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Kaoru Arima likes to straddle the lines between control and surrender, formal and casual, revelatory and obscure, mindless and calculating, and, of course, art and non-art. What better place to show the results than in this tiny second-floor apartment gallery in Pilsen. It’s as randomly located as Arima’s own gallery in Inuyama, Japan (curiously named the Art Drug Center). The gallery’s white walls feel like the small areas of white paint splashed onto Japanese newspapers on which Kaoru executed the twenty-eight cartoonish line drawings in the collection of the Walker Art Center. A team of scholars might spend a frustrating decade trying to puzzle out the artist’s weird hieroglyphics. Three of his drawings are included in this show, one of them well hidden in a few sheets of crinkled white wrapping paper tacked up to the wall. Also in the show are three acrylic-on-canvas portraits. They’re glorious, both in color and personality. The splotches of intense, expressive color reprise a European avant-garde from a hundred years ago, with that same thrill of discovery. The artist’s work changed dramatically as he reached the age of forty. He still makes drawings that are obtuse enough for contemporary art museums, but his new paintings are simple, bold and attractive enough for a booth in a summer art fair. (Chris Miller)
Through June 2 at Queer Thoughts, 1640 West 18th, #3