new-york

Audrey Flack

Louis K. Meisel Gallery

Audrey Flack is perhaps an exception to the style—surely not in her pictorial handling—but in her apparent will to use its obtuseness as a vehicle for a personal, conceivably even an autobiographical statement. True enough, her still-life objects would seem to have moist lips, and she is unequaled in giving a spitting image of frosting. But a rope of costume pearls coils, like a signature, through many of her ambitious still lifes, even one devoted to model airplane kits. And if she is beguiled by brand names like Chanel or Revlon, the articles which they label are implied as being on her vanity table. She fastens unashamedly on images that signify the good life to a woman, specifically a woman of a certain age who shows in Soho but does not share its art-world tastes at all. Cut glass, Meissen-like china and rococo silver salt shakers are her stock in trade. From her perfume bottles and

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