Love Me or Fuck Me but don't do both
Decking out the whitewashed surrounds of London’s Flowers East gallery with his large-scale, wall-based sculptural work until the middle of November, Christie’s exhibition straddles the boundary between high-art and commodity with expert dexterity.
Practicing as a welder prior to his art world calling, Christie puts his hands-on pedigree to good use for the show, employing found objects ranging from plastic pipes to snooker balls, and brickwork to scraps.
Fascinated by the fluid boundary between art and the ordinary, Christie’s compacted pink oldsmobile - transformed into a wall mounted ‘painting’ - is an articulate exposition of Christie’s off-kilter artistic agenda.
All at once a two-dimensional artwork and a worthless addition to the scrapheap, Christie subverts the notion of the artist as alchemist with this gentle poke at overwrought modernist values.
The ‘Pink Painting’ - when taken with the swooping snooker ball-filled curves of Christie’s industrial sculpture ‘Phoenix’, and the hanging banality of his gas-station-style light box advertisements - encapsulates Christie’s somewhat irreverent approach to his art.
Subtle, funny and erudite - despite his valiant efforts to ‘bring down’ high art - Christie’s latest outing can’t help but lodge his pin even more firmly into the art world map.
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