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Passage

Passage

LaFutura Galleri  Barcelona 2013

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DayNight  video

DayNight

Wandsworth Film Studio London 2009

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The Last Picture Show

An exhibition of rolled images.

Tues 11.00-19.30
Weds 11.00-17.00

Studio B, Capital Film Studios, 
13 Wandsworth Plain,
SW18 1ET

 


For the first exhibition in over 25 years in Britain, David Walliker has produced a series of paintings
dealing with the cinematic experience of reality we now inhabit, and the surfaces/space that this reality
screens itself on.
From the starting concept of the lost image/warhols mother a succession of images were produced that create a shallow bright space
to inhabit, that does all to deny depth. 
15 images were painted in a successive producion then rolled up, so on and so on
Forming one long rolled pieces of canvas.A stream of images each connected to the next, and also back referencing
to previous images on the rolls.Eventually a story is told, not just about one image, but many images crossing space,
time. Perhaps occasionally a fleeting glimpse of screen surfaces revealed.
These images are also to be viewed in daylight and under U.V light.in a darkened room.Where they take on a hyperreal life. Which is the real
image,the one we see in the darkened room, or the one we walk about in, in our day to day lives.
And in this visual conflict are there not realities of love and pain obscured/camoflaged, so that the image that we love marches on victorius.
As does cupid in the following 8 seperate larger images,which become a question of framing, and editing.  
Perhaps like Commercial inserts that are mini films of desire/love and its control.That themselves cross reverence back into the 15 rolled images.
No outside, no inside, just an endless flat world, is it day, is it night?
And when that is not enough, we can set up another screen in front and behind, and start all over again.
The pain and loss left floating transparent somewhere between, perhaps caught in the dust particles lit up by the projector machine.( or cigarette smoke
...but even that was taken away.)

Lost Dog Barcelona 2010

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