This is an exhibition conceived from stasis. After stasis. That is, after a period of being transfixed. Fixed in a place, at a time. Held for a moment whilst life flutters on by. Still. There was magic in that moment of modernist witnessing. When We and I and the 'Eyes of the gallery' were taken in by the fragility of sheer formalist touch. By oil and pencil and canvas as graduations in tender-pink. Titled after Agnes Martin’s 1963 painting 'Flower in the Wind', this group exhibition brings together a number of artists whose work contains some form of dissonance; that...