Los Angeles

Lewin Bassingthwaighte

Lane Gal­leries

With such a unique surname to play “barker,” it seems a pity that once inside Bassingthwaighte’s tent all curi­osity wilts. His act consists of expres­sionless little doll-girls who lie down and stand up, sit at tea or draw, leaving real crayon marks on backdrops that are flatter (though not duller) than themselves. By having the deadpan darl­ings face one another as if reflected in a mirror, the wily Englishman solves all compositional problems. In the ab­sence of color, he resourcefully employs tonal washes of Sucaryl.

––Rosalind G. Wholden