August 21 - 27, 2017
Opening Reception: August 24, 6-9PM
The friendly and flowing savage, who is he?
Is he waiting for civilization, or past it and mastering it?
Wherever he goes men and women accept and desire him,
They desire he should like them, touch them, speak to them, stay with them.
Slow-stepping feet, common features, common modes and emanations,
They are wafted with the odor of his body or breath, they fly out of the glance of his eyes.
- adapted from Song of Myself, section 39. Walt Whitman
"These words have stuck in my head for years. Abridged like this, they become the character I first saw late that drunken night. Someone who avoids the places we all frequent, passes through our back lots and forgotten spaces; watches as we demand our control on nature and are patiently overtaken by it again. Civilisation is not the thing he avoids, it is only that ours is not the kind he wants. I have put together a series of works, the things he stops by and considers and the place he comes home to, to work. Paintings, mixed media and a large scale installation." - Sam Schmitt