NOT BAD.
I’ll tell you ’bout what I sees.