Nelleke Cloosterman: Between What Is Ours
PLUS-ONE Projects presents the upcoming solo exhibition by Nelleke Cloosterman.
In Nelleke Cloosterman鈥檚 paintings, worlds fall over one in gossamer layers of oil paint. Existing both within and apart from each other, they explore different times and realms, defying the natural order of the world. Ghostly impressions of figures, landscapes and animals impart themselves from one to the next, imposing new connotations on the layers that follow and vice-versa. Birds, once perched, become suspended in wingless flight; a chaise lounge is replaced by a forest floor; birds from each continent exist together in one tree; sisters reach for each other across thresholds, somehow together and somehow apart. At points, these disruptions are eerie, at others filled with wonder. Bubbles, longstanding imagery representing the transience of human life and joy, become un-poppable, acting as windows between one world and the next.
There's a consistent sense of limbo-like place across the paintings. A return to a forest or natural world that's just out of reach, it鈥檚 unclear if this is one space or many, or an amalgamation re-imagined and cut together. Particular pieces turn to the more abstract layers of the artist's worlds, shifting the paintings so that they skirt to the edges and expose the linen underneath. We can see here where they sit skewed off of each other, exposing the edges of their boundaries. Where do these worlds begin and end, do they stop at the linen or expand past the paint? Do the stitched together panels become bends and divides and fractures? Where does this place the viewer, does our world become an extension of the painted ones?
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PLUS-ONE Projects presents the upcoming solo exhibition by Nelleke Cloosterman.
In Nelleke Cloosterman鈥檚 paintings, worlds fall over one in gossamer layers of oil paint. Existing both within and apart from each other, they explore different times and realms, defying the natural order of the world. Ghostly impressions of figures, landscapes and animals impart themselves from one to the next, imposing new connotations on the layers that follow and vice-versa. Birds, once perched, become suspended in wingless flight; a chaise lounge is replaced by a forest floor; birds from each continent exist together in one tree; sisters reach for each other across thresholds, somehow together and somehow apart. At points, these disruptions are eerie, at others filled with wonder. Bubbles, longstanding imagery representing the transience of human life and joy, become un-poppable, acting as windows between one world and the next.
There's a consistent sense of limbo-like place across the paintings. A return to a forest or natural world that's just out of reach, it鈥檚 unclear if this is one space or many, or an amalgamation re-imagined and cut together. Particular pieces turn to the more abstract layers of the artist's worlds, shifting the paintings so that they skirt to the edges and expose the linen underneath. We can see here where they sit skewed off of each other, exposing the edges of their boundaries. Where do these worlds begin and end, do they stop at the linen or expand past the paint? Do the stitched together panels become bends and divides and fractures? Where does this place the viewer, does our world become an extension of the painted ones?
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