Donna Huanca: Wet Slit Review

Donna Huanca’s art drips, melts, trickles and slithers through the gallery. It coats and covers every inch of this brightly lit space. Plastic sheeting lines the walls like the space is being prepared for something very, very messy. An ice sculpture – big crystalline blocks filled with blue hair-like fibres – drips, drips, drips into a pool. Sculptural paintings dot the space, big canvases cover the walls. They’re all thick with unctuous blue paint, ultramarines and cyans, delineating body curves and lines. They’re beautiful paintings, like Yves Klein at a Berlin sex party.