What am I looking at?

An interrogation of Helen Donnelly’s New Work By Simon Farid



What am I looking at? Is it about space? About eyes, about seeing. Looking. Essentially, I’m looking at a flat plane. On the canvas, definitely yes. In the room in Queen St, maybe less so. But is it flat? My eyes say no. It moves; shapes fall in. I duck out of the way as a cube falls onto my foot. Would I call this illusion? The paintings are still. It’s my eyes that move them. In fact, it’s my eyes that are moving. Darting around the plane, different shapes emerge and recede. I’m engaged in the painting process itself, that of adding and subtracting, moving shapes and colours around the canvas, finding my own conclusion.

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