Contoy 1988

Peter Alexander made Contoy, but when and with what exactly, remains a mystery, though I’m guessing it's some kind of pastel or chalk, maybe watercolor. There's something really immediate about the marks, they almost feel like they've been scribbled down, like catching a fleeting moment. And that color! The orangey-red against the faded blue sky is so intense. It reminds me of those moments when the sun is setting and the whole world seems to be on fire. The texture is soft, and the colors blend into each other in a way that feels dreamy and atmospheric. Look at the way he’s layered those strokes of red, and how they seem to dance across the surface, creating depth and movement. It feels like a Turner sunset, but a bit more raw, a bit more punk. Like he’s not trying to capture the beauty of nature, but rather the feeling of it, the energy and the chaos. It’s this ambiguity that makes the work so engaging, so open to interpretation.