The home in art is a safe space both figuratively and metaphorically,” says Los Angeles artist Alec Egan,
whose own seductive home scenes come from a rich West Coast tradition in which David Hockney – picking up the conversation from Matisse, among others – looms large.
Egan’s exhibitions each depict a single room of an imaginary house he’s slowly constructing, with a central canvas displaying the whole space, alongside a constellation of smaller works forensically depicting its details. A riot of pattern and tone, these fantasy spheres are nonetheless rooted in the familiar. Memories of the faded chintz of his grandparent’s Iowan home get a powerful psychedelic makeover. Filled with cryptic clues to its inhabitants, it invites us to imagine: who lives in a house like this?