Objects of Desire

This is a group exhibition of ceramics, painting and drawing, centred around ideas of obsession, desire and unrequited love.

at ASC Brixton Beneficiary Project Space & Studios

Every day I think of you. If not you, then something related to you. It might be anything.

There are times when nothing else is on my mind but you. Then again, you are not there. Ever. You don't even know me. I don't exist. I wonder what you would do if you knew.

I know I do not know you. I have only seen you.

It's about the way you move. I can imagine your breathing in my bed, under the covers.

I see you touching me, as if in a dream. Then, I wake up and see your face turned away from me. Then, you are gone.

I have forgotten you. I no longer think of you. Sometimes, I miss you, sometimes I feel this profound sense of release, as if the world stopped being only about you.

Come on. Give me something; anything. A look. A gesture. Anything.

Signs. They are everywhere. The bus stop heaves with people and possibilities. I see you. I get on the 91 bus. I follow you upstairs. You are sitting right in front of me. I could touch your neck. The thought electrifies me. My hand is moving towards you. Instead, it reaches in to my bag. I win. Once you find out, it is all over. I am nothing.

I am alive.

Your neck. I watch it. I watch your hair. I can almost smell it. Almost.

Reach out. Touch it.

I get off the bus. You are still on it. Did you see me?

Every day, I think of you.

I have known everything and nothing about you. Had you been real to me, things might have been different, I imagine. My life would be yours. It would be the end of this; the end of you and us.

This absence of you is killing me. You are there all the time. The you that is not there is always there. It is an impossible conflict. To have you is to lose you all over again. Here, I can keep you eternally. A god complex. You do not do, you do not do,

Any more, black shoe

In which I have lived like a foot

For thirty years, poor and white,

Barely daring to breathe or Achoo. That could have been written for you, about you. About us.

ASC Brixton Beneficiary Project Space and Studios

Opening Times
Preview: Wednesday 6 November, 6-9pm
6 - 18 November 2019
Saturday and Sunday, 12-6pm and by appointment

ASC Brixton Beneficiary Project Space & Studios
246 Stockwell Road, Brixton