Irene Wilde: Melancholy, Me

Irene Wilde

January 10th -31st

My work is my attempt to come to terms with feeling; that remarkable gift we are given and have always known, and yet continues to be an entity of which we cannot explain. For feeling is strange and terrifying in the sense that every human will one day hear a different inner monologue that is foreign and yet irrefutably their own.

Nicholai Cox: Dreamscapes

June 7–30, 2019

I paint things and dream of butterflies. often the two intermingle to create the surreal existence of life and death, beauty and the macabre that showcases itself in hidden glances and tangible whispers. There is an unsettling nature about my work that frequently shows in the detached expressions and passivity of my characters juxtaposed against the chaos of their world. As an artist, it is my job to bring the dreamscape to reality, to touch upon the unseen fantasy world that we live in. my hope is that you will share in the journey, even if it is just as a passerby, and perhaps take a piece of the glimpses I offer with you.