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how we are in time and space
Armory Center for the ArtsIt’s all I can think about. It’s all I can think about. It’s all I…
Since the news broke revealing the Supreme Court’s green light to overturn Roe vs. Wade, it’s all I can think about. It is tremendously difficult to avoid feeling the progress forged by decades of activism is now lost. I found reprieve from this permeating sadness upon visiting the Armory Center for the Arts to see the exhibition “how we are in time and space” featuring artists Nancy Buchanan, Marcia Hafif and Barbara T. Smith. This was my second time seeing the show — returning to the work with eyes tinged with rage and disappointment. This widely praised exhibition is worth seeing and revisiting; curated by Michael Ned Holte, the show features a range of artwork, documentation, and ephemera by the three artist-activist friends and long-term collaborators. This trove of material emphasizes the deep sense of friendship and support that guided their interrelated practices, united in their deep desire for social change. Their stars first crossed as MFA students at UC Irvine (the program’s first 1971 cohort). Two years later marked the 1973 Roe V. Wade ruling, and as Holte and other art historians have posited, Roe had an overarching impact on feminist ideas and activist strategies of the early 1970s, a period that also marks the emergence of what Amelia Jones calls “body art.” While this history of second-wave feminism is not without its privileged fractures, the art-activist networks that emerged during this period in Los Angeles were integral to the advancement of Women’s rights in America. As we move forward in protest and action, it’s crucial to listen to these histories of resistance and their collective screams.
Armory Center for the Arts
145 North Raymond Ave
Pasadena, California 91103
On view through June 12, 2022 -
PICK OF THE WEEK: Sophia Stevenson
Roski School of Art and DesignLove lingers in memories of past embraces, in y(our) shared moments of agony and affection. The pains of past love form bruises–tender and swollen kinks that excite and sting.
Sophia Stevenson’s MFA thesis exhibition is personal, as is our relationship (she is a close friend and fellow graduate student at USC Roski). Guided by a queer feminist framework, Stevenson considers stories of longing and desire told through queer literature and lesbian pulp fiction as they relate to her own queer yearning and ongoing process of self-discovery. She examines how these stories disrupt politics of pleasure, power, and gender and how they forge connections with communities of queer kinship and healing. Acknowledging her tumultuous experience growing up queer in the conservative American South, Stevenson examines intimate periods of loss, illness, and self-preservation. Moments of strength and precarity push and pull in acts of radical vulnerability as she traverses the remnants of past relationships. In the film Sweetbitter the artist gags, spits, and chokes as she devours mounds of salt, repeating the action of gaining and losing control, and feeling attraction and repulsion. These power dynamics and dualistic instincts can be traced throughout her performance and material practice. A wall of velvet lilac curtains guides you to a pillar of salt with a single-channel video projected onto the glistening surface depicting the artist running ahead and abruptly stopping to gaze back. Stevenson’s interest in salt is a nod to Patricia Highsmith’s iconic lesbian novel, The Price of Salt from 1952. Shot at the Bonneville Salt Flats in northwestern Utah, the artist projects her hopes and desires for radical queer futures onto the salt-encrusted horizon.
Stevenson presents notions of desire that are vast and fleeting. Flirting with the edges of queer horizons, she imagines radical queer futures, a perpetual sunrise where sexuality and love know no limits or borders. Looking back as a way to look forward, Stevenson whispers tender stories for queer ears.
Roski Mateo Gallery
1262 Palmetto Street
Los Angeles, CA 90013
On view through April 30, 2022 -
PICK OF THE WEEK: CFGNY
Bel AmiArchitectural remnants of cardboard and porcelain stand scattered across Bel Ami gallery, like elegant queer ruins. “Import Imprint”, curated by Talia Heiman, is CFGNY’s inaugural exhibition in Los Angeles. Daniel Chew, Ten Izu, Kristen Kilponen and Tin Nguyen form the New York-based collective known as Concept Foreign Garments New York (CFGNY), sometimes referred to as Cute Fucking Gay New York. The exhibition is a culmination of the group’s ongoing interest in US consumer culture and reproduction, as it relates to Asian American identity, or what they refer to as “bootleg identity.”
Fragments of familiar household objects such as vases, clothing, and toys sit precariously on inoperable ledges and suspended from the ceiling – devoid of their original function. The porcelain casts appear inverted and mutilated, mass-produced yet unique. The object’s fissures and seams, held together by welded steel braces, serve as a metaphor for fractured and imaginative Asian Diasporic identity. These metamorphic objects are set against wallpaper by Asher Brown Durand, which depicts a bucolic colonial-era landscape painting reproduced from pixelated images found online. This play between past and present is a purposeful nod to the post-WWII era in the US, which saw the popularization of porcelain goods in American homes. Porcelain homeware, appropriated from Asia, became mass-produced symbols of modern American sophistication. CFGNY’s focus on this refined earthenware speaks to a larger conversation about the history of material culture and global trade across the Pacific. Porcelain itself becomes the metaphor for how these economic and political factors impact modes of identity formation. These are “bootleg identities,” which perpetually morph and expand, as they furiously metabolize and transform in the face of global exchange. CFGNY presents imagined archaeological remnants that softly whisper stories of diasporic origins and the pull of America’s amalgamated culture.
Bel Ami
709 N. Hill Street #105
Los Angeles, CA 90012
On view through May 21, 2022 -
PICK OF THE WEEK: Farley Aguilar
Night GalleryThe title of Farley Aguilar’s exhibition “Phantom Limb” refers to the corporeal sensation of a limb that has been severed from the body–memories scratch and ache, haunted by the historical traumas of slavery that manifest in transgenerational pain and psychic dismemberment. Aguilar’s practice is concerned with the construction of American identity and the fragmented historical narratives that work to uphold structural and institutional racism. Presenting counter-narratives that acknowledge underrepresented historical perspectives, Aguilar exposes the racist underpinnings of the “American dream” and the contradictions (slavery and liberty) embedded in American democracy.
Aguilar’s dynamic paintings–made with oil stick, graphite, and oil paint–reference historical photographs that capture moments and events in American history of underrepresented perspectives and subjects. The painting titled The Mourners depicts a crowd standing alongside a funeral procession for the victims of the 16th Street Baptist Church bombing that took place in 1963 in Birmingham, Alabama. Faces of pain and loss are animated by Aguilar’s emotive use of color and gesture. On the opposite wall, The Ribbon Cutting shows the mayor of New York and the president of General Motors (Alfred P. Sloan) with a group of white male executives standing outside the entrance of the Astor Hotel’s Grand Ballroom posing for a ribbon-cutting ceremony for the General Motors Exhibition in 1932–an era associated with American progressivism and Industrialization. This painting feels tighter, more calculated. Sloan’s piercing red eyes gaze out at the faces of the oppressed (The Mourners), confronting the viewer as if to suggest our complicity. The tension between the two paintings evokes an American dream riddled with anxiety and trauma.
Systemic oppression is sustained, in part, by the passive acceptance of institutional racism and the erasure of non-White historical perspectives from the American narrative. As Isabel Wilkerson points out, “Americans are loath to talk about enslavement in part because it goes against our perception of our country as a just and enlightened democracy, a beacon of democracy for the world…It is as if the greater we distance ourselves, the better to stave off the guilt or shame it induces.” The disavowal of systemic racism in the U.S. is alarmingly evident as conservative Republicans oppose the teaching of Critical Race Theory (CRT), passing legislation banning CRT from school curriculums across the country. Aguilar’s paintings challenge the ahistorical one-dimensional vision of American society that continues to control and deprive the oppressed of agency over past narratives and possible futures.
Night Gallery
2050 Imperial Street
Los Angeles CA 90021
On view through May 7, 2022 -
PICK OF THE WEEK: Victoria Gitman
François GhebalyA series of precious objects rendered in oil paint requires your intimate proximity. Tiny tactile paintings of levitating furs, beaded coin purses, costume jewelry and sequin fabrics depict trompe-l’oeil images of feminine objects commonly associated with glam, flamboyance, and the body. Gazing at these luscious surfaces, your eyes cannot help but indulge in the pleasure of looking, noticing the kink of every hair and the flicker of each bead.
Victoria Gitman’s exhibition “Everything is Surface” at François Ghebaly presents a survey of the Argentinian artist’s twenty-year career. Gitman’s paintings are fetishistic artifacts; the sensual and vibrational quality of each painting is achieved over the course of several months. Sourcing materials from flea markets and online shops, Gitman selects objects based on how they resonate with her personally–a collective trace of the artist’s own subjectivity. In her essay “Notes on Camp,” Susan Sontag describes the essence of camp as “esoteric–something of a private code, a badge of identity even.” The alluring and allusive quality of Gitman’s work inspires a playful desire.
Another series of paintings titled “A Beauty” features women rendered by male artists in art history, punctuating the walls as you enter and move into the second gallery. Here, Gitman offers critical art historical commentary on gendered gaze and feminine perspectives in painting (or the lack thereof). Gitman’s feminine “camp sensibility” undermines macho-modernist ideologies. The artist reminds us that feminine pleasure is a form of freedom and joy.
François Ghebaly
2245 E Washington Blvd
Los Angeles, CA 90021
On view through May 7, 2022 -
PICK OF THE WEEK: Genevieve Gaignard
Vielmetter Los AngelesSouthern trees bear a strange fruit. Billie Holiday’s iconic song “Strange Fruit” serves as a haunting metaphor for racial violence, evoking the historical and ongoing pain of Black Americans. The song was originally written by Abel Meeropol in 1937 in the form of an anti-lynching protest poem. “Strange Fruit” is also the title of Genevieve Gaignard’s current solo exhibition at Vielmetter gallery. Presenting a series of installation, assemblage, and photographic works, Gaignard addresses constructs of identity that intersect race, gender, and class. By looking to the past, Gaignard interrogates hierarchical systems of representation and implicit biases embedded in American culture that continue to enable the subjugation of Black identities.
A palette of crates labeled “strange fruit” containing bright red pomegranates welcomes viewers into the gallery. Pomegranates are often depicted in art history as a symbol of fertility, and in Greek mythology, they are known as “the fruit of death,” having grown out of the blood of Adonis. The fruit’s double meaning–death and life–sets the tone of the exhibition. Notions of Black and white femininity are represented in everyday found objects often sourced from Gaignard’s familial and childhood archives. The daughter of interracial parents, Gaignard examines her own intersectional identity in a series of photographs titled “Off With Their Heads.” Dressed as one of the Southern Gothic Royal Doulton figurines included in the surrounding installation (in the form of severed heads delicately resting on pedestals), Gaignard performs white historical concepts of beauty that appear kitschy and absurd. An installation of tightly staggered mirrors on vintage wallpaper titled Do You Only Want to See What You Believe? brings to mind W. E. B. Du Bois’ concept of double consciousness in their fragmented reflections. The mirrors summon Toni Morrison’s novel The Bluest Eye, which tells the story of a Black girl who spends long hours looking in the mirror. Clouded by racist ideals, the girl struggles to recognize her own Black beauty. The mirrors also prompt the viewer to look at themselves—to turn inwards and ask, Do you only want to see what you believe? Viewers are encouraged to examine their own identities, values, and potential complicity. By turning to the past, Gaignard reminds us that America is still sick—with blood on the leaves and blood at the root.
Vielmetter Los Angeles
1700 S Santa Fe Ave #101
Los Angeles, CA 90021
On view through May 7, 2022 -
PICK OF THE WEEK: Fiona Connor
Château ShattoA series of curious doors assembled in neat parallel lines resemble haunted monuments or an uncanny labyrinth of portals to seemingly familiar spaces. Fiona Connor’s solo exhibition, “My muse is my memory, an archive of Closed Down Clubs” is an ongoing series that documents the doors of clubs, businesses and community spaces that have closed in Los Angeles—a continuation of the artist’s inquiry into the social and psychic processes that shape our built environments. Employing several production methods, Connor maps the fragments of a world profoundly altered by the COVID 19 pandemic and its impact on the survival and adaptability of community spaces in Los Angeles, amplified by the city’s deep-rooted issues relating to development and gentrification. The careful labor involved in Connor’s sculptural reproductions evokes the unending process of deconstruction and reconstruction—labor that honors the particular identities and collaborative energies that once activated these civic spaces. By meticulously replicating the frayed details and human remnants of each facade—capturing ephemera such as posters, stickers, flyers and eviction notices—Connor emphasizes space that is situational, relational and socially constructed. Connor’s rearticulated doors are multidirectional, multivalent, nonlinear portals that embody the memories of social histories. Hovering on the tenth floor of the historic Bendix building, the installation is framed by large industrial windows overlooking South Los Angeles—a vista of unending portals permeate the urban landscape.
Connor’s material documentation of overlapping temporalities, blurring the past, present and future is reminiscent of Italo Calvino’s postmodern novel Le città invisibili (Invisible Cities). Calvino writes, “the city does not tell its past, but contains it like the lines of a hand, written in the corners of the street, the gratings of the windows, the banisters of the steps, the antennae of the lightning rods, the poles of the flags, every segment marked in turn with scratches, indentations, scrolls.” Connor navigates the boundaries of our built environments, asking us to notice the intimacies of the everyday and the infinite plurality of hidden worlds that surround us.
Château Shatto
1206 Maple Avenue Suite 1030
Los Angeles, CA 90015
On view through April 30, 2022 -
PICK OF THE WEEK: Womanhouse 1972/2022
Anat EbgiNancy Youdelman’s Button Dress from 1972 hangs in the window of a nondescript gallery on Fountain Avenue. The garment represents early feminist strategies that confronted and subverted domestic roles and “feminine” mediums traditionally prescribed to women and labeled folk or kitsch. The exhibition “Womanhouse 1972/2022,” curated by Stefano Di Paola, commemorates the 50th anniversary of the legendary “Womanhouse” exhibition, organized in 1972 by 25 CalArts students enrolled in Judy Chicago’s Feminist Art Program. The 1972 exhibition was experimental, collaborative, immersive and situational (installed in a vacant mansion in Hollywood). As a student of art history, I often imagine what it felt like to be in Los Angeles during this time and to experience “Womanhouse”—wishing to be a fly on Robin Weltch’s Pepto-Bismol pink walls. Upon entering Anat Ebgi’s pop-up gallery, after encountering Youdelman’s dress and work by Mira Schor, Miriam Schapiro and Faith Wilding, I feel a tinge of disappointment when I notice Sandra Orgel’s mannequin linen closet reproduced in print on the central wall of the gallery. I did not imagine this iconic feminist work neatly installed on white walls, but in an immersive alternative space. The feminist practices that emerged in the 1970s were nurtured and catalyzed by site-specific alternative spaces like “Womanhouse” and the subsequent Woman’s Building. As I made my way through the show, I realized my mind was stuck in a Womanhouse fantasy. This feminist project did not begin and end in that mansion in Hollywood. It is impossible to articulate the impact “Womanhouse” had on the generations of feminist artists that followed. Di Paola’s curatorial approach is brave and impactful. By bringing together a selection of work made before, during and after the 1972 exhibition—including work by some of the core CalArts students as well as their collaborators—Di Paola engages and connects early feminist practices and strategies more broadly, emphasizing the collaborative and profound legacy of “Womanhouse” and the Feminist Art Program.
To conclude the exhibition’s performance program—organized in collaboration with Los Angeles Nomadic Division (LAND)—artists Karla Ekatherine Canseco, Sebastian Hernandez, and Gabriela Ruiz will reimagine Sandra Ogel and Christine Rush’s 1972 performance series, “Maintenance.” The program will take place on Saturday, March 19th, 2022, with performances starting at 4 pm.
Anat Ebgi
4859 Fountain Avenue
Los Angeles, CA 90029
On view through April 16, 2022 -
Pick of the Week: Josh Kline
LAXARTSurvival is dependent on adaptability. But at what point will humans be willing (or forced) to become adaptable? Josh Kline’s 16mm short film, Adaptation (2019–22), presents a future shaped by human destruction. New York City has become submerged by seawater due to the catastrophic effects of climate change. Essential workers are seen traversing canals of cloudy flesh-tone water by boat, meandering between Manhattan’s skyscrapers—once symbolic pillars of modern “progress” are transformed into sublime capitalist ruins. Every inch of the gallery floor is covered with a dark tarp that ripples like water across the room. Visitors are invited to rest on plastic storage bins and prompted to imagine their inevitable apocalypse: Will we survive? Will we adapt? For many, the apocalypse has already arrived by way of colonization. Refugees continue to die every day in search of sustainability.
The style of the film is uncanny yet nostalgic—a kind of dystopian daydream. There is an air of stillness and acceptance; does this kind of aestheticization of disaster provoke action or acceptance? What would Kline’s film be like if it were set in Los Angeles? Yet again, this city is not short of apocalyptic imagery—real and imagined. As workers gaze out toward the murky horizon, searching for hope, I recall my own experience pausing to watch the undeniable beauty of an LA sunset during fire season.
The exhibition also includes an installation of sculptural work related to the film in the upstairs gallery.
LAXART
7000 Santa Monica Blv
Los Angeles, CA 90038
On view through April 9, 2022 -
Pick of the Week: Theodora Allen
Blum & Poe[et_pb_section admin_label=”section”] [et_pb_row admin_label=”row”] [et_pb_column type=”4_4″][et_pb_text admin_label=”Text”]We are supposed to wish upon them when we see them fall. But however sentimentalized shooting stars may be, they are merely rocky debris skimming the atmosphere — all their mythology is manufactured by those of us watching in awe from our Earthly confines. In the five new paintings of Theodora Allen on view in Syzygy, utopian and metaphysical ideals meet celestial bodies and ethereal mindscapes in Allen’s timeless, contemporary visual lexicon.In the centerpiece of the exhibition, the triptych Syzygy (Narcissus) (2021), two shooting stars encircle a flaming central star. Aligned diagonally across the panels, this titular work has achieved syzygy, an astronomical phenomenon where celestial bodies configure in a line. It’s also bursting with mythology and Allen offers a grounding touch by portraying scenes from different interpretations of the myth of Narcissus in the center of each star so that they look like diamond portals. Through Allen’s rigorous painting process, the triptych assumes a translucent, ghostly quality, as though the shooting stars are supernatural overseers of human stories and affairs.
Just as Narcissus became enamored with his own reflection, the rest of the exhibition is rife with mirror images and repeated symbols. Falling Star (Memento Mori) (2021) is a similar image to the triptych but unlike its counterparts, it shoots straight down rather than toward the orbit of another star, serving as a standalone reminder of mortality. Employing mirrored color palettes, composition styles and motifs throughout the series, Allen engages with themes of regeneration and cyclicality, the creation and destruction of the natural world.
In the trio of smaller scale geometric paintings — The Amulet, Origin and Struck (all 2021) — infinity symbols interlock, the tails of comets link to form shields and an arrow pierces a heart into symmetric halves. Though the symbols are imbued with familiarity and history, the originality with which Allen wields them transports viewers into her otherworldly realm full of imagined landscapes, images and ideas. In Allen’s hands, everyday emblems become meditative and elusive, positing existential questions about whether we are looking inward and outward from ourselves.
The reality of shooting stars may not be as romantic as their lore and astronomy may have disproven their magic, but Theodora Allen beautifully reminds us of how they tether us to our instinctive needs for reflection — of the past, of the future, of ourselves and others.
Blum & Poe
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2727 S. La Cienega Blvd
Los Angeles, CA 90034
Thru Feb. 26th, 2022 -
Pick of the Week: Noelia Towers
de boerBe careful not to break a mirror, or it’s seven years of bad luck. Don’t hang a horseshoe upside down unless you want the luck it holds to trickle out the ends. Step on a crack, break your mama’s back. Though they are most often recalled trivially and half-jokingly, the superstitions we abide by our entire lives are punctuated by undertones of suffering and darkness. Noelia Towers’ exhibition “Opening an Umbrella Indoors,” mines the connections between bad omens and earthly tragedies through a series of photorealistic paintings rife with displays of pleasure and pain, intimacy and mortality.
Undeniably, Towers is a beautiful technical painter. From gentle cascades of hair to the glistening sheen of leather loafers, the works are rendered in impeccable detail. Still, the hyperrealism of the paintings is hardly as striking as the subject matter itself which ranges from scenes of bondage and self-harm to cries of self-help and attempts to escape, with Towers serving as her own model and muse. By carefully omitting her face, the works (all 2021) thus become representations of our collective experiences of pain and longing.
In Vow of Silence, Towers dons a frilly floral dress and full-face leather hood and poses as if she’s about to sever her own tongue with scissors. Picnic for Two shows her in a similarly submissive position, bound from her ankles by a BDSM spreader bar and sprawled on all fours on a checkered picnic blanket while clad in white. The juxtaposition between the innocence of her garb and the unsettling anticipation of pain evident in each scene reflect the threat of impending doom despite how bright and sunny life may seem, a common thematic thread throughout the show. Mementos of death loom around every corner, particularly in Memorial to Self and Ferit de mort, which respectively depict a commemorative bouquet of lilies in a high-heeled boot and a dying swan bleeding from a fresh bullet hole.
In Bad Luck, Towers stares wistfully out an open window while holding an open umbrella indoors and a thorny rose behind her back, as if longing for freedom from the curse of misfortune. The exhibition becomes a brutally honest manifestation of fears and forebodings, many of them self-inflicted but no less real. The artworks are deeply personal, but the story Towers tells is universal and one I empathize with — that of a young woman struggling to make meaning of her life and forge her way in the world while dogged by harbingers of hopelessness, entrapment and self-doubt.
De Boer Gallery
3311 E. Pico Blvd
Los Angeles, CA 90023
Thru Feb. 26th, 2022 -
Pick of the Week: Ken Gonzales-Day
Luis De Jesus Los AngelesIn “Another Land” at Luis De Jesus Los Angeles, Ken Gonzales-Day invites viewers to face the ugliest parts of ourselves and our nation’s history: its legacy of racialized violence. This latest series of drawings is informed by Gonzales-Day’s extensive research into the history of lynching in the conquest of the Americas and are a continuation of his “Erased Lynching” series, in which he appropriates and reinvents historic lynching images and artworks.
For this show, Gonzales-Day recreates a collection of paintings, drawings and prints originally presented in a 1935 group show, titled “An Art Commentary on Lynching,” designed to condemn the then-widespread practice of lynching in the South and persuade Congress to outlaw it. Paying homage to the participating artists and demonstrating his impressive stylistic range, Gonzales-Day painstakingly and lovingly recreates each artwork in ink-and-pencil drawings.
However, he makes the brilliant decision to remove any traces of violence and humanity present in the original works. Devoid of victims or ropes or lynch mobs, the new works suddenly feel even more hollow and sinister, especially when rendered in grayscale. We see craggy, blackened trees, coiling plumes of smoke, crumbling infrastructure, animals cowering in fear. There is an unmistakable air of terror and a visceral absence of people — there is no human life, only the ghosts of their violent past and the haunted landscapes they left behind.
Going back even further in time, Gonzales-Day also recreates four larger-scale watercolor drawings based on artworks from the 1500s-1700s that document the colonization of the Americas. Although they are similarly wiped of all evidence of human intervention, the vibrant colors and classical compositions look like pages out of a storybook, a fairytale façade belying the racial tensions between conquistadors and indigenous populations that were already taking root. Lurking in the recesses of these colorful landscapes is a haunting reminder that America has never been as pristine or innocent as it would like to appear.
What makes Gonzales-Day so special is his recognition of how the utilities of an archivist and historian go hand in hand with those of a visual artist. The importance and impact of his work in contemporary social justice movements beyond the art world cannot be understated. His academic and artistic investigations come together beautifully in “Another Land to” shed light on racialized legacies that we should all continue to confront and dismantle.
Luis De Jesus Los Angeles
1110 Mateo St
Los Angeles, CA 90021
Thru Feb. 19th, 2022 -
Pick of the Week: Jane Margarette
Anat EbgiJane Margarette’s otherworldly sculptures and installations mine the tensions between the rough and the sensual, the realistic and the fantastical, the mechanical and the organic. In her exhibition at Anat Ebgi, A Honey of a Tangle, Margarette has created a suite of wall-mounted ceramic sculptures that are spirited in color and form yet retain an undeniable hardness and foreboding. Seeing distinctive forms of locks, pocket watches, insects and birds rendered in huge, 3-D scale, I was instinctually compelled to see these artworks as playful, even cutesy. This couldn’t be farther from the truth.
Margarette’s fantastical flora and fauna are imbued with more sinister elements, resulting in a paradox of allure and aversion for viewers. Miserable with Carefulness, a large sculpture of a butterfly, is adorned with childish charms of fruits and smaller butterflies on chains. But the butterfly also dons a basket full of loose ceramic teeth, and something has taken a bite out of its right wing. Sing Me a Spell / Drowsy Dreamer takes the form of a bat with a locking apparatus held together by a knife in its chest. In other works, pastel colors and delicate forms belie more threatening components like spiked collars, bear traps and locks. Although there are certainly signals of outside threats and the sculptures largely feature symbols of self-defense, Margarette still manages to make them feel harmless in their absurdity.
The latches and hinges accenting each piece give the implication of movement, like each sculpture is meant to be interacted with. It was easy to imagine playing with each piece like a blown-up sensory board for toddlers to tinker with locks, switches and gadgets. Softness and hardness, weightlessness versus bulkiness were also at odds, as if each butterfly and bird could fly away in the blink of an eye, if only they weren’t weighed down by chains and hardware.
Throughout, I felt like I was walking through an Alice in Wonderland-esque realm, where the natural world exists, surreal and dream-like, without regard for constraints physics or logic. And where the most innocent concepts and creatures may reveal their ominous intentions at any moment, but there is the luxury of waking up and realizing how silly you were to have ever thought there was any real danger in the first place.
Anat Ebgi
2660 S La Cienega Blvd
Los Angeles, CA 90034
Thru Feb. 12th, 2022 -
Pick of the Week: Shrubs
Night GalleryUpon entering the stunning new group show at Night Gallery, one of my first thoughts was: Why is it called Shrubs? A shrub conjured in my mind a certain nondescript, low-growing bush — nothing memorable and certainly nothing to write home about. But after walking through the galleries twice, I realized just how aptly and brilliantly the show was named; shrubs encompass an impressive breadth of earthly flora characterized by their resilience and diversity. As a title, Shrubs connotes a certain manifold spirit and quotidian quality captured perfectly across geographies and mediums by the 37 contemporary artists in the show, all of whom intimately explore human relationships with the natural world.
There is nothing new about art that reacts to nature, but Shrubs somehow introduces a groundbreaking approach by coalescing an array of inventive artists working in sculpture, photography, landscape painting, still-lifes, and more. Each work is breathtaking in its own right and deeply personal to its creator yet contributes deftly to an overarching contemplation of how nature exists both in opposition and in tandem with the modern world.
We see calmative scenes of everyday interactions with the outside world, such as in Hayley Barker’s Side Yard with Kali (2022), an oil on linen portrayal of a flowering yard replete with potted plants. Melanie Schiff’s suite of three pigment prints (all 2021) of chamomile buds scattered atop silhouettes of limbs invoke the inextricability of nature, humanity and art. Meanwhile, Sterling Wells’ watercolor Agaves of Auto Zone (2022), which depicts garbage nestled under succulents in a parking lot, is an indictment of human intrusions affecting the plant species native to Southern California. And we see Sam Moyer’s While I’m in Paradise (2021), a plaster-coated canvas inlaid with marble fragments in a skeletal formation, in conversation with Beatriz Cortez’s unyielding wiry, steel sculpture of a tree, Roots 6 (2021).
There are simply too many notable works for me to do them all justice, but what I found especially refreshing about Shrubs is that the show doesn’t favor any one perspective or mode of meaning. Instead, the show honors each artist’s relationship to nature equally and celebrates a miscellaneous collection of responses to a world rife with spectacles. It’s exhilarating to see how so many talented artists view the world we inhabit and conjure abstractions or representations of it in so many different ways.
Night Gallery
2276 E 16th St
Los Angeles, CA 90021
Thru Feb. 5th, 2022 -
Pick of the Week: Kentaro Kawabata
Nonaka-HillTo walk through Kentaro Kawabata’s solo exhibition at Nonaka-Hill is to be constantly excited by original and unexpected forms around every corner. Working with porcelain clay, Kawabata creates an alchemical wonderland by amalgamating innovative materials into sculptures that range from graceful to awkward, otherworldly to earthy.
I was immediately drawn into the fine details of the works and his ability to transform porcelain by adding new materials to achieve a fascinating fusion of forms. His sculptures are each accented with bits of glass, stone, metal or sand worked into the surface of the porcelain at various stages of their production. The most striking effect is that of the pulverized stained glass which creates beautiful cascades of color when pressed into the white porcelain and melted in the kiln. Some works are glazed to a sheen while others are coated with silver and dipped into a sulphurated hot spring to achieve a matte iridescent varnish. Other works still are finished with a wash of oxidized silver that turns dry and brown, like rusting metal.
This latest series, titled Soos, is a play on the Japanese pronunciation of the word “source” as well as a reference to how Kawabata answered the SOS call for attention from his unfinished clay projects. All the sculptures are made from leftover clay from previous pieces that Kawabata felt compelled to recycle and give new life to. This sense of cyclical energy and renewed vivacity is abundantly clear in the way his forms masquerade as decorative objects or traditional sculptures but are revealed to be something else entirely upon closer inspection.
The works feel simultaneously improvisational and cohesive, clearly from the hand of a master with reverence for his craft and the courage to experiment. Knowing that the artist worked with his hands to crimp and manipulate the material, the works are (literally) imbued with a deeply personal touch. There is an unmistakable delicacy to the porcelain, but there is also an unprecedented roughness in the surface textures, fractured edges and gilded platinum studs hiding in the crevices, thus revealing a darker side of a traditionally exquisite material or perhaps of the artist himself.
I thought I was seeing the forms of serving bowls, deep sea coral or collectible trinkets, but I didn’t fully begin to appreciate Kawabata’s innovation until I discarded my own preconceived notions of what his sculptures should be. While they do recall organic shapes in flora and anatomy, in truth, his ceramics defy all characterization and are best seen as brand-new harmonies, whimsical and unique in their own right.
Nonaka-Hill
720 N Highland Ave
Los Angeles, CA 90038
Thru Jan. 29th, 2022 -
Pick of the Week: Paolo Colombo
Baert GalleryAs the omicron variant tightens its grip on the world, it seems like the light at the end of the tunnel is receding, evading us once again. For the first time in a long time, I recalled the anxious uncertainty that became all too familiar to us all in the early throes of the pandemic. Many of us again sought out ways to comfort ourselves and find solace in the little things. My search for calm led me to Baert Gallery where, upon seeing Paolo Colombo’s works, I immediately knew he was an artist who captured the essence of balance and meditation we all so desperately need.
In his second exhibition at the gallery, Colombo presents several large-scale watercolors that merge abstract forms with organic subject matter. Poppies, small forest creatures, and levitating circles are carefully inlaid over colorful panels of fine freehand crosshatching. We see hummingbirds reaching for floating flowers, a hedgehog curled playfully on its back, a woman’s face wearing a soft smile — all suspended in an enigmatic, figurative dreamscape.
The watercolor works are painstakingly detailed, best viewed as closely as possible, with each panel taking up to weeks to complete. It’s easy to imagine the 72-year-old artist hunched over a sunlit table with nothing more than paper and watercolors to occupy his mind for hours on end. The lines are perfectly imperfect, thicker in some places and wavier in others, signaling a more lighthearted approach to an otherwise mechanical technique. Sober and delicate, the lines also give the impression that everything harmoniously coexists within the artist’s abstracted realm of consciousness, that this strange dimension of colors and lines is no less alive than the fully formed animals and flowers that occupy it.
It was explained to me that the artist spent hours and hours at his studio during the pandemic, patiently sketching fields of crossing lines and shading hares. I can only presume that he regarded this extra time to create as a privilege, for every meticulous stroke is applied with such thorough care, a true labor of love. I was drawn into every intimate detail as if I could feel exactly how his hands once gestured across the page. For Colombo, to create these works must have been just as meditative an experience as it is to view them. For me, the artist’s tranquility became mine by invitation.
In a recent interview, Colombo, who was first an established curator before resuming his work as an artist, refers to curating as a discipline and art as a practice. “I like curating, but painting is like breathing,” he says. Well, thanks to his calmative compositions and the refreshing sensation Colombo so fluently distills, we can all breathe a little easier.
Baert Gallery
1923 S Santa Fe Ave
Los Angeles, CA 90021
Thru Jan. 22nd, 2022