Alys Kenny
These posed-out, super-saturated snap-shots should be in classy magazines; they're creepy, smart, and so apocalyptically Miami.
Katie Reese
The cupcake-constructions look sweet and creamy, but we know that they're architectual, which means the first taste will be salty and unfilling, and after that, even your teeth will be frightened by these cakes' silent censure.
Kerry Riordan
Deadpan portraits of blandifying but well-intended consumer-artifacts and signs float unabashedly in a current of soothing nostalgia and irony.
Paul Paddock
A page out of the instructional manual for better living, faxed right into your dreams: sleepy girl with wrinkled toes and white-out eyes tries to retain a flock of butterflies, in spite of curious probings by translucent little boys.
Radek Szczesny
An attackfully friendly rabbit; a vaguely demonic, politically extremist plush-buddy, menacingly rendered.
Serge Patzak
A kind of object-still-life? Improbably absorbing hues of warm gold.
Tim Dubitsky
The innocence of childhood play, lovingly strip-searched to reveal a ritualized, fetishistic world of complicated superstitions and violent exuberance.
Valentina Loi
These color-shade photograps are all mood, motion and dizzyness, in a way that reminds me of being ten years old in the nineteen eighties, and watching grown-up tv with my eyes closed.
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