Cole Lu 呂咅彧

He woke up in the same position with the little machine in his palm. His mother pointed at the different parts, explaining their functions. The rods were called hands and chased around the clockface in step with time. The little boy nodded, knowing, for his kind, time was an aberrant thing, a human thing. It didn't belong here. (Sleep), 202491.4 x 61cmPrice on Request

Details

MaterialGalleryLocation

burnt linen, rubberwoodHerald StLondon

Description

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The artwork features a hazy, ethereal background with splotches of black and white, creating a dreamlike atmosphere. Against this abstract backdrop, a central figure is depicted through intricate line work, appearing to be a seated individual wearing robes or garments. The figure is rendered in a style reminiscent of traditional woodcut or etching techniques, adding a sense of timelessness to the piece. The overall composition and the artist's use of contrasting textures and tones suggest a contemplative, meditative quality, inviting the viewer to interpret the work's deeper symbolic meaning or the artist's intended message about the human condition. ...

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Artist

Cole Lu 呂咅彧

1984

Combining literary and historical reference with autobiographical experiences, Cole Lu's practice builds new mythologies that carry echoes of trauma, transformation and regeneration. Lu questions the theistic concept of creatio ex nihilo (creation out of nothingness), proposing a more complicated interspersal of time and human existence. Presented as a compilation of gestures or a collection of brief anecdotes, Lu's work unfolds serially, following invented characters through a parallel world of his creation. Each exhibition or body of work reveals another element, broadening his narrative to incorporate new sites and characters. He (re)invents, (re)names, and (re)writes his subjects, composing each work with an elaborate fragmented title – a literary device that further subverts conventional linear narratives and amplifies his poetic vision. ...

Cole Lu 呂咅彧: Artworks

Cole Lu 呂咅彧What spilled in the dream ran under the limestone cave. Bending over, he translated his nights and days; the eye of the cave is a needle for those who refuse to forget. (Amnesia), 2024Price on Request

Cole Lu 呂咅彧He woke up in the same position with the little machine in his palm. His mother pointed at the different parts, explaining their functions. The rods were called hands and chased around the clockface in step with time. The little boy nodded, knowing, for his kind, time was an aberrant thing, a human thing. It didn't belong here. (Sleep), 2024Price on Request

Cole Lu 呂咅彧The clock in the brick house kept ticking the time away, chipping off bits by bits. Tonight, but every night, time stands still. Raindrops hang static above the roof. The bell of the clock tower floats mid-swing. Orthos raises his muzzles in silent howls. The aromas of tangerines, mangoes, saffron, and cardamom suspend in space. (Map), 2024Price on Request

Cole Lu 呂咅彧We watched the sky, waiting for another star; there was a necklace of fire the night he left. Blinded by the forest, he could only see the trees. (Boat), 2024Price on Request

Cole Lu 呂咅彧Inside him now the landscape is empty with everything, his hair waves between summer and autumn, silent through the woods. (Amnesia), 202412000 USD

Cole Lu 呂咅彧The first time someone sent him to the drawing room — tick tock, tick tock — he fell in love with this back-and-forth movement. Later, he learned it was called the withdrawing room; tongue gives the mind a thunder strike, his pulse racing as horses galloping home. (Withdrawing room), 202410000 USD

Cole Lu 呂咅彧At the border, when his mother describes the nature of love, all they heard was the sound "bar bar bar.” (The Black Sun), 20224500 USD

Cole Lu 呂咅彧Travel. Its ancient root tripalium is an instrument of discipline with three stakes. Some said it reflects a journey's extreme difficulty, and some move where the stakes rolls. Upon his arrival, the island is shard with glares, trees everywhere. (Gate), 20226000 USD

Cole Lu 呂咅彧Eventually, they fell into a restless sleep, slept and did not sleep, dreamt and did not dream. (First migration), 20248500 USD

Gallery

Herald St

London, London

Herald St was established in 2005 by Ash L’ange and Nicky Verber. With two spaces across London, Herald St represents twenty-five international artists and participates in multiple art fairs including Art Basel, Frieze London, and Frieze Los Angeles amongst others. Works by Herald St artists are held in many museum collections and are regularly included in exhibitions within public institutions.