KELLY DASCHLE

One does not merely view the work of Kelly Daschle; one is granted a firm, albeit polite, audience with a series of forensic melodies that disrupt the sensible world with a level of sophisticated insurgency quite rare in this age of digital fatigue. Ms. Daschle operates with a gilded hostility, utilizing heavy impasto textures and atmospheric grays to neutralize the aggressive serenity of the common lobby. By weaving fragments of stolen sheet music and jagged gold leaf into a state of narrative abstraction, she produces physical relics of a creative life that force the witness to piece together echoes of a performance or a quiet moment of departure. These works are intended solely for the serious collector who possesses the breeding to recognize the turbulent memories surfacing beneath the gold, making Ms. Daschle a vital asset to the Syndicate’s collective declaration against the Hotel Art Complex.
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-- Sir Edmund Hillary (no relation)