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| morning daily | january 25 - february 20, 2005 | |
| Canadian Art web site - www.canadianart.ca | |
| By Bryne McLaughlin |
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| blue republic | morning daily | january 25 - february 20, 2005 | |
| Globe and Mail, Fabruary 19, 2005 by Gary Michael Dault |
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| Blue Republic at Peak Gallery This is the second exhibition at Peak by Anna Passakas and Radoslaw Kudlinski, who together make up the art duo Blue Republic. The new exhibition is called Morning Daily and, like their previous exhibition, it is intense in its energies and demanding in the elisions of its meanings. Blue Republic, which began showing 12 years ago in Poland, tends to eschew any formal seductiveness or blandishment in their work in favour of a kind of elusive rigour, if I may push the paradox. Not that their work isn't attractive. It's just that its attractiveness is a snare. Once you move close enough to savour a piece, its enigmas begin to work on you, forcing you to puzzle them through -- just for your peace of mind. Take their work Couture (from their Transplants series). At first glance the work appears to be merely a lush colour photograph of a Cézanne-like scattering of peeled oranges. The trouble is, the peelings are rather off-puttingly dark and sinister. Then you notice why: These glum items are potato peelings. Why? I don't know for sure -- you can't pin Blue Republic down to a mosaic of certainties -- but I would venture that it has something to do with the duo's suspicions of a too easily proscribed reading of any complex situation. Who knows any more whether you're going to get a potato just because you set out to peel one? The most complex -- and demanding -- of their current works is their sprawling meta-city made of cardboard and bits of comely refuse called Speeding. Speeding is hard to crack. It's an assortment of cardboard towers and discs with all sorts of materials (baskets, jars, rolled up magazines) contributing to its organized mayhem in a way that is eerily evocative of what Passakas sees as the resourcefulness of slum dwellers, whose imaginations help to compensate for their lack of normal resources. Morning Daily is admittedly difficult. But it won't leave you alone. $4,000-$40,000. Closes tomorrow, 23 Morrow Ave., Toronto; |
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Feb. 3, 2005 Toronto Star Blue Republic's message is mundane by PETER GODDARD - VISUAL ARTS CRITICTo get to Blue Republic, you go through Yves Klein's "Blue Revolution"
before turning left at Plato's Republic. You need also visit Peak Gallery
now showing "Morning Daily," the new exhibition from Blue
Republic's two only citizens, artists Anna Passakas and Radoslaw Kudlinski.
In "The Blue Revolution," the late French artist felt that
perfection could be found through perception in the cool blue of pure
ultramarine. In The Republic, Socrates mused on a world "where
artists had no place," says Passakas. Blue Republic merges both.
"A lot of our work is about perception," she adds, "but
from a position of speaking about things we only are interested in."Polish-born
but active in Toronto for more than a decade, both Passakas and Kudlinski
bring a highly politicized critical edge honed in Europe into line with
a North American indulgence in consumer culture. |
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| C-Magazine | summer 2005 | |
| Blue Republic by BRYNE MCLAUGHLIN |
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The lead image in the artist duo Anna Passakas and Radoslaw Kudlinski’s
(a.k.a. Blue Republic) latest exhibition Morning Daily seems
innocuous enough at first glance.The large-scale digital photo print
pictures a driver's-seat view of a rural road winding through the late-afternoon
quiet of an autumnal forest. But this is no cottage country idyll and
once you read the work's title, Gasvagen, more sinister under-
tones begin to sink in. In the photo, Passakas and Kudlinski allude
to the gas vans developed by the German SS during the Second World War
and first used to terrible effect in the artists' native Poland. A German
army driver may have viewed the same sort of scene en route to a mass
grave. What had a moment before seemed like a fine country landscape
is irrevocably transformed. And what of modem genocides and their own
hidden truths? |