BOO SAVILLE - BUTTER SUNKTrolley Gallery is proud to present a solo show of new work by Boo Saville, exploring the symbolic and ritualistic images of human remains and archeological remnants.
In recent years, Saville has explored the surreal origins and mysterious forms of archaeological human remains. The title she has chosen for this show, ‘Butter Sunk’, is derived from the poem ‘Bogland’ by Nobel prize winning Irish poet Seamus Heaney and is the title of a new work produced for the show...BOGLAND
We have no prairies
To slice a big sun at evening--
Everywhere the eye concedes to
Encrouching horizon,
Is wooed into the cyclops' eye
Of a tarn. Our unfenced country
Is bog that keeps crusting
Between the sights of the sun.
They've taken the skeleton
Of the Great Irish Elk
Out of the peat, set it up
An astounding crate full of air.
Butter sunk under
More than a hundred years
Was recovered salty and white.
The ground itself is kind, black butter
Melting and opening underfoot,
Missing its last definition
By millions of years.
They'll never dig coal here,
Only the waterlogged trunks
Of great firs, soft as pulp.
Our pioneers keep striking
Inwards and downwards,
Every layer they strip
Seems camped on before.
The bogholes might be Atlantic seepage.
The wet centre is bottomless.
Seamus Heany
29th January - March 14th
Trolley Gallery
73a Redchurch Street
London
E2 7DJ
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