Now we know what people at Philips in London do in their spare time. Some cut letters out from “post its”; others throw pots, sketch, paint, photograph and create sculptures, small and large. I guess it’s only natural that, if you spend all your working day immersed in art, some of it washes off and you try your hand. Or perhaps you were an artist before you joined Phillips and hope that some day you may become famous enough to be auctioned off in one of their contemporary auctions, perhaps in New York. There is also a suggestion of alcohol, but standards are standards – it is champagne (Rebecca Toomy-Desmond).
A wide variety of work. As you might expect, quite an amount is photographic and digital. Most of the art is new, in fact one piece is so new that the paint is still wet! (Ian Bell). Charlotte Kingsnorth shows her dexterity by moving from her double seat “Mr and Mrs” to hand-blown glass, Colin Mortimer’s “Infinite Shades of White” could be an addition to the current exhibition “Transient Space” at Parafin, and Oliver Gottschalk’s ceramics are just beautiful, as are Joe Hewlett’s drawings. Kyle Buchanan goes small with his small canvas shown in front of Nathan Bendavid’s three collages “Burning Bright, The crippled and Emperor”, Victoria Fornieles has images of New York twisting and turning in “New York had me turning skywards” and Lewis Thomas has created a unique flag, which does not flutter in the breeze but has eyes that follow you as you walk around the gallery. You are being watched! Sun Kanmi has Martians listening to music on headphones – very spooky, but why not; they must have technology on Mars. Lots more to see, with a touch of humour in Millington Marriott’s limited edition of boxer shorts – guess what her male colleagues might be receiving in their Secret Santa this year?