Internal Weather (Flurry), 2020

There’s something about pretence in Tom Woolner’s work: the frame looks robust and rock-like, but it’s also created using materials a prop-maker might use; the work hangs with classical formality, but slips into caricature with its gloopy edges. Inside, the sleeting rain is frozen in a microsecond, but it’s a familiar, endless moment. Whatever spirited narrative this depiction might be part of, there’s a pervasive sense of everything and nothing happening all at once.