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Et al.

On view in San Francisco, CA and Vilnius, Lithuania

NADA M̶i̶a̶m̶i̶ Cole Lu, Bri Williams
The collaboration consists of exhibitions at Et al. in San Francisco, USA & at Syndicate’s new space in Vilnius, Lithuania hosted by Autarkia.

Building on the past collaborations between the galleries, the latest takes place in the context of a dislocated NADA Miami. A sharp contrast to the hub of activity hosted by the sea each winter, the participants are instead separated by thousands of miles, and seeing each portion live is impossible. New drawings/sculptures by Cole Lu reframe the gap through the founding mythologies of interstellar travel, Bri Williams' works turn simultaneously inward half a world apart.

Cole Lu is an artist and writer originally from Taipei and based in New York. Recent exhibitions include Haus Wien, Vienna; The Drawing Center, Deli Gallery (all NY); and Monaco, St Louis. In 2018 Cole was a resident at Triangle Arts Association, and has forthcoming projects at Autoitalia (London), Nir Altman (Munich), & Autarkia (Vilnius).

Bri Williams is an artist who works primarily in sculpture. Willliams’ solo exhibitions include Murmurs, LA; Queer Thoughts, NY, and Interface, Oakland; and group exhibitions at Ochi Projects, Los Angeles; Karma International, Los Angeles; Ramiken Crucible, LA; and Queer Thoughts, Y, among others. Williams will have a solo show at Et al. 2021.

Contact

Website: etaletc.com

Email: [email protected]

Artworks

Cole Lu, I wish this was a different story. The world has turned suddenly upside down. They don't know what it is to be so chronically untouched that it extended from a spaceless to the edge of what can be petted, that an accidental brush of mailman's hand on your palm sent a jolt of longing straight to your trunk. I have sat on the grass, park benches, stoops, hospital room chairs, holding the great stocks of unused, objectless desire impaled in my lungs that collapses without oxygen until I was sure I was not in the room where the air is burning. (I live in America, I don't have to love it, nothing sound less than freedom to me, you do that. Everybody's got to love something), 2020
Cole Lu, On the floor under his feet, the script is precious, and the meaning convolute. He had been sound asleep for more than two hours when, around midnight, he heard little cracklings inside his dream. The sound of wind blowing is like forests in flame. (Night after one thousand and one nights), 2020
Cole Lu, He did not know how long he had been asleep, memory believes before knowing remembers. No one remembers where from aviation springs, but it does, like reality from Icarus' tower. First, I see a stripe of leather, fine twigs for a broom, and a large net to dangle down, sweep up feathers near the seagull nests, and it's easy. And probably all wrong. (By this time tomorrow I'll be a man of Moon), 2020
Bri Williams, Them dogs that don’t tell, 2018
Bri Williams, School Mates, 2017
Bri Williams, School Mates, 2017
Bri Williams, Constance, 2018