Will Cruickshank ~ 18 - 27 may 2007
 
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london e2

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Will Cruickshank invents things that although not strictly necessary (is that in any case a proviso for art?) elucidate the complex functions and substructures of the physical world. If sausages can grow on trees (and this is not debatable - I've seen him do it), then there is of course a vegetarian as well as a pork or beef sausage tree - the taxonomy is maintained. As a fabricator he skillfully brings to life a series of unlikely yet delicate contraptions, twisting the real world's truth into an endearing lie.

A car withpout a driver circles round and round in a field, but even (or especially) driverless it is led by the topography to migrate narturally and gradually downhill. The driver is the revolving earth - gravity. Gravity - and levity - are the motor forces in Cruickshank's art.

The record player, once positioned to revolve on its side entails a new solution, an elaborate system of weights to restore its functional equilibrium.

Another car is flying a kite, itself becomes an aspirant bird, doors outstretched to catch the wind as much as to hold the strinss. That hope is a vain one as the sheer stretch of sky reveals.

Function is dis-assembled then re-engaged differently. A branch of flowering hawthorn is held poised within a mundane pint glass, suspended halfway between beauty and forensic analysis. Perhaps rescued from an act of urban vandalism; it bridges for a moment the gap between nature and gallery.

There is an emotional charge in the grace with which the world's order is subverted, while left intact; changing the means without harming the end-function. Small events are suggested whose life is fleeting yet vital.

These images exist, witness to ideas of charm and wit which are nevertheless more than documentation and indeed more than just an 'image': they suggest a multiplicity of other images, a suite of events that might in fact have been practically invisible or have taken place unseen. The cars passing by on the horizon while the same van (a character in many of Cruickshank's pieces) trundles endlessly in its circle are probably oblivious, but were they not diverted from that horizon to homes or jobs they would be circling as endlessly too.

The small domestic rainbow floating in the spray above a squeezed hosepipe is final cosmic proof of the circling sun and earth.

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