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DANA HOLST |
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Ottawa Citizen
Anyone who hates kids and dogs can’t be all bad, according to the late actor W.C. Fields. Well, we know for certain what Edmonton artist Dana Holst thinks of kids. She has built a national reputation around several series of paintings of demented children. Holst’s brood include beady-eyed babies, zombie toddlers and bratty little ballerinas. |
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But look more closely at these orphaned animals seemingly floating on backgrounds of solid black or pastels. The animals are, after careful scrutiny, not all adorable and cuddly. Some look ready to pounce. Some are hiding secrets. Some look suspiciously neurotic. One cat brazenly bares its claws. Two bunnies look positively possessed. I wouldn’t, for instance, leave the cats in Brandy and Goober alone in a room with a baby. And as for Lucky, the big, black dog: He seems to be daring you to pick up that red ball in front of him for a game of fetch. But watch out, Lucky’s motives are unclear. It is, of course, possible to be overly influenced by Holst’s mischievous past and read more into these paintings than is really there. And, truth be told, Holst is a dog lover and maintains she loves dogs more than humans. Nevertheless, whether capturing pets or humans, Holst is one of the scariest figurative artists in Canada today. Holst was inspired to do this series of work, called Pounding, after visiting the Edmonton Humane Society shelter in 2001 to adopt a mixed-breed pooch named Oscar. Following that visit, Holst writes on her website, she was “haunted by the emotional distress experienced by the animals and the shades of human error responsible.” Beloved pets have long been a subject in art. During the 19th century especially, pet owners loved to put a frilly collar on Fido and immortalize him on canvas. Holst’s paintings, including some miniatures on antique ivory piano keys, reference those affectionate portraits. But she adds an extra layer to take into account that these are pets of the abandoned and abused variety. These are, she writes, pets with a “troubled past.” Hence, these are also pets with a “pounding” heart. Pounding, which continues until May 24, holds a mirror in front of what Holst calls “our throwaway society.” In the end, Pounding is more provocative and disturbing than Holst’s past rooms full of macabre, evil-intentioned children.
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