The work in his show, “lost in clouds,” is beautiful, and the snowy images on icy blue paper might convince you that this is nature. The painting on the wall, a golden latex oval with a liquified graphite mountain scene, romanticizes the imagery with a kind of seal of Nationalistic bombast sporting a Victorian fringe of drips(right, “Codex of Lost Lands: Vista”).
But what Pruden is really drawing are men’s dreams about mountains and landscapes
His drawing titles all start with “codex,” an early book form, and that’s a strong hint of what’s on his mind–culture and fiction and exploration history as a fiction. He’s a guy who’s mystified by the urge to conquer Everest or reach the South Pole (see my previous posts on Pruden here and here) and he’s interested in what it is in a culture or a person’s mind that transforms land into something more than a spot on the globe.
The show also includes a several of his Rorschach single-word images, two of them new, two that had shown at Nexus, that call up with white-on-white words–hypothermia, asphyxiation, starvation, insomnia–the physical horrors of exploration in a literary-looking, Victorian script. Some romance.
This show is up until Dec. 3.