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  • View of “Prabhavathi Meppayil,” 2019. Foreground: sb/eighteen, 2018. Background, from left: l/hundred thirty six, 2018; l/hundred twenty eight, 2019.

    View of “Prabhavathi Meppayil,” 2019. Foreground: sb/eighteen, 2018. Background, from left: l/hundred thirty six, 2018; l/hundred twenty eight, 2019.

    Prabhavathi Meppayil

    Pace | London

    To gild is to transform, with intricate labor, the seemingly ordinary into the precious. Bangalore, India–based Prabhavathi Meppayil descends from a long line of goldsmiths, and she embeds the precise technical language of those craftspeople in her spare and stripped-back work, literally entrenching their processes in the work’s surfaces. Made of painstakingly applied layers of gesso, each of which takes hours to dry, her pieces feature the imprints of endless horizons of tiny geometric shapes made with a thinnam, an Indian goldsmithing tool traditionally used to embellish bangles. Many of the

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  • Nevine Mahmoud, breast (Rosa Alptraum), 2019, handblown glass, resin, aluminum hardware, 10 × 7 1⁄8 × 7 1⁄2".

    Nevine Mahmoud, breast (Rosa Alptraum), 2019, handblown glass, resin, aluminum hardware, 10 × 7 1⁄8 × 7 1⁄2".

    Nevine Mahmoud

    Soft Opening | Herald St

    There are breasts, and then there are tits. With their supple glass curves and pointy resin nipples, the pair hanging temptingly on the wall here were definitely tits. The pinky-beige breast (Rosa Alptraum) and her deep-red sister breast (tamarind) (all works 2019) were convincingly smooth and perky, just begging for an illicit feel. Confronted by Nevine Mahmoud’s sculptures of fragmented erogenous zones, I sensed the conflation of two prohibitions: the taboo against touching an artwork in a gallery, and that of touching a stranger’s body. Both can be tempting; both must be resisted. I must not

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