Painting here is no longer a flat surface to be contemplated but a body that expands, throbs, and invades the viewer’s space. The works on display transform the picture plane into living matter - seductive, resistant, and tactile. Li Qing, with his weathered window frames that jut into and disrupt the canvas, lets history itself become part of the painting: shadows, scratches, and architectural traces overlap the present. Gregor Hildebrandt turns old vinyl records into dark, gleaming flowers, their petals holding the memory of sound and reflecting light as though music might still reverberate. Alex Israel seems to affirm pure surface with flawless gradients, but the architectural silhouette of his panels breaks the illusion, shifting them into objects that hover between painting and Hollywood set design. And then there is Turi Simeti, whose ovals gently press from beneath the monochrome, making light the silent protagonist: minimal forms that open onto the mystery of three-dimensionality.
Together, these works remind us that the true revolution is no longer the image itself, but its restless desire to be touched.
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