I feel a little sorry for the Sunday Art Fair. As the fair for emerging art it should really be the offshoot of Frieze that shows the cutting-edge work, the small galleries, the artist run spaces, and so on.
Instead it can unfortunately feel like forgotten backwater of the whole event, stuck as it is just a little bit too far location-wise, just a bit too hidden in the basement of Westminster University, and not as big and buzzing as it could be. Which isn’t to say that you can’t see good work on display. And, you have the chance to talk to both gallerists and artists.
If I said The Other Art Fair and Moniker (trend reports here) aren’t really the place to find the next big thing, then this just might be.
The noticeable trend at this fair was for everyday objects being perverted in someway into art objects. Sure, this is pretty standard business these days, and part of me was left wondering whether this was self-consciousness or lack of self-confidence? Or just that this generation of artists have turned their back on making the grand gesture and find their authenticity in reimagining the quotidian.
Daiga Grantina, Negligencia
Giulia Cenci, almost invisible#5 , 2014
James Lewis, All bodies of whatever
Dora Budor, The Architect, Mind Falls Apart, 2014
(Image at the top: Lea Cetera, Blue Bench, 2015, painted steel, ceramic, 63.5 x 46 x 183 cm.