Monthly Archives: December 2011

Termination: A review of Janet Malcolm’s Free Associations at Lori Bookstein

Free Associations @ Lori Bookstein Fine Arts gallery in Chelsea, 138 Tenth Ave, December 08, 2011 – January 14, 2012

It’s difficult to recommend starting your new year of 2012 with the exploration of termination, but why not venture to begin understanding the alteration of history and the perpetuation of an end? Janet Malcolm, journalist at The New Yorker and author of Psychoanalysis: The Impossible Profession (1981), explores such concepts of recreation in her exhibit of collages of papers of an émigré psychiatrist who practiced in New York in the late 1940′s and 1950′s. She names the collection “Free Association,” which is, in one way, aptly titled, but, in another way, sidestepping more dominant and incisive themes of her work on the process of termination and revisiting the past through a different lens. Her actual process of repurposing and exposing this typically tightly confidential material (i.e., notes of a psychiatrist or physician) evokes both a sense reconstruction as well as a voyeuristic excitement.

Malcolm combines both a playfulness and inventive reuse of scientific lists and tools such as in “Irretrievable Hippopotamus” by juxtaposing a list of words for testing dysarthria, a disorder of speech in forming words, with the beautiful saffron and tumeric colors of aged papers. Her work alludes to an era when the thoughts and opinions of a physician or psychiatrist were held separate and secret. As the yellowed papers suggest that time is distant and curious compared to the current modern notions of patient-centered and Google-your-cure world. The works also transcend the materials and subject matter, however, and the lines, handwriting, and faded photographs work together to create dreamscapes and beautiful compositions with ambiguous openings into another world.

Her work in this exhibit also notably (perhaps unintentionally) raises the notion of indefinite endings and reworking through the past over and over again, breathing new meaning into ideas and objects with time, as if one is grieving through scrapbooking memories. By rearranging the pieces of the past, Malcolm parallels her process of reconstructing the termination of with her analyst in her New Yorker piece (published as “Profiles (Aaron Green,” New Yorker, November 24, 1980; New Yorker, December 1, 1980) and the subsequent publication of Psychoanalysis: The Impossible Profession (1981) (a distinction noted in conversations with James E. Groves, 2011). The first rendition of the parting moments were written in a more emotional and vulnerable way, but her subsequent recharacterization of the parting with her analyst is more removed and distant. Similarly, in this exhibit, her pieces work through a sense that ending and show that memories are only temporary and can be reconfigured– that old thoughts can “live again” in a different form and perspective.

So while named Free Associations, Malcolm’s collection of works illustrate more precisely the challenge of impermanence and grief– that while we attempt to continue to record and document our memories and perspective with frenzied detail, our perspective is always limited by the fluidity and reimagination of time, both a beautiful and terrifying reminder of our own ephemeral presence.

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Tradition and Talent: Japanese New Wave and micropop

The influence of one’s peers and environment in the context of one’s history is complex but certain in one’s art. As T.S. Eliot opined in “Tradition and the Individual Talent,”: “Every nation, every race, has not only its own creative, but its own critical turn of mind; and is even more oblivious of the shortcomings and limitations of its critical habits than of those of its creative genius.”

The Japan Art Wave 2011 collection exhibited at the annex art space (529 West 20th St 2W, NY, NY 10011) HPGRP gallery triggers these series of questions of origin and influence in the age of what some art critics have deemed “micropop” (Midori Matsui) and others the age of “Superflat art” (Takashi Murakami). Micropop is defined by Matsui as characterized by a playful and childlike imagination with the process of free association and the reuse of everyday media brought in relation to one’s own culture.  Superflat art has involved a similar nature of a fear of adulthood and regression into childlike and sexual fantasies. Both labeled movements are thought to be psychological responses to a period in Japan marked by prolonged recession and natural and social disasters.

In assessing the hundreds of pieces exhibited together, one must ask: What draws them together? a shared heritage? a certain perspective? The pieces can be viewed in four categories: 1) response to tradition; 2) transformation of tradition;  3) confrontation of tradition; and 4) nonacknowledgement of tradition. Some artists directly reference traditional symbols and techniques, including Buddhist imagery (Noriko Kimura) or ornamental patterns (Miki Sato, Yoshiko Kambe). Other artists have reinvented their perspective using these symbols into their own collages (e.g, Yoko Honda and Hiromi Sato), but often these appear an unfinished thought– that they have not expressed their viewpoint far enough. Still others offer fresh interpretations, including Yuki Iwase’s colorful cookie sculptures.  The more haunting images include Arsa Nakano’s gas mask oil paintings, including one of a pregnant woman.

What becomes apparent when one attempts to research these young emerging artists online is that their online presence (at least to the Western audience) is inaccessible at best, nonpresent at worst. Perhaps that speaks to the isolated struggle of these artists in trying to access the Western audience to the point where the only voice of the postmodern Japanese art is dominated by the loud, admittedly commercial-like perspective of Superflat art by Murakami. But to have one dominant voice of a generation is oversimplistic, and if the Japan Art Wave exhibit is an indication of the rising young artists in Japan, we should keep our ears open (and eyes ready) for a whole lot more.

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Can anyone explain this to me?

When researching which of the dozens of galleries each week to explore, what would it mean if you read this description of the exhibit at the Ivers Gallery called “Exquisite Corpse Pose”?

 

Six Spore Pieces Quote:

We are non-sexual, non-seeds, like the “Monster X” attacking back at the G8’s placebic summit. Our dawn is tens of millions of years in duration and we carry no food with us. We are not seeds! We are one simple finite thing: not living, not dead or undead. Our conspicuous associates adorn the bathrooms of some and the risotti of others, but we ourselves are invisible to the audience. Not to be confused with the imagined or even the forgotten, you can sense us, although our demands you cannot. We request nothing; no share, no service, no consideration. If it is possible to find a way around co-existing, even with one another, we will. For the time being, we notice not the time passing, perhaps one day we will, but that seems doubtful. You liver continually ask yourself, “when will my nose stop running, when will I stop coughing, when will this itching end, when will my efforts be appreciated,” while we make this statement in a forum that seems broken and not our own, because it is the mode of advertising—the worst advertising—schooled to think itself self-conscious, sophisticated, and happily fraudulent. Yet here we are for the time being, making ourselves heard.

Exotic Seer Posse Quip:

Nothing remains a mystery, as all is knowable to us, now and now. From our point of view the only creative thing left is to manipulate the information to our own advantage. Even that manipulation exists as an impoverished facade of an individual style that’s buttressed by the ruse of connoisseurship. We know this and enjoy it as much as we enjoy anything. We are rug cops.

Rose Scope Equips Exit

Today we happily enjoy the plain strangeness of all things. This separation comes by way of the immediate distancing that our messages and posts enact upon us. We see all sides as simply parts of the whole present: like our ugly children and our retarded children and our average children, equally lovable. What a beautiful hilarious appropriate typical mess. We are reified and intrigued by the furthest ends of our self-recognized failures. The whole world is sinking.

Exquisite Corpse Pose

The tar doesn’t care who or what or under which circumstance things fall in. Those distinctions change nothing in the process of fossilization.

— Dave Miko, November 2011

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Coming up! Free Associations, Dutch wives, and much more

Coming up!

– Janet Malcolm, author of Psychoanalysis: The Impossible Profession, repurposes papers of an émigré psychiatrist who practiced in New York in the late 1940′s and 1950′s in Free Associations at Bookstein Gallery 138 19th Ave at 18th. until Jan. 14

– Portrants of lifesize Dutch Wives and a man who collects them for companionship?
“My ladies are always there for me,” he said. “They never talk back. They are completely loyal, and if I get bored, I can just change the head.”

Becky Yee “More than a Woman” at HPGRP gallery. until Dec. 30

– Post-war Japanese contemporary art

When Vibrations Become Forms. 509 West 24th Street. until Dec 17

December– curated by Howie Chen @Mitchell-Innes Nash NY

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Wonder of the Color: CuCO3-Cu(OH)2, C16H10N2O2, and more

Where else will you be able to wield a magnifying glass at an exhibit and need it for almost all of the paintings? Get your chance to strain your eyes (and reap the rewards!) with one month left of the “Wonder of the Age”: Master Painters of India, 1100-1900 at the Met.

If you are a gouache painter or silkscreen artist, you should take a look at the perplexingly intricate and ornate opaque water-media based paintings in this exhibit. The exhibit is filled with vibrant colors and stippling-micro-phenomenal detail (almost tattoolike).

When you consider that Winsor & Newton formulated the modern day gouache paint in the 1930s, these flat, delicate paintings (often with a touch of gold) raise questions about process, materials, and technique.

1. How did these Indian painters paint in such detail? Brushes? Pen? Needles?

2. Where did these artists get such vibrant colors? [for details, consider reading this historical account by Victoria Finlay]

3. How many hands went into each piece? (i.e., what one person would have the patience to complete an entire panel at this level of detail)

The color issue (and partly the brush issue) was somewhat elucidated by the display near the exit, explaining sources of the artists’ palette. Here are some fascinating bits about color that you can use for your next cocktail party where color is the hot topic:

  • If you are stranded in the forest and need pigments beyond earth tones (e.g., mud, bark, rocks), then find yourself some bugs. Bugs like lac bugs can produce scarlet pigments when purified. Brightly colored beetle shells were also used by these Indian artists to represent emeralds.
Lac is a resinous secretion of Lac-producing insects such as Laccifer lacca, Carteria lacca and Tachardia lacca. These insects colonize on the branches of host trees to produce scarlet resinous pigment. Later the coated branches of the host trees are cut and harvested as sticklac, which are crushed, sieved and washed several times to remove impurities.

 

  • Some white pigments will kill you. Others will not. Whites include lead carbonate, zinc white (oxidized zinc), chalk (calcium carbonate).
  • That deep yellow arsenic trisulfide will also kill you, but it’s so beautiful it might be worth it. If you would prefer to deal in urine of cows that were fed only mango leaves, then you can use the alternative Indian Yellow (magnesium euxanthate).
  • If you’re more in the mood for jeweled blues, try Cu(C2H3Os)s-2Cu(OH)2 otherwise more simply known as copper acetate or verdigris, made from holding copper plates over fermenting grape skins.
  • Indigofera tinctoria (a harmless plant) will yield indigotin or C16H10N2O2 for deep hues.

What is most striking of the exhibit as a whole is the color palette and obsessive techniques are often indistinguishable among the artists, despite portraying very different narratives of romance, monsters, legends, and royalty. The mythology and storybook-telling are done in rich red-, azure- and gold-hued tones that unify a history instead of parsing out different perspectives. Whether it is technique, narrative, or color, there is no doubt one will have numerous aspects to marvel over– magnified or not.

 

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Shhhhh…. it’s where all the hipsterband/artists/craftspeople are going…

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The Scientist’s Eye: Carsten Höller

Birds and Mushrooms, until 12/23/11 (Tues-Sat. 11-6) @ Carolina Nitsch, 534 West 22nd St

You would not necessarily have stopped into this gallery, not realizing it was Carsten Höller’s work, but for the few smartly dressed (in black) Dutch women clustered in the corner admiring the pale washed-out photographs of birds against the Tiffany-blue painted wall. But it was really the bright red mushrooms, not the birds that drew you in from a distance.

Höller’s photogravure etchings of birds and mushrooms are the basic sources of inspiration for the more well-known signature conceptual installations, such as his current exhibition at the New Museum (which includes the Giant Psycho Tank which caused a health code stir). His playfulness is less apparent in this gallery which is considerably “flat” in comparison. But the subject matter hints at playfulness, with the scrawny delicate close-ups of birds with their feathers blown in funny directions by an invisible wind.

This gallery exhibit illustrates the most basic typical interaction between humans and “nature in art”– flora and fauna captured in stills behind panes of glass as “objects” of our mere observation– a scientific eye, which is not surprising given that Höller spent much of his life as an research entomologist.

Upside Down Mushroom Room (2000)

Höller’s influence on the movement and interaction of the room is not present as in his other exhibits, but he did hide a little joke in the corner: “the Key to the Laboratory of Doubt” (the message reflected in the silver cynlinder). But the birdlike talon-shaped silver key was locked within a plastic cube, inaccessible to viewers, still and pristine from any fingerprints.

Does the key relate to the rest of the gallery? There is no clear interaction between the two.  What is strikingly similar between the key and the “Birds and Mushrooms” are that all are locked behind panes of glass (or plexiglass in truth), remote and lifeless to the viewer in contrast to his other work. What room does the key open? One imagines and hopes it would lead to the Double Club or Mirror Carousel.

Key to the Laboratory of Doubt

 

 

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