I Made This For You reviewed by Timothy Buckwalter for KQED Arts & Culture:
Art Review : Chris Ashley: I Made This For YouI'm gonna say this right off, and then we can move on. Chris Ashley has created the grooviest advent calendar. Ever.
At some point that idea will hit you as you are wander through I Made This For You, Ashley's current online show at Marjorie Wood Gallery. I'm sure there is some element of intent at work here; Ashley's daily drawings are laid out in pop-up windows that represent the days of December.
When the calendar realization first hit me I lost interest in the work for a bit. It all seemed so hokey, and kinda hoary, but only for a brief while. Soon the serious joy that is the exhibition quickly lit back up.
And serious joy it is, in a hard edge sort of way.
The following essay was written for the exhibition catalog for:
Steven LaRose: Portraits or Landscapes from the Uncanny Mist
November 10 - December 22, 2007
Kristi Engle Gallery
5002 York Blvd. Highland Park, CA 90042
Opening Reception: November 10, 2007, 6:00 - 9:00 pm
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Steven LaRose’s Otherworldliness
Well into Kevin Costner’s underrated film Waterworld, there is a moment when the camera views “the Mariner” about three-quarters from the rear and we catch a glimpse of a gill behind his ear. It’s an unexpected, even shocking moment—although it makes sense that a future water-covered earth resulting from melted polar ice caps would require the evolution of gills, it’s jarring because it’s an otherworldly way of being that exists “outside of or not in accordance with nature as we know it— nonnatural, preternatural, transcendental[1].” Because of his gills, the Mariner can dive to the remains of previous civilizations at the ocean’s bottom to retrieve objects or artifacts valued as treasure. Looking at Steven LaRose’s new paintings, I think of the Mariner’s gills, the kind of world he lives in, and his activities.
Context
Over the past year or so I have witnessed the development of LaRose’s current crop of paintings via virtual studio visits. Generally, he reports progress on his blog[2] with images and writing elaborated in discussion with a community of fairly regular visitors, while finished work is captured and sorted in Flickr [3]. Anyone can look, although clearly, seeing paintings on a monitor is no substitute for the actual thing. Still, peering over the artist’s shoulder, even edited and in pix
els, is a privilege few people experienced in the past.
It has been fascinating to follow the ups and downs and back and forth from my ringside seat. Having watched LaRose’s (heroic) struggle with the many paths his work took until he wrangled them into a more focused, though certainly not myopic, direction, I think of how he has entwined several components into a combination that is integrated and strong. Three components in this recent work I want to discuss are subject matter (the otherworldly), material (the properties of colored liquid), and viewer experience (the sublime).
Otherworldly
From the first moment I finally relaxed enough to successfully snorkel I was immediately enthralled and terrified. I knew that I had entered a hostile and indifferent world in which I am a complete foreigner, but that I could carefully visit and observe. For years I have known: I am no Mariner. Floating face down on the surface of the ocean, one sees tremendous beauty, but in colder and deeper waters, particularly, the sights are almost monstrous and vaguely repelling, or compellingly otherworldly.
LaRose’s images ooze a sense of otherworldliness. His images depict some other form of life from an environment foreign to me. The scale is weird and indefinable, and we can’t really know how large something is: near or far, microscopic or gigantic? What kind of space is depicted: shallow or deep? Are two depicted objects supposedly different sizes or instead positioned closer to and further from the plane upon which they’re painted? Despite all of my looking I can’t know with certainty where I am in relation to the images, and, in fact, I don’t even know if I’m in the same world. I’m a visitor.
Numerous ambiguities let me look at these images in several ways. The two shapes in Beautiful Miasma might be ocean life, microbial life, or extraterrestrial life—are they parent and child, or prey and predator? 05-26-07-b is simultaneously a Jurassic Cyclops skull, a setting sun over a megalithic formation, and an egg or eyeball in a bell jar. 05-22-07-c is a snail and a cauliflower, a dendrite and a nebula, and antennae and an explosion.
Is this nature or fabrication, history or fantasy, science or monstrosity? Although “outside of accordance with nature,” I take some consolation in knowing that it’s all simply paint on a flat surface, but only a little consolation—because everything I see is unnamable and uncertain I am filled with the inner struggle, even anxiety, of approach-avoidance, fascination and revulsion, and a deeply engaged ambivalence. And I like that, in a creepy, familiar sort of way.
Liquid
The story goes that God made a form and blew life into it, resulting in Adam. But that’snot necessarily a useful model for the artist: He made the form that He imagined to receive the life that He had planned for it, whereas the artist struggles to find a form into which he desperately hopes to be able to breathe some life. The former is perfectly conceptualized execution, while the latter is chaotic trial and error. The artist finds ways to realize form and life, though the route may be indirect and unexpected, delayed and unknown.
Many of LaRose’s recent images are made by blowing on the paint though a straw, or with a compressor or hairdryer; by pushing the paint with objects; and by tilting the horizontal support. The thought of blowing paint brings Jean-Baptiste-Siméon Chardin's The Soap Bubble, ca. 1734[4], to mind, but rather than blowing a perfect sphere, LaRose’s blown shapes resemble burst bubbles and splattered liquid. Yet I don't see accident and disorder; but instead composed images of colored liquid deliberately shepherded into complex layers of skittering lines and choreographed shapes like explosive floral fireworks.
Pushing colored liquid around a horizontal surface with a straw is a risky business for an adult attempting to make serious images. It’s related to Surrealist techniques: coulage, frottage, grattage, heatage [5]. It’s also a grade school thing, akin to scratching lines through black ink to uncover the brilliant waxy crayon field below. Is this a way of suppressing expected art skills, or developing new or unexpected skills? For LaRose, whose drawing and painting skills are extremely impressive, to blow paint is to avoid an expected dexterity of the hand, while employing other extremely sensitive parts of the painter’s body—mouth, tongue, throat, lungs—areas that are soft, delicate, vulnerable, hidden.
Sublime
Edmund Burke's idea of the beautiful and the sublime, published in 1757[6], is that the “Beautiful…is what is well-formed and aesthetically pleasing, whereas the Sublime is what has the power to compel and destroy us [7].” In Tracey Bashkoff’s excellent introduction to the catalog On the Sublime[8] she quotes Burke, noting that beauty is “that quality or those qualities in bodies by which they cause love, or some passion similar to it” and the sublime is founded on “whatever is qualified to cause terror.” She notes that in comparing sublimity and beauty,
Burke concludes that “they are ideas of a very different nature, one being founded on pain, the other on pleasure.” Bashkoff says, “Those things in nature that cause terror by their association with potential danger are sources of the sublime. But this danger may be at a distance or even staged, and therefore causes delight rather than pain. These things ‘are capable of producing delight; not pleasure, but a sort of delightful horror.’”
Delightful horror: floating on the ocean's surface, staring into the darkness and strange life below; the strangeness of the Mariner's gills, and the mystery of his deep dives and life on the vast ocean; the fascination, revulsion, charm, and uncanniness of LaRose's images. The otherworldly is the sublime.
LaRose’s large painting 100207 contains an ominously roiling, multi-chambered amoeba floating in the sky, tentacles hanging down, billowing clouds around it; I think of the mothership in Close Encounters of the Third Kind, hovering over the staged landing area, blasting its five ominous notes. In 061307B a spotted, cushiony anemone-like shape is buoyantly suspended, reminding me of the foreboding danger in Albert Bierstadt’s Storm in the Mountains[10], ca. 1870, a view of a lush green valley towards mountains over which churns a mass of rain clouds, forming an arched space under which we look into the distance. The weather hangs heavily, in constant motion and perhaps about to clear, but we can’t be certain, so there is caution. This is the sublime: something awesome yet threatening that we should avoid, but which fascinates us despite our strong sense of self-preservation.
Treasure
LaRose’s sense of the otherworldly, his exploitation of the inherent physical qualities of colored liquid, and the notion of the sublime in his art make for an integrated body of work. Despite the variety of images, he is operating under a singularly strong and coherent vision. He conjures a strange world out of paint, the movement of his body, and the swift sureness of his eye. While painted images are unavoidably flat, square, and composed, LaRose’s images are also deep, vast, and difficult to identify, shocking and surprising. He is the Mariner, diving down as far as he can, almost recklessly, to pull out treasures of strange shape and utility that have been submerged in a darkness too difficult to access through the form or language which we habitually use. His is a rich and serious undertaking.
Chris Ashley
Oakland, CA
October 2007
[1] http://www.wordwebonline.com/en/OTHERWORLDLY
[2] http://stevenlarose.blogspot.com/
[3] http://www.flickr.com/photos/larose/
[4] http://www.metmuseum.org/special/chardin/soap.R.htm
[5] http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Surrealist_technique
[6] http://tinyurl.com/3yo498
[7] Ibid.
[8] On the sublime: Mark Rothko, Yves Klein, James Turrell. Bashkoff, Tracey. Deutsche Guggenheim, Berlin. 2001.
[9] Close Encounters of the Third Kind. Steven Spielberg. 1977
[10] http://tinyurl.com/3dwkjq
Images:
Top: Steven LaRose: 05-26-07-b, 2007, ink on panel, dimensions unknown
Middle: Steven LaRose: 052207c, 2007, ink on panel, dimensions unknown
Bottom: Steven LaRose: Beautiful Miasma, 2007, ink on panel, dimensions unknown
This was originally published at the new group blog just launched a few days ago to cover Bay Area art: Bay Area ArtQuake.
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More thoughts on Joseph Cornell
I thought I knew Cornell's work pretty well, the collages and boxes and films and drawers full of photographs and ephemera, but I was wrong. Of course there is the myth about him as the obsessive naif, and I suppose I bought into that. But this exhibition shows him as an artist with extreme focus and clarity of vision, and the nerve and chops to realize his vision.
While Cornell's focus and vision might initially seem narrow, they were not simple; this work is complex in ways I don't think I can understand. It's mysterious, and layered, and cinematic. I think there is something in much of his images that is about capturing the feeling of singular moments in film- a moment or person of beauty, a certain juxtaposition, a movement, some kind of grandeur, something that happens in one moment in a film and then is gone; sitting in a dark theater watching moving images of projected light is thrilling, but certain moments in this medium can feel magical. I think Cornell was after that magic.
That, and backyard astronomy, which is another kind of camera and cinematic experience. And celebrity worship, another kind of star gazing, And also the theater of the Peeping Tom or voyeur. And something that might look to us like nostalgia, but which was in Cornell's time the objects and images from his childhood, and from the generation just prior to him. These probably aren't original ideas on my part; they're probably in the literature, but Cornell's art definitely works in these many areas, as you can see for yourself.
Think of the Scrovegni Chapel, which is really one big box, and looking up at the ceiling, which is a deep cobalt blue above littered with gold stars, and substitute Lauren Bacall for Mary, and you're drifting towards Cornell.
It is a huge, impressive show, a bit of a landmark. The biggest surprise for me was seeing the skill with with Cornell made things. Components of some of the boxes are quite finely crafted, and there are collages that show genuine sophistication in terms of how color from different pieces are combined, how texture is laid next to another, how line and edge are used. This formal kind of stuff is something I did not expect to be bowled over by. He knew what he was doing.
The low light in the galleries combined with the amount of work can tire the observer, so plan your visit: at first, you might quickly walk through the show; next walk back through and carefully see the first half the show; after that, take a break at a cafe; finally, go see the rest of the show. Take your time-- it's worth it.
More thoughts on Jeff Wall
Lots of big photos, lots of light boxes. Most look staged, though there are a few where you can't quite tell for sure. I'm guess that they're all staged. OK, so it's tableau. It's artificial. No Henry Wessel or Diane Arbus here. We're talking Baroque.
It's great to see the beautiful Northwest, and interesting to see the lower middle classes making it big in 20th century art. Many of the people look a little downtrodden, and often wherever they are posed looks rundown, beat up, neglected. What are the images in these light boxes supposed to be selling? It doesn't look like a healthy product. Maybe they're public service announcements. I can't tell.
Those light box images are kind of grainy looking-- bet they looked fantastic when they started showing up in the 80's. It's a funny thing about, say, Vermeer or Bouguereau or Seurat or whoever you want to name- a painting made two hundred years ago still has the same visual resolution as a painting made today. You know, no one at Sony's research labs is working on making paintings with a better resolution; every painting has 100% resolution, and always will... well, except for The Last Supper. But I think it's a little depressing, you know, the state of photography-- all those light boxes, and they already look like relics stored in a billboard company warehouse.
Wait, am I looking at stills from some mid-80's TV show that I didn't know existed?
Wall wants to make paintings that have the impact of large paintings- impact in terms of size, and impact in terms of subject. He wants to be a history painter, like Jacques-Louis David or Charles Le Brun, but his history is that of the suburbs, the shabbily built and poorly planned, the oppression of being a capitalist worker pawn, the ordinary struggling person, our neighbor, how a fire engine pulls up to a house down the street we walk out on the porch and shyly watch from a distance.
They're spooky, and the size and the medium provide distance. We can look really closely without getting personally involved with anyone. We are witnesses with impunity. Whatever happens has so many witnesses that my testimony isn't needed. Something not so nice is going on, but there will never be any justice. That's the way things there.
We all know by now that photography lies. Knowing that Wall's work is a deliberate fabrication allows us to put that idea aside and to focus on a truth. The truth is that much of life is not glamorous. Most people, even famous people, still put their pants on one leg at a time. We are cruel and judgmental, although our conscience pushes us to overcome that base instinct. Wall's photos give us the opportunity to experience the distance between higher states-- consciousness and conscientiousness-- and more basic ones-- impulse, reaction, habit, and to observe how we move from one to the other. It's more cerebral than emotional, cool than hot. The notion is good; filling, but not that tasty.
More thoughts on Olafur Eliasson
Can anyone tell me why this show is better than anything at the Exploratorium? Sure, this is some family-friendly show. Makes you feel all good because you experience something kind of basic and pure and simple. But basically, it's purely simple backyard science-- fill a wading pool with water and drop rocks into it to watch rings collide and cross, and observe the shimmer of glimmering light on the pool's bottom.
What is the big deal here? Didn't Lucas Samaras already do the mirrored room? Why isn't Larry Bell a God, rather than this latest Golden Boy. How is Eliasson's moss wall a better work than any Richard Long stone or mud installation? Why is this better art than sitting on the edge of the Grand Canyon watching a sunset? Why is this better than any waterfall? Why are major art institutions so enamored with this stuff? First Matthew Barney, and now this.
I don't care how many people laid on their backs in the Turbine Hall at the Tate gazing at the fake glowing sun of The Weather Project. This is some lazy stuff. And don't get me started on the BMW with the refrigerated exoskeleton-- you can keep your hi-tech message art.
What is with all of the clamor about this show? Why are people oohing and ah-ing? Geez people, go out on the balcony and walk through Barnet Newman's Zim Zum. Leave the museum, walk across Third Street, and enjoy the fountains at Yerba Buena Gardens.
Or, go back and walk through the Cornell show.
I like the groups of photos well enough, so some points there, but otherwise I can't even say, "Hey, Olafur, nice try." No Clapping Man-- he's napping.
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All images borrowed from sfmoma.org
Joseph Cornell: Navigating the Imagination: Saturday, October 06, 2007 - Sunday, January 06, 2008
Jeff Wall: Saturday, October 27, 2007 - Sunday, January 27, 2008
Take your time: Olafur Eliasson: Saturday, September 08, 2007 - Sunday, February 24, 2008
The interview I did with Daniel Goettin for Minus Space in 2006 is published in support of his current exhibition at Gallery Florian Trampler, Diessen am Ammersee, 23. September 2007 - 11.November 2007.
The interview I did with Tilman Hoepfl for Minus Space in 2006 has been used in support of his recent installation there, and also published on Tilman's website.
The following was written for the catalog for Alan Ebnother's exhibition at Wade Wilson Art, Houston, March 2007, but in the end was not used. I'm using it here. I also interviewed Alan for Minus Space in 2005.
"Green is Good"
The subject of a recent email from Alan Ebnother is "Green." The rest of the email simply reads, "Is Good." That was it. Good for what? For Alan; for me; for painting? I don’t’ know, it’s just good. I can’t argue with that. Green is.
But when I say, "green,' which green do you see? Cabbage, broccoli, chard, or lime? Mint, pistachio, rosemary, or pear? Moss, iguana, malachite, or pine? Traffic light, crocodile, seaweed, or seafoam? We each can think of our own "greens."
I have a catalogue that lists over fifty different green pigments ranging from pale green-yellow earth to grassy brilliance, from the lushest emerald to dry, dark, mold-like powder. These pigments are clean dirt, crushed rock, and ground mineral from around the world with various physical qualities. A pigment is not just color; each results in a paint which is dense or smooth, fine or coarse, opaque or transparent.
Once Alan mentioned, "people who first come to the desert and say that there is no vegetation or wildlife.
On closer observation the desert opens itself to their vision and a complete world of plant and animal life becomes apparent."
An artist looks for territory and sets to work exploring it, figuring out what is there and responding and adjusting to what he is finding. Each painting has its own qualities, and every painting is new. The artist finds what he is making only by doing it. The painter wants to bring components of the painting into place, and the materials work for and against that force.
Dylan Thomas’ poem that begins, "The force that through the green fuse drives the flower | Drives my green rage; that blasts the roots of trees | Is my destroyer," reminds us of the power and energy in things that are green, and that even growth is cyclical and eventually destructive.
Green has many possible meanings. Green symbolically represents the "Anahata," the fourth, or the heart/emotions, chakra related to love, equilibrium, and well-being. In our times, being green means engaging in renewable and sustainable consumption. Green is used in night vision goggles because the human eye discerns the greatest variety of shades of that color. Often, green means "go," yet is also the color of envy, poison, and radioactivity. Color enters memory, perhaps imperfectly, and despite being incredibly elusive can still resonate specifically, prompting associations tied to emotion, time, and place.
The meaning of an art work, the kind that is explained verbally, is overrated. We clamor to understand, but a painting is not a package to be unwrapped with words and consumed only intellectually. Tidy explanations are for the impatient and incurious, and typically miss the point. A painting is like a corner of the desert, a complete world for the viewer to experience. The painting is the fuse, our interaction with it is the force, and our understanding is the flower.
Once, Alan made a green painting, and then another and another, and he simply followed his own progression of experiences using different green pigments, different brushes, different supports and sizes. He staked his claim and committed to exploring it. Twenty six years later, he hasn’t run out of green or territory.
Chris Ashley
Oakland, CA
January 2007
Above: Alan Ebnother, "December 20, 2006", Oil and pigment on linen, h: 36 x w: 36 in / h: 91.4 x w: 91.4 cm, Wade Wilson Art
This essay was commissioned for the recent catalog, "Sandi Miot: Wax Games" (http://sandimiot.com/).
“There's nobody living who couldn't stand all afternoon in front of a waterfall. It's a simple experience, you become lighter and lighter in weight, you wouldn't want anything else. Anyone who can sit on a stone in a field awhile can see my painting.”
Agnes Martin
Place
An artist typically can’t help but absorb and reflect her environment in some way. Where she spends her times seeps in and affects the art, often in very direct ways, such as in terms of light or color or space, and also in seemingly less direct ways, such as an artist’s subject, intention, or spirit.
The pace of life in the artist’s environment, or the local political climate, may also somehow be in the art. Geography and weather of course help shape outlook and sense of place, and also whether one is near water, among hills and trees, in or near the city, or beneath one kind of sky or another. If making art is part of how one lives, then where one lives and works is also part of the art.
Sandi Miot made her way to Northern California after living many years in Florida. She says that on arrival she felt immediately at home and knew she’d found the place where she would live and make her art. Her studio is in a large 1930’s building on a former US Air Force base north of San Francisco, where she is a powerful force in the local art scene. The restored buildings there are solid and spacious, California-style Mediterranean constructions well suited to the landscape, built of sturdy wood and thick stucco, fitted with large windows, and topped with roofs of red Spanish tiles.
Nestled amid rolling hills on the west and the San Francisco Bay on the east, this location is wonderful in every way: open, quiet, light-filled, airy, and inviting. There is life here: deer are often seen grazing under the oak trees on the hill, one sees and hears birds, and there is the invigorating presence of numerous other artists whose studios are also located in this complex. Here, Miot works on a daily basis in a large white room with a high ceiling. There are several work tables, a desk and comfortable chairs, many books within easy reach, and of course her art— paintings finished and in progress hang on the walls, and works on paper lay about in various states of completion. This room is a place in which to work, to sit and look, and to contemplate.
Encaustic
It is important to know that Sandi Miot’s primary medium is encaustic, a way of painting with pigment in heated wax that goes back at least as far as the Fayum mummy portraits from Egypt around 100-300 CE. Entering the studio the senses are immediately filled with the smell of wax and the sight of the paintings bearing thick, lustrous color.
The next thing you might notice is the hot plates and the blocks of colored wax lined up in trays. Unlike painting in oil or acrylic, where you can basically squeeze paint from a tube and begin applying it immediately, encaustic requires tools, time, and preparation— the hot plates need to be turned on, the wax needs to melt, and each color needs it’s own pan and brushes. There is labor involved here, and you can easily see it in the paintings. Paint is built up in layers and often melted back down with torches, resulting in a surface that is thick and textured yet soft and smooth, in places almost liquid, puddled, earthy, and organic, such as in Miot’s Sapphire Silk, Garnet Ambience, and Citrine Veneration, (all 2001). In others, flame-carved crevices cut through a painting's topography to reveal layers of color, like sediment, a kind of geological history, as seen in Beginning and Sanskrit (2007). (Left: Beginning, 2007, Encaustic on Wood, 12" x 12" x 2")
Wax seals and insulates— the painted image is both on and in the surface. Encaustic's translucent quality results in a colored light that glows through layers, luminous like a burning candle, stained glass, or amber. Since wax cools quickly, it drips or runs very little, indicating a sense of brief or frozen time, which furthers the sense of a captured moment that Miot uses to good effect in paintings like Awakening and Prophecy (2000).
Encaustic requires a sturdy support. All of Miot’s paintings are on wood panels, which have a very particular presence— thick, heavy, strong, and crafted. Some of the work walks a fine line between painting and sculpture, often venturing towards relief, some projecting several inches off of the wall. Many works consist of multiple panels, each a smaller unit of a larger whole. A wood panel covered in wax presents several dualities: hard and soft, solid and liquid, opaque and transparent.
Connections
In Miot’s work the paint, the supports, and the imagery have an iconic, object-like quality. They have a historical connection in several ways to, say, Sienese panel painting: the wood panel feels like a shape, not simply a canvas; the painted image is luminous; details are carved into the surface; and they feel built to last.
I am reminded of Duccio di Buoninsegna’s panel painting Madonna and Child (ca. 1300) at New York’s Metropolitan Museum. The gold ground is flat and inscribed with the Madonna's halo, and the space of the painting is shallow. There is an association I make, coincidental but fortuitous, between this painting and Miot's use of wax and heat— at the lower edge of the gilded frame on Duccio's painting two rounded notches have been burned into place by candles set beneath the painting. Not only is devotion depicted in the painting, there is also evidence of devotion, the result of burning candles. A painting like Miot's Sanskrit (2007) comes to mind, which has a centered, brilliantly colored image and a carved, relief-like surface made with a torch. While Duccio’s image is painted in small, repeated strokes, Miot creates her image with a finely controlled flame.
Paintings such Dance I and Dance II, (both 2007), each square and in low relief, make me think of Lorenzo Ghiberti’s twenty-eight gilded bronze reliefs (1404-24) on the north door of the Baptistery next to the Basilica di Santa Maria del Fiore in Florence. And Miot’s use of multiple panels shares the narrative quality Ghiberti’s reliefs. These poignant, almost incidental visual rhymes made across seven hundred years, from Duccio and Ghiberti to Miot, are a reminder of art's history and its continuing value.
Images
Miot's art images are the result of constantly managed chaos and order. Paint applied gesturally suggests improvisation and intuition, while panels that are arranged in grids create order. Strokes applied deliberately contrast with less easily-managed areas where paint is carved with a torch. Geometric shapes hover over fields of scattered color. This contrast of chaos and order is an emotional push-pull for the viewer, who falls in and out of balance, moving from one state of consciousness to another.
Color is of course an important component of Miot's painting, as well as her use of multiple panels to make a single work. She often uses a saturated palette of pure and unmixed color, as in the vibrant, celebratory Night Music (2007). Recent paintings that consist of multiple panels hung in a grid or or rows are painted in an ordered spectrum of color that gradually shifts from one panel to the next, a gradation that suggests movement or a transition from one state to another.
Sunrise (2007) is a good example— the five deep vertical panels transition from a bright orange on the left, through red and purple, to a deep blue on the right. The color across the forty two panels of Lifelines I (2006), six columns and seven rows, transition both vertically (light to dark) and horizontally (blue to orange). Additionally, the panels in Lifelines I reduce in size as they descend in each column, so that it contains two kinds of transitions: color (pictorial) and size (physical).
Miot's art is both consistent and diverse, an interesting balance to maintain. Part of the consistency comes from her use of encaustic and certain formats. But it also comes from a concern for making images and creating meaning using a limited vocabulary of shapes and marks: squares, strokes, drips and thrown paint, layers, lumps, and crevices. And although diversity might best be illustrated by describing a few paintings, it isn't easy describing paintings that have so much built up color, so many different kinds of textures, and so many ways of treating paint.
Awakening (2002) contains a horizon line, with black above and orange below. In the black field three molten hot orange squares are each rotated in a different position, appearing to have burst spinning upward and falling back downward, like cubes of lava. It's possible that these three squares are actually the same square depicted three times in a kind of animation. This image evokes Kasimir Malevich's Suprematist paintings in which stacked squares, rectangles, and lines appear to move apart and evoke space and flight, a moment in time. (Right: Awakening, 2002, 48" x 48" x 2" Encaustic & oil on panel)
Dreams (2007), Eye Candy (2006), and Night Music (2006) are all diptychs, the images of which are made with drips and lines applied without a brush touching the surface. Dreams consists of two fields of deep turquoise blue carved into delicate vertical channels across which Pollock-like skeins of more turquoise are dripped and drizzled. The two red panels of Eye Candy have scattered magenta drops and a few quick lines of thrown yellow that span the two panels' dividing line. The color of Night Music is hard to name— both panels have a blue-gray ground across which a dense field of blue, lavender, yellow, and gray drops and lines are built up from the bottom edge, scattering out further as they ascend the painting. While these descriptions sound similar-- two panels side by side, a colored ground, dripped and flung paint— they really are very different images resulting in very different effects and moods.
Whirligig (2007) is a new direction for Miot's work. The twenty two panels are so deep that they are actually cubes. The smallest cube is at the center on the wall, and the successive cubes form a spiral several feet in diameter that eventually leaves the wall and trails off onto the floor. Every visible surface of each cube is painted, and the color shifts from one cube to the next in an expanded spectrum; the smallest cube is green, and the color of each cube moves through yellow, orange, red, purple, blue and full circle back to green on the largest cube. Each cube has drips of complementary colors, so that a reverse spectrum runs back through the spiral. Like Frank Stella, Miot brings the painting out into the viewer's territory, creating more than in any other work a shift from pictorial two-dimensional space into architectural space.
Understanding
I could simply write that Sandi Miot's paintings are beautiful, a word I haven’t even used yet, and although they are, that wouldn’t be very helpful in understanding her art. That her work is beautiful is so obvious that it almost goes without saying, but in fact she deserves credit for her mastery of materials and color. To further understand her paintings it is important to point out that her images teeter between representation and non-representation, and to recognize how she takes work from the expected flatness of painting to the realm of relief and three dimensions. Miot’s paintings provide us with the opportunity to experience and reflect on emotion and thought. The dichotomy of chaos and order is both something we feel and know as an idea. As Agnes Martin suggests, time spent in front of these paintings results in things to see and feel that might not be apparent at first glance. Miot’s paintings are models for ways of being and thinking. This is ambitious and inspiring, and a tremendous gift from the artist.
Chris Ashley
Oakland, CA
May 2007
This was published originally published at Two Artists Talking on December 31, 2006. I thought I'd close out January by re-publishing it here with a couple of minor changes.
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I found this show tremendously moving, not only because of the circumstances in which they were made. For a museum exhibition, it's not enough to be moved by these circumstances. Certainly, art objects made in a difficult situation can tell us valuable things about the people and their times, but for the object to be aesthetically powerful requires something more. And it seems the women of Gee's Bend found that.Chris Ashley
Oakland, CA
January 2007

This is about as close as I got last night to getting into the opening of Fernando Botero's exhibit of his Abu Ghraib paintings at UC Berkeley's Doe Library. There was some kind of color-coded ticketing system, and when I finally found this out after waiting in one line, and looked at the line of three or four hundred people waiting to get in outside in the main line, I took some pictures through the windows and left.
The paintings are not being shown at the Berkeley Art Museum. They are being shown in a large room in the library which houses computers mostly used by students for email and quick searches, through which most people walk to gain entrance to the main library. New partitions were installed, the walls were painted- it is a very serviceable exhibition space.
As is probably well known by now, the paintings have shown in Rome and New York, but nowhere else, and Botero has offered the complete collection of works to an American museum willing to take and show them. No takers.
As far as I can tell, the Berkeley Art Museum, the UC Berkeley Department of Art Practice, nor the the UC Berkeley History of Art department had anything to do with the exhibition taking place at UC Berkeley. My guess, and this is based soley on nothing except my own knowledge of the current faculty and the kind of students the department produces, is that the overt content, and the fact that these are merely paintings, does not engage serious enough theoretical and material concerns. Or, maybe they're just out of the loop, unaware, too busy, don't have the resources or budget, or simply can't respond quickly enough. Whatever the reason, it's a shame they're not involved.
Instead, the Center for Latin American Studies is primarily responsible for organizing the exhibition, which- including a room converted for the purpose, the transporting of paintings, and the development of a complete accompanying academic program- astonishingly took place in just about exactly two months.
I saw the exhibition today. It consists of forty seven paintings and drawings. There are several large paintings, and several that seem to consist of two or three panels; I don't know if those count as single or multiple "paintings"- I didn't count. There is plenty to look at, and one can get quite close and look at the paint. Due to some built-in features of the room several of the large paintings are hung with the bottom edge nearly at eye level, making one look up in a way which physically creates a sense of reverence and witness.
The imagery is horrifying, but not in quite the way a photograph would be horrifying. Botero's style of figuration places the figure a little at a remove so that one needn't turn away. This is not to say he makes the subject softer and removes the horror. Instead, the style of figuration removes us from the pain we may feel when looking at a real person, thereby creating the opportunity for contemplation and reflection while encouraging empathy, outrage, and sorrow. We are able to look longer at what we are seeing and at what is being alluded to. By staying with the paintings, and seeing how these images generalize the horror, we all feel our own range of emotions, and recognize the indictment of our times and the challenge to not let this happen again.
These paintings would not be effective if Botero were not a competent and knowledgeable painter. He creates pictorially effective arrangements and juxtapostions that makes the work formally interesting; subject matter alone does not make the paintings successful. On close look one sees Botero's fine sense of line, solid grounding of figures, subtle modeling of anatomy and drapery, sure sense of color, and confident economy with paint and brush. Formally, there are wonderful things he does in a painting's composition: the rhyming of an arc of urine streaming in from the left side with a raised leg ready to kick; the bright multi-colored head bands worn by each man in a large pile on the floor; the bright blue glove on the hand of a torturer whose body is outside the picture plane; the various skin tones of different figures; the contrast of the bright green hood on one man's head next to which his raised arm ends at a bright bloody red hand. In one three panel painting the victim changes postion from one panel to the next; in the experience of viewing this time is a component, and it is this prisioner's turning and suffering over time that drives us more deeply into knowing his agony, and knowing him as a living being, an individual.
One of course thinks of Goya and Picasso, or Grosz or Beckmann. It's not hard to see in some paintings allusions to Christ, at least through the way Christ's life has been depicted, particularly in, say, 15th century Italian painting- the wound, the suffering, the sacrifice. I kept thinking of someone like Mantegna, particularly his paintings like Calvary and St. Sebastian. Botero's classic allusions, rather than seeming a pat anachronistic device, reinforce his presentation.
This is a very important exhibition in several ways. It is important because the subject matter is crucial to America's current image and reputation, and Botero has made a permanent record of this unlike that made in any other medium. It is important for the way in which it was organized- outside of the museum and gallery channels- and for where it is shown- in the library of the university known for being the birthplace of the Free Speech Movement. It is important because it shows that painting is still relevant; no photograph can function in the way a painting functions; no other medium depicts things with the same sensuous, tactile, handmade means; no other visual medium has a thousand years of history to reinforce and extend the viewer's experience. It is important because these paintings have been brought to stand before people's eyes to see up close and in person one individuals's committed outrage carried out with intelligent skill. And it is important because Botero's paintings are made with skill and craft, knowledge and wit, compassion and generosity.
Video and/or audio of an interview with Botero by poet Robert Hass on January 29, 2007 can be streamed or downloaded.
Several programs and panels are being organized by the Center for Latin American Studies.
San Francisco Chronicle art critic Kenneth Baker has written a feature article and a review.
San Francisco Chronicle editorial writer Louis Freedberg provides some very interesting background.
In the Brooklyn Rail, Robert C. Morgan's A Note on Botero’s Abu Ghraib.
Originally published at Rudolf's Diner, December 2006
Giorgio Morandi (1890-1964, Italy), "Bottles and Fruit-Bowl" (Bottiglie e fruttiera), 1916, Oil on canvas, 60 x 54 cm, Gianni Mattioli Collection, Mattioli Collection
It is amazing to think that Giorgio Morandi painted the still life Bottles and Fruit-Bowl in 1916 at age 26, and for forty more years continued painting, besides landscapes, arrangements of bottles and bowls and containers on tabletops with a fairly muted palette of whites, browns, and various grays hinting at red, yellow, and blue. He established his vocabulary early and stuck with it. Who else has used and repeatedly looked so closely at the same table?
Surveying Morandi's oeuvre, one sees the same shapes used over and over in different configurations. In addition, there are typically two horizontal lines in each compostion- the front and rear edges of the table; the sides are never shown. The objects are typically arranged in tight clusters. The light is soft, so shadows are minimal and form is barely modeled. These paintings feel silent, almost airtight, as if the depicted objects have been sitting like this for ages, slowly accumulating a film of dust in a closed room that is off-limits to all but the painter.
In Bottles and Fruit-Bowl the two shapes on the left and right twist and spin. They are unlike any glass or ceramic objects I've ever seen: distorted, pulled, warped, bent. They appear to have been changed by age and use, as if showing signs of a lifetime of being of service. But going a little further, it isn't difficult to see the bottle on the right as male, and the bowl on the right as female. Is it necessary to spell it out? The bottle, round and full at the bottom, long and vertical at the top, seems full and ready to spew. The bowl, arrayed like an open fan, reaches towards the bottle, ready to receive. One you notice this, it's hard not to look at this painting and see sex.
Between the bottle and bowl rises a white bottle or vase that narrows at the top. It is evenly painted and virtually flat, subtly yet formally and solidly standing at the center of the painting between the two other objects. The reason for its presence may be supervision or observation; is it a chaperone, a priest, the law, society? It's not clear if the white vase is there to validate or interrupt the potential act between the the bottle and vase. Whatever may be about to happen is on the verge, suspended, incomplete, potential and future tense.
Seventeenth century Dutch still lives employed elaborate systems whereby specific fruit, flowers, and other shapes symbolically referenced and reinforced certain morals and ideals. In particular, Vanitas paintings used symbolic reminders of life's impermanence: skulls, burning candles, books with turning pages. As an admirer of Cezanne, Morandi would have been familiar with the French painter's still lives in which peaked fabrics and fruit stacked on a tabletop hint at the mountains and skulls Cezanne repeatedly painted. During the same period Morandi painted Bottiglie e fruttiera the Italian art movement Pittura Metafisica ("Metaphysical Painting") was being formed by Carlo Carrà and Giorgio de Chirico; these artists, precursors to Surrealism, painted familiar objects in unexpected ways to engage the unconscious in an alternative reality. Freud's ideas were already well known in the early 1900's, and were soon represented in art and literature. Morandi was associated with Pittura Metafisica during its brief existence, so it's not a stretch to imagine what kind of pictorial energy a twenty six year old bachelor might be fantasizing about and tinkering with during those times.
This tabletop seems vast, deep and endless on the sides. It's also possible to see it as a desert floor or an open flat field, rather than a table. Try seeing this scene as a landscape, and the blue background in the top third becomes more sky-like and intense. The three shapes become grand architecture: the bottle a Baroque church; the vase a factory smokestack; the bowl a fountain or statue. By shifting what we see from table to cityscape, scale changes entirely, from a slice of interior setting to an enormous openness. We are presented with the opportunity to see this painting in several ways- from handheld vessels on a table, to the secretly intimate and erotic, to vast public and civic space, and back again to the humble shapes Morandi used repeatedly during his life. A still life is not merely a still life. A painting's meaning is more than what meets the eye, but it's in what meets the eye that the meaning begins to be found, and in looking, thinking, feeling, and associating, that possible meanings are experienced.
Chris Ashley lives in Oakland, and draws in his weblog "LookSee" everyday.
| Below are four pieces of writing related to Don Voisine's recent exhibition, "R-Value," at Abaton Garage. In late August Don Voisine emailed an exhibition announcement[1]. I emailed him some observations and questions[2]. I thought his reply[3] was worthy of a broader audience; he also emailed me some images. Finally, Jim Long's essay[4] from the catalog for this show is included. I thought it would be interesting to gather all of these pieces together in one place to better understand what Don is up to. After putting all of these pieces together, something else occurred to me: in addition to an interest in Don's work and how it's discussed, I realized that in gathering all of these pieces the result is a kind of documentation of multiple views of a single thing. There are five views of Don's work via three different media, public and private: [1] the press release (email and web); [2] my observations (email); [3] Don's response and explanation (email); [4] Jim's essay (published in the catalog, which Don sent me; the essay is not included on the Abaton website); and [5] the images, removed from the original and disseminated over a network (email and web). A good part of what follow's is in Don's (the artist's) voice, as he describes his process and concerns, and there are three other individuals and/or institutions with something to say: the gallery promoting the show, the writer supporting the work, and a viewer with observations and questions. Being on the opposite coast of Don's show, I didn't see it, but I can still engage in it. This demonstrates how over distance this simple technology we're using (email) helps support a dialog about art; there's an aspect of the social and community that can help support, articulate, or distribute one's work, even when we know that the absolute best thing is to see the work itself in person. I think that even more important than uses of technology as a new medium for art, the use of technology like this for extending one's network and conversation is an important thing for artists to understand. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ [1] The announcement: R-Value "Labonte R-7.5", 2006, oil on styrofoam, 10 x 12.5 x 1.5 inches Press Release:
[2] I wrote to Don:
[3] Don replied:
"Fittipaldi R-10", 2006, oil on styrofoam, 14.5 X 14.25 X 2 inches ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ [4] Jim Long's essay for Don Voisine's catalog:
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View of Mel Prest: Alignments, Gregory Lind Gallery, San Francisco, April 2006. Photo: Alan Bamberger, artbusiness.com, 2006 (used without permission)
Mel Prest: Alignments
Mel Prest's paintings are pictorial and physical, visually rich and optically complex, sensual and emotional, and engage the viewer in evocative experiences of time and place. In the paintings shown in an exhibition called Alignments at Gregory Lind Gallery in San Francisco April 4-29, 2006, there was much work evident in both senses of the word: many pieces of art, and lots of labor and time invested.
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| Mel Prest: Ladder, 2006. oil on 28 panels, 112 x 13 x 2 in. overall (Photo: Gregory Lind Gallery) |
The paintings are oil on wood panels. A work may consist of a single panel measuring up to twenty four by thirty inches, or two or three smaller panels hung side by side either abutted or slightly apart, or multiple arranged panels in the five or six inch range that border on installation.
At a glance each painting's palette may initially appear somewhat narrow, but this is actually not true- a range of color within a painting, and from one painting to another, is extremely important to Prest's work because each work's subject, or intended sense of place or mood, is distinct.
One constant among the paintings are painted lines of mostly uniform width. These lines appear to be the width of the brush used to make the line, meaning that, in a sense, the lines themselves are actually brushstrokes. These lines are hand-painted, and slightly wobbly or tremulous. The surfaces of many of the paintings comprise a field of either vertical or horizontal lines, though a few others combine lines of both directions. Often these lines continue onto a painting's side. These painted lines are drawing, are carriers of color and indicators direction, and when combined in a field they become the painting's image.
As an example, Ladder (2006) is an installation of twenty two panels hung high on the wall in two aligned columns of eleven panels each, making a single work measuring 112 x 13 x 2 inches overall. The panels subtly change color in a gradation from very pale blue at the bottom to a dark blue gray at the top. Thin painted lines span the surface of each panel's front and continue around to the sides, ending at the wall.
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| Mel Prest: Pale Dusk, 2006, oil on two panels, 16 x 24.5 x 2 inches (Photo: Gregory Lind Gallery) |
In relation to Prest's work one might immediately think of painters whose work is highly optical, such as Bridget Riley (1931, Britain), Victor Vasarely (1906, Hungary - 1997, France), or Richard Anuskiewicz (1930, US). But Prest's work isn't intense and busy in the way of these three artists; her work is warmer, softer and slower, more about place, time breathe, and the peripheral. One might think of the systems or processes of Sol Lewitt (1928, US) and Josef Albers (1888, Germany -1976, US), but Prest's intentions are not diagrammatic or schematic. Perhaps in terms of light one might think of Mark Rothko (1903, Russia -1970, US), but Prest's paintings are more crisp and intimate rather than gestural and heroic. I mention Agnes Martin (1912, Canada - 2004, US) not because of any grid-based relationship, but rather because of an attitude about paying attention at a slow rate of speed. Martin said, "Anyone can look at a waterfall all day"; she does this with restraint and dryness, while Prest's paint has more body and is lustrous. It might seem a reach to invoke Caspar David Friedrich (1774-1840, Germany) or Albert Bierstadt (1830, Germany - 1902, US), but I think one can find in Prest's work these two painters' qualities of light and air, luxurious nature, and relaxed wonder. I would call this Romanticism.
There are four key characteristics of these paintings on which I'd like to focus.
Time & Place: Prest creates mood and space through a deft and confident control of color. The hand-painted, evenly spaced colored lines are precisely placed, but contain the presence of human movement. Colored fields and lines shift subtly across a panel, or from panel to panel. Occasionally, color may suddenly make a huge transitional leap from one hue or value to another that pulls the eye along, making the painting a time-based experience- a moment- in a specific but unnamable location.
Some paintings depict and feel like the space and light of landscape, while others look and feel more urban or structured, perhaps architectural. One might say that Pale Dusk is the fading light along the Pacific coast, that Black Rainbow is urban nighttime, or that the colored lines building a vibrant concentration of luminous blue with a hint of rose in Twin Rainbow represent several moments during a brilliant spring day. The range and control is impressive, and the results are varied and surprising.
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| Mel Prest: Black Rainbow, 2005, 16 x 16 x 2 inches (Photo: Gregory Lind Gallery) |
Order: Prest's paintings are structured in parts and wholes. Physically, multiple panels are smaller parts of a single larger piece, although Prest's work could not be called modular, because each piece has its specific place; parts are not interchangeable. Drawing and composition are sequential progressions- lines accumulate and build progressive transitions across surfaces that create movement and changes in light. Symmetry is hinted at or implied, but also disrupted because not strictly adhered to, making the seeing experience non-static. In paintubgs where panels are immediately side-by-side there is both continuity and the briefest recognition of parts and wholes; in paintings where panels are slightly separated we have a gap to work across and reconcile. Color makes light, and structured, orchestrated, gradated color makes a pictorial kind of light. Together line and color create a visual sense of place and atmosphere.
Each painting's making is at least superficially evident: there is a background color on top of which colored lines are painted. These are paintings made in steps, but while one might assume there is a plan, they actually feel intuitive. Regarding paintings that are composed of either vertical or horizontal lines, the label stripes might be used, but the range of color and the hand-painted qualities prevents this somewhat restrictive reading. The paintings are more complex than can be conveyed by a description of how they are made.
The Wall: The painted lines continue onto the painting's edge. Looked at straight-on, as a flat plane while ignoring the sides, there is the implication that a painting is a detail of a larger continuous image. But paintings on which the lines continue onto the side call our attention to the fact that the painting is an object, a shallow rectangular box. Given this, the viewer must consider whether these lines wrap around to the back of the painting and are constrained to this painted object (either actual or inferred), or if what is being suggested, or pictorially hinted at, is that the lines continue onto or into the wall.
In the latter case, a painting like Ladder hints at the possibility that the lines continue off the edge of the painting; the lines in Ladder seem to transfer a kind of energy into or pressure onto the wall on which it hangs, not only making the wall an essential part to the painting, but also imaginatively implying that the wall itself has pictorial possibilities as an extension of the painting. These imagined continuous lines simultaneously anchor the painting to the wall and exert a kind of force that seems to lift the painting off the wall. In contrast, the horizontal and vertical patterning on the nine-panel The Things that are Missing contains the lines within each panel, so that the role of the wall is as a container of or buffer to the painting's energy.
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| Josef Albers, Mural, 1968, Brick mural, 8' x 50', Study Center, Gosnell Building, Rochester Institute of Technology |
Recovery: An initial encounter with Prest's work might create an immediate reaction to, or feed assumptions about, her work as decoration, but with even a bit of close looking it quickly becomes clear that her work goes far beyond this. Her paintings can work on both of these levels without compromise- and isn't all painting in some way decoration?- which is a genuine achievement. It is interesting that her work might flirt with a way of making paintings that has descended to the level of cliche and kitsch, but that she makes this approach extremely viable. I don't mean that Prest's work is quotation or re-use, or that she uses this approach with irony; instead, I think she has circumvented the cliches and made this way of working- modular and optical- relevant and meaningful again.
In the late sixties and seventies, perhaps lasting into the early eighties, many popular forms of "abstract" art for mass consumption as installation, or murals, came into use. At the same time, one found much "modern, abstract" art made by amateurs or artists less-schooled in history and theory that often used geometric form and line, and the use of multiple canvases or panels. Much of this work is made in response to a misunderstanding of the work of, for example, Piet Mondrian (1872, The Netherlands – 1944, US) and Josef Albers (1888, Germany - 1976, US). For this viewer, Prest's paintings revive, work against, and overcome a form of decorative public art that rapidly became cliche in the late 20th century.
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Jan van der Ploeg, Wall Painting No.116 'Wave', Acrylic on wall, 336 x 300 cm, 2004; Michael Lett, Auckland (photo Minus Space) |
For example, during this period it was quite common to find that the lobbies, hallways, and parking lots of government and medical buildings, airports and banks in North America and elsewhere contained enormous wall-sized, patterned abstract images, typically in earth colors, often consisting of parallel, straight, and arcing lines in gradated colors. I think Jan van der Ploeg's (1959, The Netherlands) wall installations, intentionally or not, refer to this period.
Another example from this period is the use of printed, patterned fabric stapled to a stretcher and hung on the wall like a painting. It was quite common to see these in offices and furniture stores, and one still sees them for sale in thrift stores.
Other common techniques and materials employed by the amateur painter of the period was the use of wood panels, flat color, modular units that could be hung in various configurations, and painted sides of the canvas. Common issues with this art include a failure to go beyond design to compositionally address the rectangle; a lack of understanding of color dynamics; a crude handling of paint; a failure to understand
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| Example of a decorative modular painting from michaels.com. |
paintings as a highly visual and physical medium; and an attitude that defaulted to thinking of paintings as merely personal expression and/or decoration without a responsibility to the medium and to history. Prest easily succeeds in addressing all of these areas, which is why I state, to repeat from above, that her "paintings revive and recuperate the use of modularity in abstract painting which was debased by populist misunderstandings during the late 1960's and early 1970's of modern or minimalist art as public art or decoration."
Conclusion: What we call Abstract Painting is a difficult area to work within. The viewer might think the painter is making something out of nothing, but often the painter is inventing an image in response to something real, whether an object or place, some quality of light or color, an idea or concept, or perhaps a person or a memory. The painted image may not look like anything we ordinarily recognize, and it may not look like anything at all; instead, it might be something completely new. The meaning of what the painter makes- this new thing- hangs on or is found in something that the painter wants to trust that the viewer will engage in: looking, observing, noticing, reacting, thinking, reflecting.
A good painter gives the viewer something worth looking at. The painter must present the viewer with something intelligent and thoughtful which the viewer can recognize and experience. And while meeting certain expectations the painter also wants and needs to surprise the viewer. Prest does all of this. The conceptual basis of her work is sound and consistent and resolved. She fully considers every aspect of making a painting, from size, surface, and edge to color, paint quality, and effect. The paintings are beautiful, and they reward the viewer's investment of time and looking. The paintings are surprising, not only because of her use of what might have been an outmoded way of making a painting, but because the image and mood of each is so unique and specific.
| Mel Prest: Beacon, 2005, oil on panels (diptych) 24 x 30 x 2 in. overall (Photo: Gregory Lind Gallery) |
All images of Mel Prest's paintings from Gregory Lind Gallery, San Francisco
Still from "Prosthetic Leg" by Pete Baldes
Pete Baldes slices video into thin horizontal strips of animated GIFS that are stacked back into the original video's frame, but the GIFs are out of synch, coalescing into a image and then falling apart again.
Prosthetic Leg is a terrific example (warning: large download)- the figure is constantly moving but pulling in different directions so going nowhere, stuck in time, barely pulling parts of itself together and never quite being whole again. The way it moves is like what one sees looking down a straight road in the desert, mirage-like.
The image itself reminds me of a scene in the film Contact, starring Jodie Foster: when she travels forward in time and lands on a beach she sees in the distance a hazy amoebic form moving towards her which gradually turns into her father. It's a very moving moment. Prosthetic Leg reminds me of that moment, but without the culmination- there's a different emotion here, more having to do with a kind of desire that cycles over and over, and also pleasure in the constantly shifting, fractured form of a moving figure that we recognize but never quite see. It's like Baldes has captured a ghost.
Something I can't shake: the term "prosthetic," and the idea of the desert mirage, make me think of a wounded soldier who, for obvious reasons, will no longer see active duty. The emotion of that association on my part, whether intended or not by Baldes, and one of many possible associations, attaches itself to my viewing of the video and won't quite let go, lingering, embedded. All of that is reconciled or put aside if one watches long enough- at times the image comes together just enough, and there is a momentary glimpse of a figure striding forward carrying a golf club. Ah, so this is leisure, but is the club the prosthetic?
There is also a tremendous sense of play at work here in the distortion achieved through a fractured funhouse mirror effect, similiar to seeing a reflection in a piece of coated mylar slowly shifting in an intermittent breeze.
Film, or video, is a succession of frames. What happens in Prosthetic Leg as we watch it is that we see a succession of frames within a larger succession of frames. There is the overall video, which is an accumulation of a number of animated GIFS, and each animated GIF is its own small video. Baldes has simultaneously made one large video, and a number of small videos. The larger moving image is the maxi-video, and each animated GIF that makes up the larger video is a meta-video. Prosthetic Leg is a sum of parts, but each part can stand alone, and all the parts can make a single larger piece.
Perhaps one could call this Cubist video. There's a bit of Duchamp's Nude Descending a Staircase. This is truly digital imagery, but a pixellation in rows rather than on the horizontal and vertical grid. It's like the file is corrupted- it's distorted but plays and keeps it's neatly defined edges.
At Baldes' Hypertemps also see Segway Scooter #1, a ride that almost goes in circles, and almost goes nowhere (and then, kind of tangentially, read Joe McKay's letter to Dean Kamen about the Segway).
An earlier version of this post was reblogged at Rhizome, 20060620.
A team of students in COMM2320 - Media Industries at RMIT University, Melbourne chose the following topic for their research project: "How well do various Internet-based media exploit the affordances of the Internet, and what recommendations might be made to media practitioners who seek to utilise the full potential of the Internet as a medium and as a distribution entity?" I was contacted by one of the team members, Laura Lancaster, about being interviewed. I agreed to participate. The following case study is published on their project wiki. Laura's post-project self-assessment is on her own weblog.
I answered Laura's questions via email on June 5, 2006, and the interview itself is basically an unrevised, unedited, first-thought first draft with several typos and sentences in need of a little straightening out.
I think a vast component of what the Internet affords greatly benefits the creative media but in particularly independent artists. The independent creative media are able to exploit the affordances of the Internet to gain recognition, distribution and commercial/critical success. In contrast to pre-existing mediums, the Internet is especially valuable to the independent creative media who find they are able to fully exploit it within their personal confines. The Internet has become a solution to the many problems this minority has faced before, including lack of recognition, high cost of exhibition and distribution and many more. Though large and leading creative media companies have fully exploited the affordances the Internet has to offer, it seems independent practitioners are finally not being left behind and are able to utilise the affordances without their previous limitations. Whether consciously or inadvertently, independent creative media practitioners have found ways to exploit this medium and gain opportunities that would previously not been available to them. For these people, the Internet offers what no medium before it has.
I researched a visual artist, Chris Ashley, who furthered his artistic career by starting a blog on which he displays his art. As you can see his blog, entitled Look, See contains many abstract coloured drawings in hand-coded HTML tables. He also writes a lot of commentary about other artist, including other online visual arts bloggers. I chose Chris as I thought he has exemplified our research by utilizing the affordances we’ve identified practically. The blog is a great example as it is a tremendous tool that is often overlooked, although it is exemplar of what the Internet affords to its users. What’s amazing about Chris is that he is one of the few emerging artists who is using the weblog unconventionally. Traditionally, blogs area a publishing medium, with ‘diary-like’ qualities in which individuals can create a personal space to express ideas and opinions. Recently, the role of the blog has changed, and has been used for other purposes: as a knowledge management tool, primarily to make money. These aspects are only just being realized. Chris Ashley uses his blog to promote and advertise his art, and also uses its social aspect of linking and commenting to gain contacts and to communicate with people with similar interests. In an interview we conducted with him he stated:
"Most art-focused weblogs are not a tool for an art form; in fact; the most common use of a weblog in the art community fill some pretty obvioius functions that are basically time extentions of print-based publishing: commentary, reviews, news, promotion, gossip, and pictures. A second common function of weblogs among artists are for studio views – showcasing work in progress or finished, installation views, a kind of window into the artist’s working world"
"And I think what sets my weblog apart is that it has not been a place to merely talk about or link to other art. The images are not incidental to my weblog. My weblog has become an art practice, and it is one part of my overall art practice."
One of the key affordances of the Internet is that it is a network and in this sense Chris Ashley’s blog is extremely successful. It has become a way for him to gain contacts he would otherwise not have. In our interview with him he expressed in his ‘pre-blog’ days he found it very difficult to gain contacts in the artistic world, but since he started his blog he now has countless contacts and is in touch with people that share common interests. This is a result of the power of the blog as a tool that can be commented on and linked to as well as commented and linked from. In an interview we conducted with Chris he emphasised the importance of the blog as a network:
"My consistent and long-term online presence has brought me some attention and opportunities"
"As with any other popular weblog, the attention consists of and is promoted primarily by links from other over time to my weblog; without that there would be no traffic beyond the handful of friends and acquaintances who might check-in anyway. Without other people linking to me and commenting on my work there wouldn’t be as much recognition, although by now I also get a tremendous number of hits daily from search engines, too"
Another reason why the blog as a medium can exploited so tremendously is that it is essentially free. If you have something to say or something to show you can do it at a no cost. This is how the Internet differs so greatly from other mediums. Users have the ability to exhibit and display their work for free to an enormous audience. The blog is also exemplar of how the Internet is used as a personalized space. Bloggers are able to make it fashion it as they wish, and more importantly have full control of the content. Again what is successful about Ashley’s blog is the way he has taking this idea further to benefit his career:
"I have long thought of my weblog as a studio, a gallery, an archive, a study, and a library. It is part of my art practice. Much of the contents of my weblog are not about art; the content is the art. The weblog is a tool to sustain and improve my own practice"
If you are looking to exploit what the Internet offers for your various personal benefits whether they be artistic or commercial you need not look any further than the weblog.
1) Your blog is somewhat unconventional in terms of the earlier purposes of a weblog (i.e diary-like confessions, personal opinions). Do you see blogs as having specific conventions or restrictions?
I’m not sure that the original purpose of weblogs was for diary-like confessions. Weblogs- not just web-based writing in a daily or serial format, but writing done for and in an actual weblog application- originally gained hold in the tech world during the late 90’s dotcom world, specifically through an application called Manila developed by a small company called Userland.
Early on, weblogs were very tech-centric; they were used primarily for listing and linking to tech and general news, very brief commenting or editorializing, news and updates. In some ways a weblog was a one-person message board that both acted independently of and referenced other one-person message boards. Weblogs also began to fill a social function during these rather heady and intense times, when tech companies were popping up like crazy and scores of people moved around the country to these new companies. Small communities would develop around a ring of weblogs that might emerge out of a circle of friends or co-workers, and the weblogs would be full of information concerning the logistics of work and social life, inside jokes, and, increasingly and inevitably, I think, personal information. One started to note several strains of writing: opinion pieces, diaristic writing, journalism-like writing, jokes and pranks. Much of the writing in early weblogs, perhaps until 2001 or so, was still tech- and business-centric, and there was a lot more focus sense there were so few weblogs.
A fairly natural outgrowth of the tech-centricism of weblogs was an interest in the use of weblog in education, both as sources of information and dialogue about educational technology in general, and as tools themselves for teaching in learning in K-12 and higher education. Early on a number of educational technology weblogs emerged, including mine at UC Berkeley; the original purpose of my weblog, begun in March 2000 was to explore it as a tool for schools (I had just come out of teaching elementary school and began work at UC Berkeley on a technology-based K-12 outreach project).
As an artist, however, it wasn’t long, sometime in late 2000, before I first began to use my weblog as a place to research and talk about visual art, but very soon after I began to think of it as a place for my own art, and this is when I stumbled on using HTML to make browser-based images out of colored table cells, a really dumb, obvious, crude, not terribly flexible medium; I call them HTML drawings, other people call them HTML paintings- I don’t really care what they’re called. After a year and a half or more my weblog began to increasingly be art-focused, and beginning in July 2002, I think, my focus shifted nearly exclusively to art. And I think what set my weblog apart is that it has not been a place to merely talk about or link to other art. The images are not incidental to my weblog. My weblog has become an art practice, and it is one part of my overall art practice (I’m a painter). Most art-focused weblogs are not a tool for an art form; in fact; the most common use of a weblog in the art community fill some pretty obvious functions that are basically more timely extensions of print-based publishing: commentary, reviews, news, promotion, gossip, and pictures. A second common function of weblogs among artists are for studio views- showcasing work in progress or finished, installation views, a kind of window into the artist’s working world.
So, now having set a little context, you ask if I “see blogs as having specific conventions or restrictions?” I’m not sure of the usefulness of this question, because now weblogging is so broad that having expectations or upholding standards across a general population of webloggers seems no easier to apply to the online world than it is to offline writing: some people are clear, diligent, thoughtful writers, and most people simply aren’t. That’s just the way it is.
One convention includes more compact writing: shorter paragraphs which allows scanning and supports the readers quicker, easier grasp of contents and weight. Certainly, there is the convention of the reverse chronological structure of a weblog. And there is the convention of linking: quoting something and linking to the source as a reference; hyperlinking embedded in text; the use of linking as a compliment or validation; the use of linking to generate traffic, increase search engine results. An important convention is that as a reader of a weblog I expect content to be fresh; rarely updated weblogs lose their readers quickly. In my case visitors know that everyday there is a new drawing on my weblog. They know that it is live. A weblog is a living thing, in that sense, and many weblogs, though not all, seem to have a limited shelf-life.
Another convention is the ability for readers to comment on weblogs they read. Some weblogs get lot of this kind of activity and little communities build around them. After a few attempts I made a decision early on that I did not want any commenting or a guestbook- I prefer more one-to-one interactions, I don’t really have time to keep up with comments, and having been in the position of moderator for other online forums I know from experience that it is something I no longer want to do, ever.
When I think of restrictions I first think of the various weblog applications and the kinds of functions they support: drafting; timed-publishing; ease of posting images; ease of modifying templates; and so on. I don’t think this is what you’re asking about. As far as the restrictions of a weblog as publishing medium, well, my expectations are realistic. What is a weblog supposed to do or be? That’s up to the weblogger, I think. If you want to be some kind writer, or want to post photos, or you want to run a news and information source for some purpose, then it’s quite possible and easy do so: identify your audience, do what you do with this audience in mind, do it regularly, link to others, keep up with your email correspondence, be nice and courteous, give credit where credit is due.
2) How has exhibiting your art for free affected your career in terms of recognition and promotion?
My consistent and long-term online presence has brought me some attention and opportunities. I assume that there is some quality to what I’m doing on the weblog- something that is attractive or interesting to others- that is that causes this. As with any other popular weblog, the attention consists of and is promoted primarily by links from others over time to my weblog; without that there would be no traffic beyond the handful of friends and acquaintances who might check-in anyway. Without other people linking to me and commenting on my work there wouldn’t be as much recognition, although by now I also get a tremendous number of hits daily from search engines, too.
Opportunities come in a couple of ways- seemingly out of the blue and through relationships. For example, a few opportunities seem to have come to me out of the blue- someone contacts me and offers an opportunity, and it turns out that they have been watching what I’ve been doing for some times, and that they have been aware because of links to me, so they know that others are paying attention; this implies some kind of reputation. For example, I was on a panel at the New Museum in New York, Blogging and the Arts, last spring- that invitation came out of the blue. The invitation to show in Richmond, VA at 1708 Gallery, which just closed May 27, also came out of out of nowhere from my point of view because I wasn’t aware that the curators of that show had been looking at my weblog.
On the other hand, probably a better way of having opportunities occur is correspondence beyond the weblog- several people who are aware of my weblog and who have written have become regular correspondents- friends- and those relationships are very important. Just to be clear, yes, they have been important in that opportunities have come out of those relationships, but much more important is the relationship itself; the weblog is part of it, a part of being available, being within someone’s field of vision, but the more personal contact- email and occasionally phone, is really a more fruitful way to make things happen. For example, and opportunity to show in Philadelphia last October came about both through my presence as a weblogger and through a relationship via email that developed after someone contacted me about the weblog and we began corresponding.
3) What other aspects of your blog do you find beneficial?
The most beneficial thing to me, which I have written about a fair amount, is that it is a tool that forces me to do something everyday, and that the tool, the weblog, has become for me a studio, and exhibition space, and an archive. Pulling a quote from my introduction for an online panel from the –empyre- mailing list last June, I wrote:
In the past three years my weblog has become my studio, an exhibition space, and an archive. I show work everyday, seven days a week. The idea of an audience, no matter how small, motivates me. I have total control over showing the work, storing it, and saying what I want about it in public. The archive aspect is important- I can easily go back through my work and compare various bodies of work.
4) How has being online assisted you in coming into contact with other visual art bloggers with common interests?
For a long time, in the early days of weblogging, perhaps up until 2003 or 2004, there were very very few visual arts webloggers. Eventually search engines and RSS feeds and other tools helped people with common interests find each other.
5) Do you find it important for artists to be in communication with people that share common interests? Is belonging to a group important to you artistically?
Maybe it’s just my personality, but belonging to group is not important, and may not be such a good thing for the art. A few good trusted relationships, are invaluable. It is important for an artist- and anyone in any field- to be able to talk to with others with whom one shares a common language, history, or outlook. As you know, I’m sure, all people tend to towards birds of a feather. It’s important to have another pair of eyes looking at your work, to have someone asking tough questions, who has another point of view. It is also important, perhaps more important, to be in the position of having to do the same for another artist, to get outside of one’s own expectations and to try to experience and articulate what one sees in someone else’s work.
6) How does your artistic career compare between now and your pre-blogging days?
After living and struggling with the artist’s life for many years in my twenties and early thirties I decided to be a productive citizen and teach elementary school. During my ten years involvement in the schools art became something put way on the back burner, at times so far back the burner was off and it was off the stove. Restructuring my life to re-establish my art practice as the center of my life as much as possible while still working, coincided with uses of technology over the past six years. The use of the web, my weblog, and email come pretty naturally to me, and I can’t imagine having accomplished much art career-wise without these tools. I think I’m a better writer than a extemporaneous speaker, and I can be a little shy and take time to form relationships. Establishing relationships that come from my other strengths are a big bonus for me. Other people who are very good a face-to-face right from the start, who don’t mind telephones, who are naturally at ease with others don’t understand that well. These tools allow me to establish a presence and some relationships more easily. My discomfort with schmoozing was always a handicap to my art career when I was younger.
7) If you didn’t have a blog, would you continue utilizing the internet to benefit your artistic career, and if so how?
Yeah, sure- if you don’t have a web site you don’t really exist, right? Without the weblog I would work harder at a regular web presence. Because of my weblog I feel like I don’t have to worry about that so much. And email is an essential tool- make polite inquiries of others, send brief email compliments- “I just wanted to say that I like that new painting you posted”-, say thank you, and be understanding when someone doesn’t reply right away. Build a mailing list using every email you can and use it to announce shows, events, the completion of a new body of work, web site updates, etc. One way to establish a presence and relationships would be to participate in discussions on other people’s weblogs- that can lead to personal conta