Move over Jonathan Goldsmith, cause David Lynch might be claiming your throne. Between the renaissance man’s celebrated film and TV work, his new dabble in music, or his specialty roast of coffee (seriously??), It’s hard to believe Lynch is also an accomplished visual artist. “Naming,” Lynch’s solo exhibition at Kayne Griffin Corcoran features shadowy photos of decaying stores and diners, drawings of flies, and Surrealist, dream-like canvases––everything your Blue-Velvet-meets-Eraserhead-fantasies could dream up.
If Lynch’s hypnagogic installation doesn’t fit your fancy, go for the gallery space itself. Kayne Griffin Corcoran’s new 15,000 square-foot build-out on La Brea Avenue, the vision of L.A. firm Standard and James Turrell, is quite the beauty, complete with a private courtyard patio (There’s even a permanent Skyspace designed by Turell himself).
Peep shots from the opening below (all photos courtesy of Andi Elloway and Guest of a Guest):
