Taking his cue from modernists, minimalists and monumentalists alike, London-based artist Cedric Christie's latest show, Love Me or Fuck Me but don't do both, is an elegant unlacing of esoteric artistic values - with a generous dollop of irony to boot.
Decking out the whitewashed surrounds of Londonâs Flowers East gallery with his large-scale, wall-based sculptural work until the middle of November, Christieâs exhibition straddles the boundary between high-art and commodity with expert dexterity.
Practicing as a welder prior to his art world calling, Christie puts his hands-on pedigree to good use for the show, employing found objects ranging from plastic pipes to snooker balls, and brickwork to scraps.
Fascinated by the fluid boundary between art and the ordinary, Christieâs compacted pink oldsmobile - transformed into a wall mounted âpaintingâ - is an articulate exposition of Christieâs off-kilter artistic agenda.
All at once a two-dimensional artwork and a worthless addition to the scrapheap, Christie subverts the notion of the artist as alchemist with this gentle poke at overwrought modernist values.
The âPink Paintingâ - when taken with the swooping snooker ball-filled curves of Christieâs industrial sculpture âPhoenixâ, and the hanging banality of his gas-station-style light box advertisements - encapsulates Christieâs somewhat irreverent approach to his art.
Subtle, funny and erudite - despite his valiant efforts to âbring downâ high art - Christieâs latest outing canât help but lodge his pin even more firmly into the art world map.