They call Bruno Glint so, due to its raw beauty, its brutal glimmering, its brutish allure of sensual treasures. Or it could have been the nude raving models throwing shapes until three in the morning on its opening night. Clapton gallery Bruno Glint aims to inject some well needed energy into a stagnating East London art gallery scene. You'll find exhibitions with enough intellectual clout to keep interested parties guessing, without any of the chin-stroking pretense that has alienated many an art lover and even pushed some to physical violence (facts not verified).
Their bank holiday weekend charity fundraiser included performance, sommelier standard wine, BBQ, DJs until the wee hours of the morning, art, clothes, and of course nudity. If the fundraiser is anything to go , we expect big things from this artist-run gallery whose earnest, fun-loving attitude spans mediums. The first show opens soon and playfully called 'Hyperrealz' explores copy-paste culture and gives a whole new meaning to that 'alt' button on your keyboard. The second show 'My Bataille' is focused around Georges Bataille, a novelist whose prolixity is comparable to Shakespeare, and his absurd perversity comparable to anything you'll find in section 'b' of 4Chan. If there's one new establishment who can do justice to such a man, we're pretty sure its this one and with a number of high profile artists already rumoured to be participating, we're even more sure they will.