Not since Judith Supines’ solo show at English Kills when the Bushwick art scene was still a baby have we seen an artist take over a space and turn it into an alternative slice of reality. EKG covers every surface and shape with black, marks it up with orange grease sticks and transforms it with glowing bands of filament in old-tymey light fixtures angled to give the black altar of retro-future a calming glow.

EKG solo show, An All Hallows’ Valentine’s Eve Celebration of Misfit Love, Mutant Science and Aesthetic Rebellion. (phone photo ©Steven P. Harrington)

EKG is 20 things at once, and he’s the first one to tell you that – the words streaming from his consciousness in a clipped metering of phrases and symbols and philosophies about communication and its various delivery methods, signifiers and outliers. The show name alone tells you — something; An All Hallows’ Valentine’s Eve Celebration of Misfit Love, Mutant Science and Aesthetic Rebellion. He’s a graffiti writer, street artist, fine artist, historian, academic, zine publisher, fulminator and free agent. In person this show is a wise move toward simplification of the storm inside him with the use of just two colors – so that you can appreciate better his love of energy and communication and resonance.

EKG solo show, An All Hallows’ Valentine’s Eve Celebration of Misfit Love, Mutant Science and Aesthetic Rebellion. (phone photo ©EKG)

So it’s black – the lamp, the canned vegetables, the tuba, the satellite dish, the soot-slathered canvas and its frame, the stylized wooden pitchfork/electricity interceptor reaching 10 feet into the air at the center of the symmetric alter. The orange grease pencil nervously conducts and jots out the code as it passes through an energy field and out of EKG’s hand, tapping and swerving and pecking shapes and formulas from a vocabulary he has developed over time, known mainly to him but sometimes recognizable to you.  Sound waves. Infinity. Radiation. Integers.

EKG solo show, An All Hallows’ Valentine’s Eve Celebration of Misfit Love, Mutant Science and Aesthetic Rebellion. (phone photo ©Steven P. Harrington)

Friday nights’ opening was intentionally on the 13^th, and significantly the night before Valentine’s, but we don’t know exactly why. EKG makes everything abundantly unclear, but maybe it’s our short attention spans and lower IQs. Still we are greatfully warming ourselves inside this space after slipping and sliding on hard ice through a blackened frigid windy winter night in industrial Queens. We don’t need to understand, we are beginning to feel our ears and fingers again, and this basement space is oddly cheering in all it’s glowing blackness.

EKG solo show, An All Hallows’ Valentine’s Eve Celebration of Misfit Love, Mutant Science and Aesthetic Rebellion. (phone photo ©EKG)

Even without the sound mixologist turning knobs and flipping switches on his master control, you sense an orchestral dirge evoking crazy professors and monster/human hybrids with electrodes attached to them with twirling cables. The sound mixologist, whom EKG met on Instagram and who is an integral counterpart for this presentation, releases an actual cloud of cold smoke into the crowd of 30 or so and its weight drops around our ankles, rippling.

@jeffersonwells creating live at the EKG solo show, An All Hallows’ Valentine’s Eve Celebration of Misfit Love, Mutant Science and Aesthetic Rebellion. (phone photo ©Steven P. Harrington)

Sound reverberates off walls and bodies, reflecting and couching the aural fumes of billowing disembodied white men’s voices that cackle about numbers and formulas across the speakers, now interrupted by scattered arrays of interference, rippling murmurs and blips, with sequences of Black Sabbath jabbing in and out like bomb blasts.

EKG solo show, An All Hallows’ Valentine’s Eve Celebration of Misfit Love, Mutant Science and Aesthetic Rebellion. (phone photo ©Steven P. Harrington)

Now you are sad you missed it, right? You have another chance.

EKG will be growing this never-ending mission over the next two weeks and will welcome you to the closing party, which you are rather destined to attend on February 28th.

EKG jams his hands into the top-stitched pockets of his white lab coat, pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose, and explains the situation “Technically, because we didn’t have time to finish and hang so many pieces of the art and installation, the opening should’ve been called a preview, and the closing should be considered the opening. There were still satellites, space ships, planets, mobiles, etcetera that didn’t get hung from the ceiling; orange transmission lines that didn’t get strung between all the installation pieces; wall drawings that weren’t done; etcetera etcetera. So come see the full deal on February 28. More refreshments, more smoke machine, more #doomdronecore electronic performance by @jeffersonwells. Gonna be another meltdown.”

Coming?

EKG solo show, An All Hallows’ Valentine’s Eve Celebration of Misfit Love, Mutant Science and Aesthetic Rebellion. (phone photo ©Steven P. Harrington)

EKG solo show, An All Hallows’ Valentine’s Eve Celebration of Misfit Love, Mutant Science and Aesthetic Rebellion. (phone photo ©EKG)

EKG solo show, An All Hallows’ Valentine’s Eve Celebration of Misfit Love, Mutant Science and Aesthetic Rebellion. (phone photo ©EKG)

EKG solo show, An All Hallows’ Valentine’s Eve Celebration of Misfit Love, Mutant Science and Aesthetic Rebellion. (phone photo ©Steven P. Harrington)

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