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View of “Honey; Love; Pheromones,” 2016.

Mykonos

“Honey; Love; Pheromones”

Dio Horia
Panahra Square, Chora
June 24 - July 27

Rallou Panagiotou, the deft curator of this show, has a soft spot for a modernism weathered by the sea, as encapsulated in the Morandi-esque ceramic vessels that emerge out of what feels like a salty surface in Aliki Panagiotopoulou’s canvas mounted on powder-coated metal, titled Still Life, 2016. In this exhibition, which evokes the essence of a Greek island summer, sight and sound have been translated into representations—from Margarita Myrogianni’s photographs of a sea view taken through a summer-house window on Tinos island to Alan Michael’s impressive painting of a hyperreal seascape rendered as a curl across a large, raw canvas.

There is a sense of play here. Natasha Papadopoulou’s pair of puzzles feature two bare behinds with chunks of each cheek interlocking with the other. These works speak to a vital aspect of the Greek island experience: the sense of bodies on top of bodies, as sweat intermingles with the hot air. But Panagiotou does not allow this exhibition to fall into pastiche. She pays homage to the island’s ancient past and its holiday-infused present through an elegant series of paintings—including Jack McConville’s Instant Service, 2016, which features classical female figures alongside ice-cream cones, and Sofia Stevi’s Finders Follow, 2016, which features the abstract shapes of women’s backs. A feminist slant continues in Helen de Main’s screen prints of covers of the feminist magazine Spare Rib, while Rhianna Turnbull’s collage presenting four figures meticulously chosen from magazines and placed in simple juxtaposition brings it into a queer yet familiar and familial frame of reference. In keeping with the spectrum between the past and the present is Panagiotou’s aluminum cast of Medusa painted in Volkswagen-vanilla car paint to look ceramic and an abstract figure carved out of the trunk of a cedar tree by David Adamo. In both cases, nature becomes form, and form becomes the myth you live in.