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Avery Palmer's drawings and paintings carry the psychic weight of another century. The background colors range from a variety of nudes to deliquescing corpse grays. These arid landscapes are peopled with hybrid forms of humanity-- animals, insects, dolls-- all sharing our bodies. In addition to this palette of washed-out anomie, the remote facial expressions express a recessive dream world. Palmer's surrealism fleshes out the unconscious, where bent thoughts thrive. Here every sleeping mind looks directly into the eyes of death. The canvases are less populated than those of Hieronymus Bosch, but they both share the sense that with tomorrow comes some fresh hell.
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