Convis
TRANSIT
Merit
I
Devee
t comes as no surprise that Matt Dove is an
artist. Anyone who's seen him ride the big U
I could tell you so. In the tiny vertical microcosm
of heavy-footed kickflips to grab and mechanically
smooth wall-to-wall over heads, Dove is all tweaky
In the sequence below we see Matt juxtaposing the
violence of a fakie ollie nosegrind with a complacent
piece of metal coping to create a composition that is
at once stirring and introspective.
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NOTES
Acat with tears, over his squay New Death
Amurder of compassion to feed his distress
He pawed the kittlerodent
and wore out his heart
then proceeded
him witho
Missing a
to consume
and tricky, almost insect-like like the
little friends he makes for himself out of
chucked objects and Superglue.
"Lots of ink, junk on the beach and rub-
ber" are some of Matt's favorite materials, and cigs, late
nights and science fiction are his push.
The tension that exists in Matt's nose-grabbing fakie-to-
fakie 540°s carries through to his ball-point-penned
scratchings and neatly assembled sculptures. Dramatics are
played out on scraps of menus and wars get fought on the
backs of long forgotten Spuds MacKenzie posters.
Pieces of electronics become digital soldiers and lumps.
of goo become ghouls. Michael Burnett
CALENDAR
Matky me 98
"South West Air lives"
Agrose winged and squaking,
Diablo tucked his fingers in,
Aflight of Destination
Destined never to begin.
were his floatings
insufficient?
his
popello
way to
Small?
Rever
loated
great
pping for fear
proportions Diablo,
would
burn
him all