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ALASTAIR LAAS


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      After The Virus (2020)

      Ink & Polymer on canvas
      35.4 x 32.6 x 15 cm      After the powers that be decided to ignore the news that the ‘Wuhan-Clan’ had made a booboo, I started to worry. 

      Working in the bowels of an insurance firm at the time, I could tell that the breaking news coming out of China wasn't taken seriously. On waking in a sweaty, blind panic the next morning, I went to the studio, grabbed this deckchair fabric. dipped my hand in black ink, gripped it tightly and made this work, unaware at the time of how poignant it would end up becoming.

      The work was put aside with little further regard. Less than three weeks later, the COVID-19 pandemic hit European shores, and the world began to recognise the severity of the risk it posed.

      Looking back, this work was born of an innate fear, a reflection of what may be passed from one of us to another, with the best of intentions, unaware of the death cap we may be contracting. Some time later, this became as common an occurrence as older generations relaying their survival stories from cancer. 

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      Posture Up (2021)

      Unfired clay on polypropylene frame
      60 x 45 cm             As we sit, we suffer. The wormholes in our minds grow deeper with every ticking hand of time that passes by. Gripping tightly, the frame both supports and restricts our evolving body clock; there is no going back, there are no do-overs. 

      The grip on our liberty is as such: a needless waste we freely walk into, but then find it almost impossible to retract. For, as we recline in our seat backs, the reality sits just behind us, lurking. We know it's there, but it is a quiet beast that wraps around us, constricting the blood flow to our brains.

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      Untitled [Dark System II] (2021)

      Oil on Fabriano Tiziano Paper
      80 x 150 cm

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      Untitled [Poison Chalice] (2021)

      Oil on Fabriano Tiziano Paper
      150 x 150 cm

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