Julie Schenkelberg at Asya Geisberg Gallery

Yesterday I stopped by Asya Geisberg Gallery and the current exhibition is fucking fabulous. Julie Schenkelberg: Bad Blood features four evocative and provocative installation pieces that have an overwhelming emotional and tactile quality.

These works are made mostly of plaster, construction materials, and dinnerware. They are intricate and overflowing with a kind of destructive excess. A quaint wedding party lost and subsumed in wreckage that hints and disaster and the passing of time. (In fact, I was reminded of the Keats poem, Ozymandias, which I had to memorize in 6th grade...)

Each piece has so many tiny details, little surprises to be discovered, like a cognac glass filled with buttons spied deep in a decaying cabinet. A shoe resting behind the sculpture, containing small orange light bulbs...