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April 23 – June 5, 2004
Ulrik Møller opens his new exhibition of paintings and large watercolours at Galleri Christina Wilson.
It is with with pleasure we present Ulrik Møller's second solo show in the gallery. For this show Møller has created a series of large watercolours and new paintings. The motifs are as seen previously in Ulrik Møller's works; the well known and the abandoned - the village houses, the landscape, the airplane, the fishing stakes, and the boats in the inlet. Technically the paintings are superior and consistent with a backward looking choice of motif in many cases reaching all the way back to the Golden age. Other motifs are reminiscent of a now lost rural way of life. The images reminds you of times past, although not seen from a romantic point of view.
Ulrik Møller elevates all his images in their own right, as may for instance be seen in the watercolour of the dull house in a provincial residential neighbourhood. Why depict this particular house? There is no explanation of why this house was chosen over any other. The image keeps itself in check between the flickering light and the totally abandoned. In spite of the well known and seemingly safe and secure, the works still seem hard to unlock.
The images are neither static nor dynamic, they are neither a romantic comment on the Danish countryside nor a harsh critique of society as is. We are seemingly caught in an area of neither good nor bad. The images are compressed and even claustrophobic in their insistent provincialism. They are provokingly technically simple with no obvious clues. The sea and the sky keep the soon to be extinct ferry in check and the aged airplane seems to be frozen in mid air. I one of the large oil paintings of a sea bed you will search for a place to rest you eyes in vain; instead you are pulled around the entire image before finally giving up.
Very few artists of our time do, like Ulrik Møller, insist on treating the subject of loneliness and isolation. His works bears witness to an alienation to the world, a sense of abandonment. A feeling we may all sense on occasion and which Ulrik Møller conveys so uniquely.
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