Joe Bradley makes prints, drawings, and paintings that are united by his caustic interpretation of a traditionally Minimalist aesthetic. Bradley’s youthful mark making matches his works’ underlying anxiety (a term he prefers to the more trite ‘nostalgia’) – a fear ‘that we’re losing something very important; something that we possibly can’t recover’. Indeed, we might understand Bradley’s protean oeuvre as a comment on the changing face of contemporary culture, harking back to an era of rudimentary computer graphics, brand logos, and a burgeoning appetite for mass consumerism.

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