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Above all, you get the sense that Huxley wants to participatipate in these works as a painter, rather than just standing aloof as a quizzical observer. in the spirit of the show’s title, there is a always an adventure to pursue, whether wholesome or otherwise.
Moving to the gallery’s basement, this impression is reinforced: like George Grosz tumbled down the stairs and came to with a mouthful of pills in Studio 54. Ultraviolet lightboxes provide both the atmosphere and the framing for a series of delicately disturbing works on paper, lit from behind. A narrative seems to be strung between the pieces, and you have to feel it is a cautionary one. In ‘Nancy Boy’, a patriarch points a gun at a gurning reveller, who points a finger back: who is being threatened? Maybe we’re being threatened, yet the images are beguiling for the sheer joy of the artist’s technique. In amplifying small incidents or gestures, Huxley draws an analogy between the club and gallery, ultimately subverting the expectations of both..... more >>
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