Wheatland

Jacob Mason-Macklin
12.11 — 2.16
[Gallery A]

Beneath oxidized skies
Ash complexioned highways
Cast aside
Treaded stacks of worn wheels
Who, in the night
Burn, smolder, n’ rust

Plumes of exhaust
Straddle street lights
Covering orange;
Seeking, stranded silhouettes
Who, in the night
Yearn, hunger, n’ lust

A hopper overpass
Baits the path
Toward Wheatland
A tiger’s eye siren beckons
Who, in the night
Pine under fallen coal dust

— Jacob Mason-Macklin

A special thank you to Hannah and Devin

About Jacob Mason-Macklin

Jacob Mason-Macklin is an artist born in Columbus, OH, currently living in Queens, New York. Mason-Macklin graduated from the Columbus College of Art & Design in 2017. He is a 2016 alumnus of the Yale-Norfolk Summer School of Art and a 2019 alumnus of the Skowhegan School of Painting and Sculpture. In 2021–2022, Mason-Macklin was an Artist-in-Residence at The Studio Museum in Harlem, New York.

Recent Exhibitions:

  • Underground at Mamoth Gallery, London, UK (2023)
  • The Future Won’t Be Long Now at SOMEDAY, Lower Manhattan, New York (2023)
  • It’s Time For Me To Go at MOMA PS1, Long Island City, New York (2022–2023)
  • Duo exhibition with Ryan Huggins at Page Gallery, New York (2021)
  • Soul Procession at Interstate Projects, Brooklyn, New York (2020)
  • Pure Hell at No Place Gallery, Columbus, Ohio (2020)
  • Bounty with Cudelice Brazelton at Jeffrey Stark Gallery, New York, curated by Amanda Hunt (2017).

Afterimage

Catalina Ouyang
12.11 — 2.16
[Gallery B]

Painting is the wrong art for people who love justice.
- Anne Boyer

Palinopsia: “seeing,” “again”
persistence of impressions
doomscrolling; emergent forms
seeking shelter in legibility
overworking a surface
coaxing out an image
obliterating it
coaxing out relationality
being obliterated

Afterimage: the painting that limps back to you.

When I walked the Camino, God beat my bones every morning.

I arrived at the tomb of St. James and that night, in my sleep, the hands of Satan descended upon me from a boy with the face of an angel.

I thought I was dead.

You tried everything?

I waited.

You spoke aloud?

I said, God rest me.

You’d let me be lonely?

I thought I was dead.*

-Catalina Ouyang, December 2024

* Claudia Rankine, Don’t Let Me Be Lonely, 2004

Catalina Ouyang engages in object-making, interdisciplinary environments, and time-based projects. Their practice embraces an array of materials including hand-carved wood and stone, paint, appropriated literature and film, family secrets, animal parts, antiques, and a full-scale replica of a trench toilet, presented with varying degrees of legibility. Against affirmational conventions of representation and repair, the works instigate relation through violation.

Ouyang has held solo exhibitions at Night Gallery, Los Angeles; No Place Gallery, Columbus, OH; Lyles & King, New York; The Knockdown Center, Queens; and Make Room, Los Angeles. Their work has been included in group shows at the Cantor Arts Center, Stanford, CA; Institute of Contemporary Art at MECA&D, Portland, Maine; Aldrich Contemporary Art Museum, Ridgefield, CT; EFA Project Space, New York; Capsule, Venice; James Fuentes Gallery, New York; Jeffrey Deitch, New York and Los Angeles.

Ouyang’s work has been featured in publications including the New York Times, Artforum, Flash Art, Momus, Sculpture Magazine, Document Journal, Art Review, and Frieze. Their work is in the collections of the Brooklyn Museum, New York; Los Angeles County Museum of Art; High Museum, Atlanta, GA; Pérez Art Museum Miami; Nasher Sculpture Center, Dallas, TX; Columbus Museum of Art; Kadist Foundation, San Francisco; Faurschou Foundation, Copenhagen; Pond Society, Shanghai; and X Museum, Beijing. Ouyang received an MFA from Yale University and is based in New York. They are represented by Lyles & King in New York and Night Gallery in Los Angeles.