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At thirty-one Zammitt has his first one man exhibition. Last year he was producing rather small collages which combined an active calligraphy with sensitive placement of bright colored chips against a mahogany lacquer ground. Here he shows intellectualized works where human beings have been neatly chopped into sense sensitive parts (the rest discarded) which are tucked into transparent cubes and stacked in her maphroditic architectures. These anatomical tid-bits are hairless and do not bleed, which imparts a feeling of clinical cold storage. The father images are Bacon, Magritte, and Dr. Frankenstein, but the velvet black grounds, the geometric structure, and the morbid fancies gives Bacon the edge. Zammitt is a developing talent