SoWa gets a Fountain (gallery, that is)
GALLERIES | Cate McQuaid GLOBE CORRESPONDENT JUNE 01, 2017
In April, the old mill building that Fountain Street Fine Art had called home for six years shut down abruptly when the city of Framingham determined the building was unsafe. The April exhibition had been up for all of two hours. Co-owners Cherie Clinton and Marie Craig quickly found a new space in Boston’s SoWa gallery district. They changed the gallery’s name to Fountain Street and had it up and running in time for May’s First Friday openings.
Tatiana Flis, (An)Obsidian Return, graphite and gouache.
The first, deceptively frothy show features work by Tatiana Flis and Sarah Alexander, and moody, ethereal sound by Todd Bowser.
Flis’s surreal drawings and sculptures juxtapose miniature buildings on stilts with rippling washes of graphite and casts of hands. The immaculate shack in “Refraction Arises” perches on a blot of liquid graphite, as precarious as a beach house during a nor’easter. The house, precise on spindly legs, stands in for any one of us. It’s the earnest, flimsy structure we present to the world, built over — or amid — the seething unconscious.
In “(An)Obsidian Return,” vapor forms a roof over a brick cell. Bitty flames erupt at the top, their orange and yellow splitting open the drawing’s quiet gray. The tiny nightmare tenses between containment and explosion.
Sarah Alexander, Backstage, ink with watercolor.
Alexander’s drawings and paintings spin with coils and strands. Some works are frenetic and lusciously layered (for “In Flux,” Alexander tosses in shreds of aqua netting amid sepia loops for a dense, swirling, underwater effect). Like Flis’s works, Alexander’s imagine an inner world: thoughts endlessly unspooling.
She’s at her best when all that activity coalesces into something larger. “Backstage” looks like the remains of an opening-night after-party. Boxes add structure; breathy, inky strokes in the background add depth. Threads from spilling coils form a border. Here thoughts don’t merely natter and whirl; they create a space for themselves.