Josh Mannis

Thomas Solomon Gallery, Los Angeles04 - Upstairs, Downstairs

A couple lie naked on a rug with their feet lolling in the air. She smokes; he holds his chin in his hands and gazes sideways at her, a quiet smile on his lips. They’ve probably just had sex. She is looking directly at us, or she would be – except her large, oval eyes have been entirely blacked out by the artist. They are unnerving empty holes. Read the rest of this entry »