Making room on the top shelf!
Daniel Shea’s 43 – 35 10th Street.
This is a massive brick of exciting imagery. Everything from the images, to the design, to the conflated shifts and changes of pairings, mood and materials is nothing shy of aesthetic celebration. Some artists just nail it everytime. Shea’s work is a courageous, elated blend of artistic license and stern visual gaze at our hand hewn social landscape. It’s hats off to the man-made, while at the same time conjuring up a layered lament. The journey we’re given and left bedazzled to decipher is entrenched in the mire and magnitude of Shea’s rapidly modernized neighborhood of Long Island City. Unlike so much urban-based work, we’re not abandoned, simply left stranded in some ironically delivered, witty claustrophobic mayhem. Instead, we bounce and swirl in the frenetic psychology of an artist hyped up on surface, texture, color, sound and tattered cacophony. This adventure dwells far outside the urbane at times, in the ethereal workings of the pliable mind. Somehow, Shea manages to calm the adrenaline and present it in such delicious form.
Published by Kodoji Press, 2018 (signed)
