Rob McLeod’s garish, sclerotic aesthetic owes much to the sixties' countercultural propensity to shock. Through the distorted cartoon-like imagery, a sense of humour is apparent and remains undimmed since his arrival in Wellington from Scotland forty-five years ago. His hallucinatory and distended physical figurations are painted onto hinged sheets of thin plywood that can sometimes be swivelled to change position.
Opening Hours
- Tuesday - Friday 11am - 6pm, Saturday 11am - 4pm
Address
- 241 Cuba Street
- Te Aro, Wellington
Rob McLeod’s garish, sclerotic aesthetic owes much to the sixties' countercultural propensity to shock. Through the distorted cartoon-like imagery, a sense of humour is apparent and remains undimmed since his arrival in Wellington from Scotland forty-five years ago. His hallucinatory and distended physical figurations are painted onto hinged sheets of thin plywood that can sometimes be swivelled to change position.