Sans titre (2016) is pleased to announce

« On a Day Like This »
a solo show by Hamish Pearch

October 13 – November 10, 2018

Opening as part of Paris Avant Première:
October 12 from 1 pm to 10 pm
and October 13 and 14 from 11 am to 7 pm

And then from the 16th of October to the 10th of November
The show will be opened from Tuesday to Saturday from 11am to 7pm, and by appointment.

24, rue de Liège
75008 Paris

Hamish Pearch, I’m an igneous chamber I got a fire in my belly, Cardboard, graphite, coloured pencil, glue, plaster, pipe, 2018
Exhibition view
Exhibition view
Exhibition view
Hamish Pearch, Cat factory, Jesmonite, pigments - Cochlea (1), Plaster, 2018
Hamish Pearch, Conveyor (1) (detail), Cardboard, graphite, coloured pencil, glue, 2018
Hamish Pearch, Cochlea (2), Plaster, 2018
Hamish Pearch, Come together, Paper pulp, cardboard, graphite, coloured pencil, glue, 2018
Exhibition view
Exhibition view
Hamish Pearch, Sit back supernova, Oats, volcanic rock, 2018
Exhibition view
Hamish Pearch, Last orders, Wood, cardboard, charcoal, chalk, paint, 2018
Hamish Pearch, Drunk trunk, Jesmonite, pigments, charcoal, cardboard, graphite, coloured pencil, glue, 2018
Exhibition view

« The city feels volcanic today; winds from distant lands have turned the sky a burnt umber. Vesuvius and Silvertown, Pompeii and Poplar. Clouds of silver smoke rise from chimneys, and yet the sky remains a furnace. The ground is restless, tectonic plates shifting over one another like flayed cardboard boxes on lino flooring. The air is charged; it smells like scorched rubber and fermented hops.

On a day like this, a sense of apocalypse looms over London, stunning it to near silence. The only sound comes from inside the factories, where conveyor belts that once trudged the products of labour now reveal artefacts of the apocalypse. A man, cowering, covered in ash. Detritus dredged from the Thames – fossilized ammonites and forgotten amenities. Junked cars, junk food, space junk. An ear cavity. A barn, already turned to charcoal. A sleeping kitten. Objects moving along the horizontal path to obsolescence.

Because those tectonic plates have opened up, ready to swallow the city and its millennia of humanity one trinket at a time. That which isn’t turned to cinders is fossilized, future tankards of oil. What’s surprising is how banal it all seems. We knew it was coming all along, and so we hopped on the conveyor belt. »

William Rees


Hamish Pearch (b. 1993, London, UK) is currently studying at the Royal Academy Schools, recent exhibitions include a two person show with Ana Prata at Kupfer in London (2018), Go, Soft Opening, London (2018), New Relics, Thames-side Studios, London, (2018), Premiums, Royal Academy of Arts, London (2018),, Addams Outtakes, Roaming Projects, London (2017), Does Your Chewing Gum Lose Its Flavour (co-curated and exhibited in with William Rees), J Hammond Projects, London (2018), Bloomberg New Contemporaries, Primary, Nottingham and ICA, London (2015). This will be Hamish’s first solo show with Sans titre (2016), after exhibiting at Material Art Fair in Mexico in 2018 and ‘Le Laboratoire’ in Marseille in 2017.


Images © Aurélien Mole