You all should know about Brigid Noone already. You don’t? Jesus, okay, don’t panic. Everything’s going to be all right. Stick with us, Adelaide.
I hesitate to lump, but from what we can tell, Noone is one of Adelaide’s most respected young figuratives – in the same category as your Jeremy Pierts, your Lisa Kings, and your Poh Ling Yeows, except Noone somehow finds extra time to fret over artist-run initiatives like FELTspace and the all-of-a-sudden exponential Format Collective. Seriously, if you see her tell her she’s something and give her a punch on the arm from us.
Lately Brigid has been exploring her earlier interest in ideas of innocence, generosity and vulnerability. Her work is awash with feel-goodness, yet it’s surprisingly un-corny. We don’t know how she gets away with it, but she does. Her latest show will be FELTspace’s first for 2010, and if you consider yourself even close to the peripheral odor of good visual art in Adelaide you’d be wise not miss it… not least because the beers will be cheap, and the gallery itself is a convenient stone’s throw from three kinds of salt and pepper eggplant.








