Sep 20, 2020
 NYTimes : “The world has caught up to Gregory Crewdson. In his large-scale photographs, which are produced with a movie crew in bravura Hollywood style, the people stare off into space, cloaked in solipsistic misery.
The lighting is so portentous and the isolation and hopelessness so exaggerated that these scenes have always reminded me of Technicolor film stills from a 1950s melodrama — a kitschy imitation of life.
Until now. In the current locked-down world, (...) Mr. Crewdson’s overwrought images seem like faithful representations of our frazzled psychological state.”
An Eclipse of Moths, Gagosian Beverly Hills. ... “And Then Nothing Turned Itself Inside-Out”
