Mrs. is happy to current The Mild That Loses, The Night time That Wins, Molly Bounds’ New York debut solo exhibition, on view on the gallery’s 6040 56th Drive location. This exhibition marks the Los Angeles-based artist’s second presentation with the gallery following The Armory Present in September 2025. The present can be on view by way of Might 2, 2026.
Opening on the vernal equinox, a uncommon second when the hours of daylight and evening are equal, Molly Bounds affords gentle because the protagonist in her new collection of work. It’s versatile and ever-changing; it each conceals and divulges, and reminds us of the unrelenting ahead motion of time. Depicting her topics each in contemplation and within the midst of candid motion, Bounds continues her investigation into liminal moments the place stillness and urgency form the temper. Very like the transition from winter to spring, these figures seem on the brink of a transformative shift.
Bounds captures her topics in solitude. Her inside scenes function slumped and draping our bodies signaling relaxation and repose that slowly provides option to unease. These are psychological portraits, capturing one thing that persists behind dormant states and drained eyes. In The Armchair, the nice and cozy glow of a hearth highlights a textured and luxurious inside, contrasted in opposition to the chilly, early night blue sky seen out the window. Contemplation steadily reveals rigidity – a thoughts dwelling, scheming, planning; upholstery seams unravel. The lady maintains a vacant stare that lingers in an everlasting manner, in bliss or one thing else.
In Privateness Glass, one other determine secludes herself from the surface world, rendered dramatically in each heat and funky hues. The glass affords a transparent diffusion to light up the topic from behind, whereas letting a definite beam permeate the within from the surface. The outcome obscures her face and accents her draped clothes, recalling a Georges De La Tour: just like the vanitas, Bounds conveys the fleetingness of time and inevitability of darkness.
There are additionally moments of escapism. In each It Sings in Me and Amongst of Inexperienced, Once more a determine strikes freely amongst rolling inexperienced hills, illuminated underneath the solar. The panorama seems bucolic and maybe overly so – is that this actual or imagined? For Bounds that is much less vital; the flexibility to construct optimism and a perception in renewal and rebirth is paramount. Contrasting with the scenes of pensive interiority, these landscapes talk urgency, celebration, chance, and fantasy. After the darkness of winter, spring wins.
