The relatively small exhibition space is saturated by forty-two artworks from a wide variety of painters. JOHN M ARMELDER, JEAN-BAPTISTE BERNADET, JOE BRADLEY, BERNARD BUFFET, BRIAN CALVIN, JOHN CURRIN, DAAN VAN GOLDEN, CHARLINE VON HEYL, DAVID HOCKNEY, ALEX ISRAEL, ALEX KATZ, KAREN KILIMNIK, BERTRAND LAVIER, ERIK LINDMAN, JOHN McALLISTER, DAVID OSTROWSKI, RICHARD PHILLIPS, BRIDGET RILEY, CHRISTIAN ROSA, JULIAN SCHNABEL, ALAIN SÉCHAS, JOSH SMITH, BETTY TOMPKINS, IDA TURSIC & WINFRIED MILLE, JONAS WOOD, CHRISTOPHER WOOL. The vast display aims to consider the medium outside of genre, period, or context. Inspired by Peter Schjeldahl’s quote that “Modern art history has ceased to represent a road traveled, and has come to seem an encircling panorama,” curator Éric Troncy employs a panoramic display intended –à la Google– to achieve this. Presenting the works side-by-side in close configuration was indeed a feast for the eyes and a joy to walk through. However, it also served a nasty after-taste, as the more paintings included, the less of an impact each individual work made. Schjedahl’s point I suppose. However, I couldn’t help but be saddened. Placed within a commercial gallery, stripped and crudely commoditised; painting within this context becomes little more than an object of conspicuous leisure—a pretty picture with an exchange value. But i don’t like to think negatively, and I shouldn’t ignore the joy I felt - therefore - it’s a celebration, it’s a celebration! Photo and text by Victoria Perez-Fragero.