Private View Friday 23rd February 18:00 - 19:00, followed by Peter Schuyff in Conversation with Nick Hackworth from 19:00 - 20:00
MK: Your work is not narrative. Does that mean that it is basically abstract?
PS: No, not really. A woman telephoned me and asked me, “What are your paintings about?” And I said,
“Don’t worry about that now. Just be thankful they are there.” I thought about that afterwards, and that really describes to me how my paintings are about nothing. How they deal with the problem of nothing.
– Interview with Peter Schuyff by Michael Kohn from Flash Art International no. 123, 1985
‘Some of my best abstract painting were reduced to a clearly simple set of rules which I simply had to follow till the end. I have to pay a lot of attention while taking little or no responsibility.’
– Peter Schuyff in conversation with Julia Crottet, 23 March 2017
‘Other animals do not need a purpose in life. A contradiction to itself, the human animal cannot do without one. Can we not think of the aim of life as being simply to see?’
– Straw Dogs, John Gray
Carl Kostyal is proud to present the first solo show in the UK by Peter Schuyff.
Schuyff came to prominence in 1980’s New York, alongside the likes of Philip Taaffe, Peter Halley and Ashley Bickerton, part of the loosely defined ‘Neo Geo’ movement.
His signature (though not exclusive) style is a kind of proto-digital, geometric abstraction.
Three small, exquisite, watercolours (all 1986) display a quiet, crazy, monastic intensity in the precision of their invested labour – each of them a fine grid filled by incremental movements through chromatic shades and gradients of luminosity.
The same intensity and tension between the fallible human hand and the idea of mathematical perfection animates the three large, bright, beautiful oil paintings of undulating linear and square patterns (all 2017).
Undulations, carved into hefty tree trunks, ripple also, apparently effortlessly, through Schuyff’s three wooden sculptures (all 2016).
Elsewhere an extraordinary, insoluble tangle of infinite spaghetti floats expansively upon the surface of Big Gold (2011).
United by a stoner Zen aesthetic each of these works claims nothing more or less than being the thing in itself.