Art review: Nina Roos ' painting is its own reality

It is often difficult to say where the paintings begin and end in Nina Roos exhibition at the Lund konsthall. Not that they differ as to form, on the contrary, but the canvases and the frames are here and were recessed into the rumskonstruktioner painted in red and yellow, and the walls of the atrium that has been coloured bright blue.

Is this important? Hard to say, it also. Roos painting has an ability to snap to, carry out demonstrative gestures on a as well as averted. For example, the border between the painting and the room blurred like that in passing.

But the significance of it, of course. As one of the foremost painters in the post-modern generation have Nina Roos spent much of his career to challenge the traditional expectations of the painted image – in terms of representation, ytmässighet, boundary, and perhaps above all, autonomy. So in the end, I think I see here, to reach the yard around and land in a new idea of just painting as its own reality. Not necessarily limited, but different.

And thus the bitwise right tricky to access. Here in Lund, forced the visitor immediately into the custom-built wall construction of entréhallens airy space makes a narrow passage, where the paintings with fragile surfaces appear as the whisperings of the spirit, against the walls, saturated, monumental colour scheme.

Here are references to a visible reality – a kind of thin ropes or wires cut through the bildplanen and anchors them in the three-dimensional illusion. Albeit a weak one: I get the impression that these threads, and the knots that bind them together, when at any time can burst and get the whole rumsupplevelsen to disintegrate.

This fragility gives the exhibition life and nerve. Image spaces can see enough so steady out, at the same time as their hudlika colour scheme and the illusory representations of the papperstussar, tejpbitar, thin membranes and broken twigs leading the idea into something volatile and organic, arbitrary and provisional.

It bågnar and fast. But it holds together.

A constructivism for our uncertain time.