Jennifer Zwick on Robyn O’Neil, wordlessly

In 2006, when Robyn O’Neil was at the Frye, I wrote:

Houston’s Robyn O’Neil
draws dense, dainty tableaus that make light work of heavy symbolism.
Her heart’s in the radical scale shifts and hallucinated oddities of
art history: Hieronymous Bosch without his silky spatial connectives, or Pieter Brueghel
without his interest in community. Her humans are loners and her
animals lost causes. Even when she crowds her space, nobody’s home.

O’Neil, The Passing

Jennifer Zwick managed to convey the same thing at the same time, wordlessly.

Zwick, Robyn O’Neil, Wall Text, 2006

Zwick, Robyn O’Neil, Oh, How the Heartless Haunt Us All, 2006