Thanks to a University of Cumbria Institute of the Arts related trip South, I got to see the Hiorns show at the Ikon (Birmingham). He seems like an old chum, having seen his work at Transmission and installed it at the Collins Gallery (University of Strathclyde, and now long gone) back in the day (that’s the early 2000s, jeez). The show looked to me like a sleek apocalypse – and he’s great with the traces of longing and nostalgia for youth (or youths).
Also, the catalogue is a single essay (by Ruth Noack), surrounded by around 500 images of work and research, kinda, allegedly, un-curated. Delicious.