The depths of night are carnal, free, and expansive. Allison Hawkins’ watercolors heighten the instinctual fog of the evening. A veil of mystery consumes naked, nondescript characters that appear swaddled in moonlight. Accents of color draw one’s attention to the silent potential of pregnant moments. Vegetation melds with directionless travelers, halted and stoic. Bottomless pools are traversed and explored with empty purpose. Hawkins acknowledges a beauty in the unknown that battles the weight of looming danger. Just because shadows exist doesn’t mean everyone is shady.
Night Calling, open through January 27.