| By Elena Redaelli | On slick, cold surfaces of recycled rubber, black as crude oil, or on sepia-toned vintage photographs, South African artist Hannalie Taute weaves coloured threads into seductive, unsettling stories. These stories are dense with metaphor and hidden meanings. Figures rise from her stitches: shouting, slipping in, digging deep. Nothing here is calm or soothing. The work plays openly with visceral fears. Your gaze is caught by uncompromising, brutal, courageous details. What draws you in is a magnetic narrative that sparks curiosity and leaves you uneasy, just beneath the skin. Through her art, Taute prods our most intimate reactions. Her disobedience plays with stereotypes. Taute steps into…