Wednesday, July 30, 2014

When words are worth a thousand pictures...


Thinking back to when I was about 5 years old, sitting with a friend on the front steps on a day much like today. We were cracking what we called Polly seeds – sunflower seeds -- carefully removing each from the tiny shell and savoring the flavor, before starting over again…

What brought me to this picking up a packet of sprouted, shelled and seasoned sunflower seeds, good to share this week, along with my ubiquitous “bars,” when on the run with my visiting vegan friend. And thinking, “How convenient!”

Convenience is an essential asset on a tight itinerary, but it is also becoming a transparent element in our daily lives. I obtained the image for this post on Wikipedia with a few strokes and clicks (something I no longer take for granted after actually having to use the research library in 2011!), I can send it to you or talk to you about it on the bus or in a store, or just skip going out or even using the phone by ordering lunch from the very keyboard I am typing on now.

Again, handy if you need it, but it seems to engender a lack of patience to the point that people can’t even wait to safely cross a street before reading something on a device. There are trends toward the benefits of delayed gratification gaining momentum – tech breaks, slow food, meditation, DIY, urban farming – perhaps this is even what folks are reading about in traffic. With good reason, it feels good to just be in the moment with what is before you, the nuts taste just a bit sweeter when you work a little for them, and the sweetness makes the cracking just a bit more fun.

Sometimes we must go with the flow. We have to work with computers to work with others in a timely fashion, you can’t be the only one without a mobile phone on a collaborative level. Online information and sharing widens our intellectual and emotional world and allows us to understand it via myriad points of view - including a great deal of enlightening writing about art. But in this case, the words ring truer than the pictures. Visually, it is a mirage.

Nowhere is time spent more rewarded than in the appreciation of art. The simple act of looking at art is a human pursuit unchanged at least since the days of cave painting. You look, you see, you look closer, you see more, you step back, put it in context. Try doing that with the zoom feature of your browser, you will realize that as important a tool as digital technology is, you are just looking at pixels, not paint or sculpture in all it’s transparency, solidity, layers, patina, subtle motion in changing light… Even the nuances of a digital photograph, well printed, escape the screen.

Fine art is a nut you have to crack yourself – when you see something intriguing online, go to that museum, studio, gallery, public venue, theatre – and just take in the miracle of creativity and the fact that you are participating in a timeless ritual. You can even have your phone set to vibrate. But don’t be surprised if you forget it is there.
"Sunflower Seeds Kaldari" by Kaldari - Own work. Licensed under Public domain via Wikimedia Commons - http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Sunflower_Seeds_Kaldari.jpg#mediaviewer/File:Sunflower_Seeds_Kaldari.jpg






Sunday, July 27, 2014

An artist, a curator and a dealer walk into a bar...



Passing by an outdoor performance yesterday and witnessing a comedian totally bombing to the point where the large audience was about to boo him off the stage, I suddenly remembered that I hadn’t published anything about my recent visit to the Whitney.

Aside from well-curated selections from the Museum’s permanent collection now on view, the most impressive art experience of the evening was walking into an unintentional performance – a guided tour of the Koons exhibition in progress before a large, rapt audience  – and feeling as if I had been transported into a remake of “Brave New World.”

My first thoughts about the work on view, gathered in a Facebook comment, were:
“…srsly…my thought for the day on the Koons show is that the visually grotesque* has its place in my aesthetic. The socially and psychologically grotesque not so much. I just don't know when to take it as satire and when to be repelled and very afraid...srsly...”
But I had to ask myself, “Why?” I am simply not one of those people who only considers “serious” art to be art… 

At the opening of Paul McCarthy’s  “WS” at Park Avenue, I jumped for joy like a kid at Disneyland – he had built an enchanted bridge between art and fun for the subversive pleasure of art-jaded grownups. Kara Walker’s visual depth and dexterity allow her to gracefully hopscotch around the lines of “taste”, eliciting a smile or a laugh even as we confront prodigious grief and brutality. Her 2007 show at the Whitney was masterful. My multi-talented dear friend, the late Chris Twomey**, played with sexuality and banal materials, particularly in her “XX” & “Tsunami” bodies of work – I can still see her grin and wink as she watched somewhat shocked viewers take it all in with a gasp and a giggle.

The Joke Rule:

 If it makes you laugh, even in spite of yourself, you can’t complain about it.

And what is more the function of visual art than to evoke a strong, immediate response without requiring analysis?

So, when I cannot, even while trying to understand, get myself to respond with anything other than a kind of numb confusion to Koons’ work, I am released from the rule. I still stand ready to come out and play, but only if it is fun… LD

Chris Twomey, Triumph of the XX (installation) 2008, aluminum foil, prints, DVD projection (c) estate of the artist.
video from the series 



* fine examples of the visually grotesque, well used, can be found in the works of Philip Guston, Francis Bacon, Ahmed Alsoudani and others…

**A retrospective of Twomey’s work is planned at Creon Gallery this coming season. http://www.creongallery.com/