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Thaddeus Strode

1301 Gallery

Thaddeus Strode employs the Zenned-Out-Euphoric-Get-Stupid Principle to great comic effect. It is a way of thinking/not thinking, of messing with one’s playthings, that’s often misunderstood. Strode’s objects respond to the critical dig “Not going to learn anything big here” with a “You’re damn right and to hell with you”. But the work isn’t that rude. It’s kind of friendly and only demands close attention in order to charm and babble, not reprimand or elucidate. It’s a modest and astute body of work, loaded with and simultaneously drained of possibilities. Strode wants you to believe, to get caught up; half way there “you smell the coffee”—his illusory prank—but the fun jitters on.

Strode’s ten miniature dioramas (all approximately two feet square, with the exception of one circle, 17 inches in diameter, perched on raw-plywood pedestals) are one man’s commitment to experimentation and

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