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Conor Rogers - Brett
Acrylic on betting slip
10.5 x 15 cm
2020
At the heart of my practice is storytelling. It is manifested using a visual, poetic, and symbolic language translated through painted, sculpted, and poetic depictions from everyday life. I use this as a means of navigating through time and place combined with a critical approach towards painting as an object. Although my works have a familiar subject matter - the landscapes I experience every day - I intend that they go beyond the illusion of what I see to become both object and image at the same time. In combining image and object I endeavour to convey the intense reality of life in Britain. The artworks are by-products of deep personal connections made with lived experiences, memories, conversations and explore social commentary, cultural identities, class dynamics, stereotypes, and our sense of self in Britain. On the one hand my works are hyper-ordinary, but at the same time, I hope, extraordinary. The ordinary - the quotidian, or even abject - is turned into something precious, even jewel-like, through hours of time and labour.
Acrylic on betting slip
10.5 x 15 cm
2020
At the heart of my practice is storytelling. It is manifested using a visual, poetic, and symbolic language translated through painted, sculpted, and poetic depictions from everyday life. I use this as a means of navigating through time and place combined with a critical approach towards painting as an object. Although my works have a familiar subject matter - the landscapes I experience every day - I intend that they go beyond the illusion of what I see to become both object and image at the same time. In combining image and object I endeavour to convey the intense reality of life in Britain. The artworks are by-products of deep personal connections made with lived experiences, memories, conversations and explore social commentary, cultural identities, class dynamics, stereotypes, and our sense of self in Britain. On the one hand my works are hyper-ordinary, but at the same time, I hope, extraordinary. The ordinary - the quotidian, or even abject - is turned into something precious, even jewel-like, through hours of time and labour.