Though the works in this show vary in scale, three generously proportioned canvases loom large in my memory, but I'll stick to writing about one: a massive spectre in silver and cerulean blue titled Lunar Caustic. When critic Gary Michael Dault quipped that this is the flagship piece of the exhibit, he hit the proverbial nail on the head.
As yet, Lunar Caustic has no internet presence, and I won't take a camera into a gallery on principle. A quick disclaimer on the image below*: this detail is a background found on one of Collins' blogs, and the only visual reference to a wall-sized behemoth of a work made of torn and cracked, silver-basted translucent encaustic. This scarred, patched hide is occasionally pierced by strident patches of blue, a concentrated field of which bathes the top of the canvas. In it I recognize something of Moby Dick's terrible, enthralling beauty.
Please. See it in person.
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| *Supposed detail of Lunar Caustic, perhaps unfinished. |



