Basia Banda?s series of paintings speaks about sexuality, femininity, the satisfaction of rampant desires and different levels of experience. Rose-coloured bodies disappear among the sedge leaves, and parts of these bodies are covered with layers of red forest buries and drops of blood. Mosquitoes swarm toward female thighs in a thick stream, as if attacking her very nakedness.
There is no pornography in these fine and irremediably outspoken paintings. Banda outlines the fact and the metaphor of physical love at the same time. Her approach, passive and built on introspection, becomes at once wild, raw action which pushes the borders. The composition expands into the frame?ants and mosquitoes crawl not only over the canvases but onto the walls of the gallery as well.
Nothing is regular here, nothing is predictable. Even the way the pictures are hung on the wall is not uniform. There is no middle ground here, nothing that is general, just wild, instinct-driven singularities, exceptions.
Author: Eszter Götz
