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Time Out New York / June 17–23, 2010 Hany Armanious During my visit to Hany Armanious’s “Birth of Venus,” gallery director Michael Gillespie leapt up from behind his desk to make sure I knew that every object in the Australia-based artist’s show was not what it appeared to be. The heads-up was judicious; even a close inspection of these grungy arrangements might not reveal that, with one or two exceptions, their components are cast from polyurethane resin. Aligning the quasimagical instantaneity of the casting process with the mythical emergence of beauty depicted in Botticelli’s titular canvas, Armanious attempts to discover a comparable pulchritude in present-day flotsam and jetsam. His primary tool in eliciting this inner light is an extraordinary verisimilitude that throws the entire enterprise of object-making into question by confusing origins with ends.
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