Mike Davis @ White Walls

I caught up with the opening of Mike Davis’ exhibition Solo Flight [Charlie Christian/Benny Goodman anyone?] at White Walls Gallery in the Tenderloin this past weekend.  Art Dork Kim Scott and her posse took me. I know absolutely nothing about Mike [he was absent – at least while we were there] other than that he does live in San Francisco and he is a proponent of the burgeoning West Coast Narrative scene out here [I overheard the term Pop Surrealism used by one of the owners].  Solo Flight is like a meditation of the Northern Renaissance, especially painters like Bosch, Breugel, et al. with a slight psychedelic twist [they don’t need much!] and a nutty preoccupation with niggling, high impact rendering [not uncommon among these folks].  Mike uses some very ornate frames [some of which appear to be hand made creations that reminded me of water bed designs from several generations ago] to reinforce his historicisms.  Concurrently opening next door at The Shooting Gallery was Joshua Petker [another first time for me].  Although I’d not known either artist, there were an awful lot of red dots.  Check out the pix and links.


White Walls Gallery
835 Larkin Street
SF, CA 94109


Photos courtesy of Rachel Scott and White Walls Gallery