A sensed perturbation, 2009

A sensed perturbation, 2009

Murray Guy is very pleased to present A sensed perturbation, an exhibition featuring recent work by Nina Beier and Marie Lund, Manon de Boer, Matthew Buckingham, Alejandro Cesarco, Moyra Davey, Kenneth Goldsmith, and Josh Shaddock, curated by Jacob King.  Please join us for an opening reception on June 18 from 6 to 8 pm. The […]

Subway Writers, 2011

Subway Writers, 2011

“On the subway downtown to the New York Public Library in search of Mary Shelley’s diaries I began to notice subway riders absorbed in writing of their own: a woman paying her bills, another reviewing pages on which the word “draft” is stamped in large letters; some are standing, precariously balancing pads and pens on […]

We are young and we are friends of time, 2012

We are young and we are friends of time, 2012

First exhibited in the 2012 Whitney Biennial (alongside Davey’s video Les Goddesses), We are young and we are friends of time features excerpts of Mary Shelley’s diary interspersed with other images, including two photographs that Davey shot in 1982 in a snooker parlor in Montreal.

Trust Me, 2011

Trust Me, 2011

16 photographs taken by Davey – showing details of interior spaces, dust, spiders, tiles, a stuffed animal, a tree – have been folded, addressed, and mailed to the writer Lynne Tillman, and affixed with the following text: “Most people will divulge more than you want to know. / People often want to recite the tragic […]

Les Goddesses, 2011

Les Goddesses, 2011

An unyielding reflection on the vicissitudes of photography, Moyra Davey’s video Les Goddesses begins as Davey shuffles through her earliest photographs, which show her five sisters posing in assorted groupings in 1970s Montréal. As her camera focuses in on pores of skin, body hair and midriff tattoos, she reflects on Walter Benjamin’s dictum that “to […]

The End, 2010

The End, 2010

Comissioned for the exhibition “Strange Comfort” at the Istituto Svizzero di Roma, these photographs were shot in Rome at the Keats-Shelley House and the Protestant Cemetery. They show books, a clock, a chandelier, tombstones, and engravings, wrenching an immediate and ravishing intimacy out of a melancholically romantic place.