Galleria Federico Vavassori | Those who live without torment

Penny Goring
Those who live without torment
March 22 - April 24, 2021

Penny Goring, Those Who Live Without Torment, 2021, installation view, Galleria Federico Vavassori, Milan

Penny Goring
Those who live without torment (Teal2), 2020
Acrylic paint on velvet
30 x 30 cm

Penny Goring, Those Who Live Without Torment, 2021, installation view, Galleria Federico Vavassori, Milan

Penny Goring
Those who live without torment (Teal 1), 2020
Acrylic paint on velvet
30 x 30 cm

Penny Goring
Those who live without torment (Red 2), 2020
Acrylic paint on velvet
30 x 30 cm

Penny Goring, Those Who Live Without Torment, 2021, installation view, Galleria Federico Vavassori, Milan

Penny Goring
Those who live without torment (Teal 5), 2020
Acrylic paint on velvet
30 x 30 cm

Penny Goring
Those who live without torment (Teal 3), 2020
Acrylic paint on velvet
30 x 30 cm

Penny Goring, Those Who Live Without Torment, 2021, installation view, Galleria Federico Vavassori, Milan

PENNY GORING

THOSE WHO LIVE WITHOUT TORMENT

MARCH 22 - APRIL 24, 2021

those who live without Torment
dig up the Roots of the Rotten heart
sudden Explicit Delusion
what if everything turns out Okay
(sudden Wild thought)

These paintings are Fragile gestures towards Freedom from Fuckery

concerned with colour, texture, shape, invoking growth, blooming, rotting,
manure, decay, undergrowth, mulch, roots, weeds, insects, flowers.
each painting is an attempt to live without torment, a brief refusal of grim
reality, whilst being fully aware i am ridiculous and everything i do is futile. i
made them defiantly, on luxurious velvet in vibrant colours: my tiny useless
weapons, glamorous charms, against evil. these paintings are (doomed)
frangible affronts to this ugly brutal world.

in your room
300 pink and yellow butterflies
and they will never die
and they will live for 48 hours
and they will never die

How many times can you be ruined
i’m trying to live without danger
i’ve cancelled your debt to me
look what i can do in velvet heaven
if you were a flower which one would you be
do flowers reveal truth
which flower would you buy
do you flower
would you like me to flower
do flowers still existential

we painted our fingernails with rainbows and the dirt beneath them grew flowers
and our hands described drunken gardens

today i am wearing voluminous powder blue dress, waist-high fuchsia knickers,
strappy red wedge sandals, heart, what didn’t kill me