On the Work of Edward Lawrenson
There is something apocalyptic about his work. That’s because there is something apocalyptic about the current state of the world that they are made in. I think so anyway.
It’s easy when we have jobs and homes, partners and families, to draw curtains and look in rather than out. Even for those whose homes, jobs and families are less secure, it is a necessary comfort to look at the good.
And, it’s true that all of us want to look at the good.
His paintings and drawings make us look and make us feel uncomfortable. They are reminders of the state of things. They are chaotic and disjointed and fill us with the same disquiet that we feel when we really look deep. When we really look deep at the bombs we drop and the fires and floods and shifts in temperatures and wrecking of soil that neglect has caused. When we really look deep at the impact of consumerist capitalism making us buy buy buy before we waste waste waste. His paintings sum this up.
The drawings too. They are delicate and more formal but punchy nonetheless. There is life and death here and an eeriness that hangs over them. And us.
His is the work that makes us think. His is the work that shows the effects of decisions made above our heads but realised at our feet.