Anat Ebgi, Los Angeles, 9 June – 15 July 2017 Insectile, mechanical and almost totally mysterious, An Te Liu’s sculptures look like alien cargo-cult relics and ritual masks from some postapocalyptic religion. Modernist body parts, sliced and curved, jaunt and squirm on clean plinths and from mounts on the smooth walls. A battered disco-ball like a dead moon hangs above it all. The ball has its own story, but most of these shapely sculptures come by way of artistic intervention…
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