1. From afar, Dominique Knowles’ paintings look like soft animal hide I could sink my face into. “Just go by what you experience and feel,” he says when I ask how I should approach his art. Swathes of afternoon orange, marred by flecks of black like small slits of the void. A featureless being plunging face-first into an icy pool. Knitted walls that open up to a sky, blue as a balm against the encroaching fire. A stain of blood against a blinding canvas of light. That these works are titled My beloved only adds to the unease. What was it that he was mourning? What was I mourning?

Opening: Thursday, 18 July, 6 – 8 PM

Gallery address: 10 Sik On Street, Wanchai