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Foreign Body

Hurvin Anderson’s exhibition “Foreign Body” is at Michael Werner Gallery in New York through January 14. Anderson is a British painter of Jamaican descent: “The first time I went to Jamaica, I was fourteen,” he told Sotheby’s a few years ago. “My elder siblings all came from there and I got to know the island through them. I wasn’t born there, so I didn’t actually fit in. I feel more British than Jamaican at times and vice versa. My painting is a dialogue between these two territories -trying to get these two places to meet.

Hurvin Anderson, Studio Drawing 9, 2012, acrylic on drafting film, 19″ x 33″

Rootstock, 2016, acrylic, oil on canvas, 110 1/4″ x 84 3/4″

Studio Drawing 13, 2010, acrylic on paper, 6 1/4″ x 8 3/4″

Studio Drawing 15, 2016, acrylic on paper, 94 1/2″ x 106 1/4″

Uhuru, 2016, acrylic on canvas, 51 1/4″ x 39 1/4″

Studio Drawing 20, 2015, ink on drafting film, 16 1/2″ x 11 3/4″

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