Everybody Comes to Holyrood - Group Show
This article is from 2006.
It is tempting to use words such as ‘smorgasbord’, ‘glut’ and ‘banquette’ when referring to an exhibition that is literally packed to the ceiling with art works (Jemima Brown’s ‘Angel of the 101’ perches high on a rafter like a gargoyle), but ‘orgy’ seems to be the most fitting description. The works on show at Attic Salt vie for space and attention, like the figures of fun living sub-celebrity lifestyles that the artists use as their subject matter.
This exhibition brings together the work of 15 artists, from Ross Sinclair to Angie Reed, a list of glitzy names that could be read out at an awards ceremony. In exploiting the relationship between California’s Hollywood and Edinburgh’s Holyrood, we are presented with works that act as set dressing for Edinburgh’s International Arts Festival. But this is a self-conscious, knowing pose, and as one walks round the gallery some very solid work emerges from the overall sense of artifice.
Martin C de Wall’s untitled photograph of über chic New Yorkers spans one of the gallery’s walls; androgynous model-types frame a city skyline wearing clothes that are as sharp and OTT as their polished cheekbones. Ross Sinclair’s ‘Modular T-shirt Installation’ presents fat-boy vests with daft pop legends on them: ‘We are all Prostitutes’, ‘David Bowie’ and ‘Ha Ha Ha’. Ursula Meyer offers a short digital video of a figure lost in the shiny glass maze of a modernist villa. Celebrity life may be alienating, but it also requires a lot of Windowlene. (Alexander Kennedy)
Attic Salt, Edinburgh, until Sat 2 Sep