I just got back from the opening of “In The Absence of Information” an exhibition of recent sculptures and drawings at the Stratford Gallery in Broadway. They did a crackin’ job with curation, teasing out relationships and associations that made walking around the show genuinely interesting. It refreshed work with which I was obviously familiar and reminded me that it’s true what they say; that other people complete the work you make.
I don’t exhibit that much. This is less to do with timidity and much more to do with a couple of other things: a reluctance to add, for the sake of it, to the tsunami of content with which we are all deluged on a daily basis , and a, possibly bad, reflex to get on with on the next thing. This show was a bracing reminder that exhibiting need not simply be a professional obligation but that it is also a creative opportunity.