Kris-mas in July

Back in 2007, after graduating from NSCAD University and moving back to my native Toronto, I would frequent 1082 Queen St. West. Kris Knight was my favourite! I saw his 'Farewell Log Cabin' back in the day, and recognized my religion in pink-frosted noses and Hudson Bay blankets.
These are filet mignon of paintings. Stylish, with mythological meatiness, and cooked only until rare... the primitive blood is alluringly visible, but the rawness a little amateurish when scrutinized too closely.

Kris Knight

The High and Mighty

2011

Oil on Canvas

30x40"

Kris Knight

Fête

2011

Oil on Canvas

36x48"

Night-worship is not just privy to the club scenesters. Those under the stronghold of forest mysticism enjoy the atmosphere of suspense that envelopes us when twilight descends upon the city. Knights colour palette employs deep indigos, and vibrant pastels that are reminiscent of the florescent glow of neon lights, but hint at other-worldly origins like the Aurora Borealis and forest sprites. It is not overly apparent whether the environments which these rituals take place are in a forest, or just pockets of wilderness/ravine-land in the suburbs, which is part of the endearing quality of his work. It can be any corner to escape to.

 You missed his show at Katharine Mulherin. But don't fret; the summer is at it's peak, and when the night comes there are surely strange things to be found in a corn field near you.