Currently showing at Cleopatra’s, a small art gallery (sidenote: here’s a brief story about its inception) tucked into a thin slice of space on a quiet stretch of Meserole, is an array of drawings by Poznań, Poland based artist Leszek Knaflewski, or, as he signs his drawings, Knaf. I’ll leave Cleopatra’s website to chronicle the lion’s share of the history of Knaf’s work, but it is important to recognize his work in the…
Leszek Knaflewski at Cleopatra’s
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I also went to the show and it’s one of my favorite shows I have seen in Greenpoint in a while. The space is tiny, claustro and sweaty, but if you wait everyone out, eventually there was about 20 people standing outside, then it’s a nice intimate space to look at artwork that you really want to stick your nose in. We did about 3-4 walks around the room and each time saw new things in each work. I like how technically undeveloped the artist’s hand is, it adds to the imaginative and emotional connection I had with the work. A swans head inside-out on a man’s shoulder will never really be that so why draw it to perfection? I might stalk the show a few more times.