‘Wink’, Benjamin Prabowo Sexton: Touch,
exhibition text by Oscar Perry
A frozen windscreen
Kettled
A torch sweeping the rolled up
Balaclava of night
The 5am stardust carpool
Shuffle street
A wet white column
The Seawall
An inside job
My edge of vision dropping in and out
The shadow of the fig tree
The Austrian restaurant
The abandoned shoe horn factory
Low key revelation
A yawn, a wink, a night in the clink
A Mexican wave, a punch in a pub
A 10th century peasant revolt
Footnoted with hash and biscuits
The parsnip thrown through
Morandi’s window
Double naval glazing shattered
Cracklings
Life’s a Ham
I thought that jamón was
A thing of the past
Artist as truffle pig
Artist as Clairvoyant
Artist as Peeping Tom’s ground controller
The bog standard rebellion continues
The sun
A can kicked down the generations
Passion and perception
Catnaps
Cards declined
An itch they never let us scratch
A scratch they never let us sniff
The surface
Higher ground
The low road
The scenic route
The roof line
The pavement
A broken back for insurance reasons
The giant ocean pool
Waves washing love across
The concrete bunker
The war didn’t stop
Sgt Tom Foolery a goose
Climbing the steps
A dishonourable discharge
Terms and conditions
A double act
The Punk Singer
Under contract
All people contain a mystery
What do you see?
What do you want?
I want an office with my own desk and my own font
Carpool Comic Sands
Waverley Hawaiian Havana Plywood
Something is taking place
Something you can’t trace
Always go too far
The magpie and the Rolex
The silhouette of the blank cheque
And thumb nail sketch
Of the Dachshund who invented fetch
It’s like CIS Miami but different