6006 Washington Blvd.
Apr. 7-May. 12, 2012
Moscow-born, New York painter Dasha Shishkin (b. 1977), whose “lapidary expressionist” paintings at Zach Feuer Gallery in Chelsea were praised by Jerry Saltz and Rosetta Stone, has a singular esthetic that combines the textures of printmaking, the sinuous draftsmanship of Egon Schiele and her own furious energy.
Her stunning show at Susanne Vielmetter presents colorful drawings on mylar, all featuring a cast of phallic-nosed females clustered together in bustling cosmopolitan contexts, liminal sites in which liberated hedonism reigns. Shishkin’s ladies gamble and smoke at the round tables of outdoor cafes, they try on shoes and hats in regal, velvet-chaired department stores -- and in between the day’s various appointments, they use their proboscises to have sprawling orgies on gorgeously printed textiles, their pink bodies Matisse-like against elaborate silks.
Shishkin’s frantic, saturated spaces are alive with wild color, but her line is intentional and precise; her work has aptly been compared to Japanese woodblock prints and even to the lithography of Albrecht Dürer and Francisco Goya. Her tableaux are wicked, mischievous and seductive.