Campbell Kneale’s painting and sound art come together in 201212. His wall painting, produced in situ over several days, is littered with Twombleyesque inscriptions—numbers and letters. His accompanying sound work is a cacophony of hums and thuds, of echoes and reverberations, of layers of texture that continuously rise and fall. The result is relentless, absorbing, often unsettling. This Wellington artist negotiates a line between beauty and ugliness, enlightenment and oblivion, everything and nothing.