I mentioned in my last post that I was going to Katy Heinlein’s show at Women & Their Work, Unknown Pleasures. I wasn’t disappointed. On a compositional/first-impression level, all the pieces were wonderful examples of balanced, yet exciting design: straight lines contrasted with ripples, muted tones and bright, almost neon colors. Then, as I took several more looks at the work, the intellectualism of form was overtaken by the erotic: many pieces consisted of rigid, phallic shapes rising from the ground concealed by folds of fabric, or lush billows of fabric strategically constrained.

The only thing I felt taken aback by was the scale. From looking at the images online, I expected the exhibit to consist of 3-4 grand installations taking up the whole room. Rather, there were about 10 pieces, no larger than 4 ft. high, some on the floor, some posted to the wall. I’m very rarely one to read into/look for the erotic in everything, usually I get a little turned off by it, so to speak, but the conversation between head and groin in Heinlein’s work showed neither entity was being taken too seriously, which is refreshing to see in Austin. I smiled.

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