Jack Jubb

Jack Jubb, Special Delivery, Acrylic on cotton rag paper, 70cm x 100cm, 2021

Jack Jubb, Special Delivery, Acrylic on cotton rag paper, 70cm x 100cm, 2021

 
Jack Jubb, Twins, Acrylic on cotton rag paper, 70cm x 100cm, 2021

Jack Jubb, Twins, Acrylic on cotton rag paper, 70cm x 100cm, 2021

 
Jack Jubb, Beginners Guide to Dowsing, Acrylic on cotton rag paper, 56cm x 78cm, 2021

Jack Jubb, Beginners Guide to Dowsing, Acrylic on cotton rag paper, 56cm x 78cm, 2021

 
Jack Jubb, Papyrus, Acrylic on cotton rag paper, 80cm x 200cm, 2021

Jack Jubb, Papyrus, Acrylic on cotton rag paper, 80cm x 200cm, 2021

 
Jack Jubb, Gnosis 1, Acrylic on cotton rag paper, 20cm x 30cm, 2021

Jack Jubb, Gnosis 1, Acrylic on cotton rag paper, 20cm x 30cm, 2021

 

Biography

Jack Jubb

Born 1993, Oxford, UK

Lives and works in London

Education

2015 BA Goldsmiths School of Art, London, UK

Solo Exhibitions

Carl Kostyal, Milan, Italy, September 2022, (Forthcoming solo show)

Viscous Cycle, The Residence Gallery, London, UK, April, 2022

Feeling Sentimental, DJ Berlin, Germany, November, 2021

Selected Group Exhibitions

2022

Salon, Guts Gallery and the Sunday Painter, London, UK, January

2021

Memeplex, Seventeen Gallery, London, UK, December

The Future isn’t what it used to be, Moarain House, London, UK, October

Des Nous Jours, Osnova Gallery, London, UK, October

Gnosis Show, Daisy’s room, London, UK, August

Halcyon on and on, Franz Kaka, Toronto, Canada, July-August

Being Here, Kupfer Project, London, UK, July-August

EARTHLINGS MMXXI, The Residence Gallery, London, UK, June

“The past is a hazy dream that offers sanctuary and terror, it ravenously gnashes at our heels while we grasp back. I have a folder on my hard drive full of images of fireworks, the thumbnails look like a swarm of jellyfish, it reminds me of when I was stung by one as a child; at the time I thought it was an impressive accolade to have been injured by such a strange and exotic creature. Jellyfish have a radial composition, as does the path of an airbrush- my prosthetic third eye.

I use an airbrush because it is an inverted process of looking, with a primitive bionic, cyclopean eye. The primary mechanism of an airbrush is an aperture that dilates and contracts like a pupil to focus its beam. Longing is a form of looking, and I am a hopeless nostalgic. Nostalgia is the disease of the reactionary or the haunted, of which I would consider myself the latter; I am constantly gazing at phantasms that elude my reach- memories that are not my own, 4th of July parties compiled for convenience on Microsoft Bing image search which in my experience is better than the other one.

Autumn is when I feel most sentimental; in the UK we burn piles of fallen leaves and junk. Fire is the stuff of nostalgia, it evokes the primordial hearth at the genesis of humanity and an idyllic dream of a pre-industrial existence, unbothered by the concerns of the contemporary moment, or the bloody crucible of war.

The power of fireworks is their potency as weapons of mass nostalgia, - intimately connected with the reactionary political project, whether it be the nationalistic celebrations of the 4th of July in the US or Guy Fawkes night in the UK, where avatars of political dissenters are burnt in the streets. The German metal band Rammstein employ extreme pyrotechnics in their shows. As in the ironic bombast of their music, these displays can too be read as a satire of the aesthetics of the reactionary, with its seductive promises of freedom from desire, and the dangers therein.” - Jack Jubb