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Robert Owen

A Warring Peace, A Sweet Wound, A Mild Evil

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Installations such as A Warring Peace: A Sweet Wound: A Mild Evil are not aesthetic objects placed on surveillance stands for public cen­sorship and scrutiny but are incursions into the space which must change its configuration in order to accommodate the invasion. The com­ponents Owen uses aren't normally associated with the Fine Arts and include such materials as crushed glass, ceramics, galvanised rain guttering, a rock and found objects. 

At one end of the gallery Owen has created an island of transformation: emerging from the floor and the sea of ultramarine powdered pigment, is a rock - an island of solidity in a blur of powdered intensity. Casting a shadow, a reflec­tion, over this image of solidity are two ceramic vessels - the carriers of potential, inverted and closed. Transmuted from carriers of meaning to a beacon of expression, and reflecting the ar­tists concern with Towers and with the transmission of meaning through presence. This island is the beachhead of Owen’s assault on the gallery - the public space. With it he breaches the predominate discourse with a private metaphor - a personal incision on the social body. The extremity to this silent cry lies at the farthest end of the gallery - a precise in­cursion into the space, a geometric arrange­ment of shattered glass, glistening with a lunar brilliance supplied by the overhead spotlight. Although in opposition to the island, this incur­sion reflects the solidity of the island rock with the fragmented auto glass and the ultramarine powder with the light - material and immaterial. Even in this reflected discourse Owen maintains a binary opposition in the reversal of the physicality of each wound. The island maintains materiality (rock)