There Stands The Glass, Conor O’Brien
by JADE WARNE
  • WHAT

    THERE STANDS THE GLASS, CONOR O'BRIEN

  • WHERE

    BLACK & BLUE GALLERY, 302/267-271 CLEVELAND ST, REDFERN

  • CONTACT

    9699 6038 OR HERE

     

published on 26th October, 2008

Sunset. Blankets. Holidays. Heartbreak. Conor O’Brien’s images are warm like your towel after a swim; silent like eye contact across the room; awkward like your fumbled first kiss.

Been here before? Sure, Sophia Coppola, Stephenie Meyer and even Bonds have been milking the aching beauty and banality of adolescence for years. Oh, and they’ve all got best-selling soundtracks to prove it.**But before you roll your eyes and mumble that you’ve seen it all before, take a breath. THERE STANDS THE GLASS isn’t trying to impress you. In Conor’s world, images of fleeting heaven exist simply for themselves. And if you’re lucky you might just catch a glimpse.

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