I can’t really put my finger on what it is I like about Sangram Majumdar’s work. There’s a vibration in the crisp areas of flat colour that come together to form images of an intriguing psychological quality.
Stylistically there’s something of Euan Uglow in the careful delineation and measurement. But while I often find Uglow’s compositions lacking in anything of interest beyond surface quality, Majumdar’s seem to have a particularly curious atmosphere.
His work in charcoal is equally fascinating. They capture moments of intense business, but rather than doing so in an ethereal impressionist way, they crystalise them with a variety of sharp clarity and murky obscurity.
The Hidden Place 