
As you enter Justin Lowe's "Helter Swelter" exhibit at
Oliver Kamm gallery, you feel like you're walking into a David Lynch movie. The front part of the gallery is transformed into a bodega (the staff even sits behind bullet-proof glass at the cash register). However, every single detail in this bodega is slightly heightened and exaggerated. The above fluorescent lights flicker and buzz a little more. The color of raspberry swirl cakes seems pinker. The tile floor is more funhouse. The show becomes more Lynchian as you slip behind a revolving wall, a la "Young Frankenstein," and find yourself in the back of a demented ice cream truck, blaring nightmare carnival music. What does this exhibit all mean? I have no idea, but I had a blast.
(Images via Oliver Kamm Gallery)

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