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Louisa Owen

Spires

September 4 – October 4, 2025

Louisa Owen
Louisa Owen
Louisa Owen
Louisa Owen
Louisa Owen
Louisa Owen
Louisa Owen
Louisa Owen
Louisa Owen
Louisa Owen
Louisa Owen
Louisa Owen, Hollow, 2025

Louisa Owen

Hollow, 2025

Ink, gouache, color pencil, paper mounted on panel

10 x 8 inches

 

Louisa Owen, Under Fragile Soil, 2025

Louisa Owen

Under Fragile Soil, 2025

Ink, gouache, color pencil, chalk pastel, paper mounted on panel

24 x 18 inches

 

Louisa Owen, Daybreak, 2025

Louisa Owen

Daybreak, 2025

Ink, chalk pastel, paper mounted on panel

60 x 144 inches

 

Louisa Owen, Velvet Grass, 2025

Louisa Owen

Velvet Grass, 2025

Ink, color pencil on clayboard

24 x 20 inches

 

Louisa Owen, Night Storm, 2025

Louisa Owen

Night Storm, 2025

Ink, gouache, chalk pastel, color pencil, paper mounted on panel

60 x 48 inches

 

Louisa Owen, Faint Spirits, 2025

Louisa Owen

Faint Spirits, 2025

Ink, gouache, chalk pastel, paper mounted on panel

60 x 48 inches

 

Louisa Owen, Reeds, 2025

Louisa Owen

Reeds, 2025

Ink, gouache, color pencil, paper mounted on panel

8 x 10 inches

 

Louisa Owen, Dived Light, 2025

Louisa Owen

Dived Light, 2025

Ink, gouache, chalk pastel on clay board

8 x 10 inches

 

Louisa Owen, Drizzle, 2025

Louisa Owen

Drizzle, 2025

Ink, gouache, color pencil, paper mounted on panel

14 x 11 inches

 

Louisa Owen, By Moonlight, 2025

Louisa Owen

By Moonlight, 2025

Ink, gouache, chalk pastel, paper mounted on panel

40 x 30 inches

 

Louisa Owen, Mallows, 2025

Louisa Owen

Mallows, 2025

Ink, gouache, chalk pastel, paper mounted on panel

40 x 30 inches

 

Louisa Owen, And Easy Sweeps of Sky, 2025

Louisa Owen

And Easy Sweeps of Sky, 2025

Antique paper, wood, clay, wild rose thorns, blackberry seed, mounted on panel

6 x 10 x 12 inches

 

Louisa Owen, Capacity for Wings, 2025

Louisa Owen

Capacity for Wings, 2025

Antique paper, wood, clay, wild rose thorns, blackberry seed, mounted on panel

16 x 11 x 8 inches

 

Louisa Owen, Long as There’s a Sun That Sets, 2025

Louisa Owen

Long as There’s a Sun That Sets, 2025

Wood, paper, clay, wild rose thorns

16 x 14 x 4 inches

 

Louisa Owen, The Long Night, 2025

Louisa Owen

The Long Night, 2025

Ink, gouache, chalk pastel, paper mounted on panel

40 x 30 inches

 

Louisa Owen, CASTLE I, 2025

Louisa Owen

CASTLE I, 2025

Wood, paper, clay, wild rose thorns

56 x 18 x 18 inches

 

Louisa Owen, CASTLE II, 2025

Louisa Owen

CASTLE II, 2025

Wood, paper, clay, wild rose thorns

54 x 21 x 18 1/2 inches

 

Louisa Owen, CASTLE III, 2025

Louisa Owen

CASTLE III, 2025

Wood, paper, clay, wild rose thorns

64 x 15 x 16 inches

 

Louisa Owen, CASTLE V, 2025

Louisa Owen

CASTLE V, 2025

Wood, paper, clay, wild rose thorns

45 x 16 x 14 inches

 

Louisa Owen, CASTLE VI, 2025

Louisa Owen

CASTLE VI, 2025

Wood, paper, clay, wild rose thorns

39 x 13 1/2 x 13 inches

 

Louisa Owen, CASTLE VIII, 2025

Louisa Owen

CASTLE VIII, 2025

Wood, paper, clay, wild rose thorns

48 x 10 1/2 x 10 inches

 

Louisa Owen, CASTLE IX, 2025

Louisa Owen

CASTLE IX, 2025

Wood, paper, clay, wild rose thorns

37 x 10 1/2 x 10

 

Louisa Owen, CASTLE X, 2025

Louisa Owen

CASTLE X, 2025

Wood, paper, clay, wild rose thorns

30 x 10 x 10 inches

 

Louisa Owen, CASTLE XI, 2025

Louisa Owen

CASTLE XI, 2025

Wood, paper, clay, wild rose thorns

28 x 11 x 10 inches

 

Louisa Owen, CASTLE VII, 2025

Louisa Owen

CASTLE VII, 2025

Wood, paper, clay, wild rose thorns

43 x 14 x 13 inches

 

Press Release

Fredericks & Freiser is pleased to present Spires, Louisa Owen’s first solo exhibition in New York. Owen’s sculpture and drawing embrace materials that carry their own histories, shaping forms where strength feels provisional, and vulnerability becomes a force. Creating architectures that reach toward pinnacles and drawn landscapes where memory and myth converge, she makes works that feel at once intimate and monumental, evoking both sanctuary and longing.

 

Constructed from antique paper and the thorns of wild roses, Owen’s sculptures suggest fortresses, reliquaries, and dreamlike towers. Their tapering forms strain upward, yet their surfaces are creased, stitched, and scarred, holding a quiet gravity. In Owen’s hands, stability feels precarious, and foundations seem half-remembered, the scarred surfaces of her forms suggesting both skin and structure. Hidden recesses suggest stories of touch, damage, and sacred encounter.

 

This interplay between structure and atmosphere extends into her drawings, where architecture dissolves into air and landscape becomes liminal. Forests, ruins, and moonlit skies emerge in stains of ink, pastel, and light. Here, illumination drifts through each scene as both echo and companion, shaping spaces where the familiar slips toward the otherworldly.

By channeling the psychological charge of Surrealism and the restraint of Minimalism, Owen creates forms that feel acutely of this moment. These structures suggest a longing for refuge while quietly acknowledging that permanence and safety are illusions. In an era defined by distrust (of institutions, intimacy, and even memory itself) these works register as both elegies for what has been lost and delicate propositions for what might still endure.

 

Within this quiet theater of forms, Owen positions vulnerability not as a flaw but as a conceptual strategy, using modest materials to explore architectures of longing and belief. In their quiet tension, these works reveal how fragile materials can hold entire worlds – histories, losses, and imagined futures embedded in their surfaces.