(solo) exhibition:

Frequency Variations

29th April - 31st July 2017 

Interseccion Arte Contemporaneo, MX

For this exhibition, celebrating the additional new spaces of the Interseccion Gallery in the Aurora Art & Design Centre, British born artist Ian Johnson creates a very special selection of work which is pure pictorial lyricism; geometric shapes both simple and complex where light and colour are juxtaposed. The artist presents us with a carefully selected group of works; true pictorial poetry. As we enter Johnson's allotted exhibition space we see a celebratory atmosphere of winter like glittering panels on the far wall; an exciting mirror image of dancing atoms, with brilliantly used black, grey and white oval shapes juxtaposed with silvery white streams cascading down from the mirrored steel surface. On the floor in the centre of the room is an installation, a multi-formed sculpture of octagonal cement grey shapes with black agave-like forms sprouting from the surface. On a side wall a series of brilliantly executed columns in black, grey, white spoke shapes applied as relief strips, each taking a different geometric form, each a different colour or shade of the blacks and grey.

Entering an adjacent room is like a burst of Spring. The first thing one sees are the bare branches placed across a plinth. Raising ones gaze to the walls - unlike the first room - we are greeted with a burst of colour. We seemed to have changed seasons. On one wall is a twelve panel multi-coloured calendar. Each panel represents a month consisting of perfect lines criss-crossed by spoke-like motifs of brilliantly coloured panel strips, each with the number of spokes representing the days of each month. On the facing wall a six panel work of mixed media on steel brings us into Spring with a burst of dancing atoms in different shades of green, running riot across a silvery surface; one can almost smell the grass. A few smaller works placed discreetly around the exhibition space rounds out a perfectly executed exhibition by the artist.

 

Text by Margaret Failoni