Taking the first step into Mark Chilton’s exhibit is like stepping into another world; figures draped in textured swaths hang from the ceiling, red balls of cloth and floral textiles suspended above their forms, disconnected from their bodies, while the photographic portrait of a man, a solitary male figure, stands adjacent: a humanistic pairing to the designs. This world is one that connects the viewer to an era that merged two times: the past, tradition and human creation, and the modern, edge and manufactured substances. Continue reading Mark Chilton: Design In Translation →