2011 › Nick Turvey

Incarnate
Solo exhibition.

The Print Room

16th November – 17th December 2011

34 Hereford Road
London W2 5AJ
Relic
2011. Acacia wood. 168 x 27 x 25 cm.
Life Sentence
2011. Mixed Media. 120 x 110 x 80 cm.
Host
2011. Jelly – 50 x 30 x 30 cm.

We are meat, infected by language.
Sculptour
Group show

Beukenhof-Phoenix Gallery

1st May – 30th September 2011

Beukenhof-Phoenix, Ronde van Vlaanderenstraat 9-11, B-9690 Kluisbergen, Belgium.
Open daily 14.00 – 19.00 hrs.

Image: Chief
Mercer-RBS
Mercer Residencies Exhibition
Nick Turvey & Anne Mercedes

RBS Studio Gallery

15th August – 23rd September 2011

108 Old Brompton Road
London SW7 3RA

Image: What do you want to be when you grow up?
The Binding Problem
2011. Carrara marble. 80 x 65 x 65 cm.

Dying in his cell or hospital bed, trapped in memories, Beckett’s character Malone recounts: “When I open staring wide my eyes I see at the confines of this restless gloom a gleam and shimmering as of bones, which was not hitherto the case, to the best of my knowledge. And I can even distinctly remember the paper-hangings or wallpaper still clinging to the walls in places and covered with a writhing mass of roses, violets and other flowers …”.
The Binding Problem
2011. Carrara marble. 80 x 65 x 65 cm.

Dying in his cell or hospital bed, trapped in memories, Beckett’s character Malone recounts: “When I open staring wide my eyes I see at the confines of this restless gloom a gleam and shimmering as of bones, which was not hitherto the case, to the best of my knowledge. And I can even distinctly remember the paper-hangings or wallpaper still clinging to the walls in places and covered with a writhing mass of roses, violets and other flowers …”.
The Binding Problem
2011. Carrara marble. 80 x 65 x 65 cm.

Dying in his cell or hospital bed, trapped in memories, Beckett’s character Malone recounts: “When I open staring wide my eyes I see at the confines of this restless gloom a gleam and shimmering as of bones, which was not hitherto the case, to the best of my knowledge. And I can even distinctly remember the paper-hangings or wallpaper still clinging to the walls in places and covered with a writhing mass of roses, violets and other flowers …”.
Dream
2011. White marble – 42 x 48 x 25 cm.
Dream
2011. White marble – 42 x 48 x 25 cm.
Dream
2011. White marble – 42 x 48 x 25 cm.
Pietrasanta
RBS Members working in Pietrasanta. Group Show.

Chiostro di Sant’ Agostino

26th March – 10th April 2011.

Hanneke Beaumont, Robin Bell, Nicolas Bertoux, Helaine Blumenfeld, Eppe de Haan, Maria Gamundi, Sylvestre Gauvrit, Anat Golandski, Barbara Hodgkins, Immanuel Klein, Briony Marshall, Ron Mehlman, Nicolas Moreton, Louise Plant, Shelley Robzen, Cynthia Sah, Inger Sannes, Eja Siepman van der Berg, Matthew Simmonds, Almuth Tebbenhoff, Nick Turvey, Julia Vance, Maja van Hall, Jill Watson, Lars Widenfalk

Pietrasanta, Italy.
Tuesday – Sunday 16.00 – 19.00 hrs

Image: ‘What do you want to be when you grow up?’ at Studio Sem
National Sculpture Prize
2011 National Sculpture Prize. Finalists exhibition.

Broomhill Art & Sculpture Foundation

June 1st 2011 – Feb 28th 2012

Muddiford Rd, Barnstaple, North Devon, EX31 4EX.
Open daily.

Image: Conscience
Conscience
2011. Bronze resin & nylon rope – 200 x 64 x 60 cm.

What interests me is the embodied nature of consciousness, the fact that our sense of ourselves is the product of a visceral, muscular materiality. Yet, at the same time, this body can seem like a prison, in which we are shackled by brutish desires and appetites. Identity is not monolithic. The brain and body are a parliament. It is a constant struggle, a dialogue, a story. We believe whatever we must, in order to continue living.
Conscience
2011. Bronze resin & nylon rope – 200 x 64 x 60 cm.

What interests me is the embodied nature of consciousness, the fact that our sense of ourselves is the product of a visceral, muscular materiality. Yet, at the same time, this body can seem like a prison, in which we are shackled by brutish desires and appetites. Identity is not monolithic. The brain and body are a parliament. It is a constant struggle, a dialogue, a story. We believe whatever we must, in order to continue living.
Conscience
2011. Bronze resin & nylon rope – 200 x 64 x 60 cm.

What interests me is the embodied nature of consciousness, the fact that our sense of ourselves is the product of a visceral, muscular materiality. Yet, at the same time, this body can seem like a prison, in which we are shackled by brutish desires and appetites. Identity is not monolithic. The brain and body are a parliament. It is a constant struggle, a dialogue, a story. We believe whatever we must, in order to continue living.