Paul Laster at Artforum:
A Kyoto-based artist affiliated with Micropop, a Japanese art movement that involves combining commonplace objects and information into something new, Ryoko Aoki produces small poetic drawings, collages, and assemblages that capture everyday moments in her life, alongside larger installations that interweave these works. Returning Aoki to Take Ninagawa for her third solo show since 2011, “Stories About Boundaries” showcases drawings grouped on the walls and floor as well as displays of numbered boxes each containing smaller boxes, drawings, stones, and various found and handmade objects, like an installation within an installation.
Aoki divided the exhibition space into six conceptual sections to highlight various facets of these new works. Placed in a section called “Free Spaces for Doing Things Today,” which views the gallery itself as an oversize box, Modular Gallery Practice (all works 2024) simulates the anticipated floor plan of the show through a set of containers mingled with tiny objects, including a blue ball and a minuscule envelope. A key aspect of Aoki’s art is the representation of her world and the phenomena that shape it, from biological mimicry to the unconscious choices revealed by changes in scale.
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