Sarah Graham | Riding House
Sarah Graham brings the natural world before us with a clear, unorthodox eye. Form comes into being with subtly coloured ink blushes, washes, seepages and stains. Mottled pools puddle and soak into the paper, drying to make the volumes of a glossy leaf or petal or the convex thorax of a butterfly.
Squid-ink pools of darker brown-black map the stained-glass panel of an insect wing or an exoskeleton’s segments; iridescent pools mark out the patterns of a moth’s brown wing. Graphic, calligraphic dashes and delicate striations define sail-like butterfly-wing capillaries, bristling abdomen hairs, twiggy mayfly legs and proboscises.
Savage, robotic insects hum and probe between flower petals; the heavy handmade paper bulges, saturated with colour. Nature requires no further manifesto or explanation. Her pictures are – in essence – about wonder and strange pleasures, engaging the eye and mind.