was the second in a series of exhibitions in Gallery HOLT.

The floor of the gallery is herringbone parquet, scarred in a few places by the marks and stains of past use. Close to this space a similar floor was recently torn up to expose a lake of black tar: the stuff enduringly sticky and eager to grip particles and debris. Its odour was renewed as it was brought to light for the first time since the blocks were placed.
Black oil, bitumen, treacle, liquorice and the spots on the sun; white walls, tiny marks - larger blots and a pool of darkness.
Artists brought together in this presentation addressed issues of impenetrable material, heavy sticky material, effacement, that which is hidden, repressed or swallowed in darkness.
You know that some shadow, or, to use another term, some resist - in the sense one speaks of resist in the dying of material - marks the fact of consciousness in Freuds very discourse.
Lacan