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Pick of the Week: Hugo McCloud
Vielmetter Los AngelesWalking into Vielmetter Los Angeles’ sunlit loft, it’s easy at first glance to overlook the series of flower paintings inside as traditional floral still lifes. But the stark white backgrounds, untraditional choice of medium, and emotive compositions belie Hugo McCloud’s skillful mastery of manipulating abject materials into visually stunning forms.
Self-taught with a background in industrial design, it’s obvious that McCloud is a restless experimenter. In “translated memories,” McCloud continues his practice of incorporating plastic merchandise bags to investigate connections between industrialization and the natural world. Delicate slivers of colored plastic making up pots, leaves, and petals are cut with a razor and applied with heat piece by piece — at the end of the painstaking process, the plastic looks as liquid as a brushstroke.
As I inspected the surfaces of the works, I found it nearly impossible to discern where the swaths of plastic ended and the paint began. To me, the ease with which the plastic blends into the oil and wood panels echoes the lack of separation between the natural world and manmade pollutants. The temporality of the flowers contrasts beautifully with the tenacity of the non-biodegradable plastic to create tension and meaning beyond their physical forms. In turn, the works double as collaged records of urban decay and economic displacement in the communities from which the materials were collected.
The most compelling aspect of the exhibition aside from the exquisite use of plastic is the multifaceted biographical interpretations of McCloud’s upbringing and his time in quarantine. Inspired by elements of his father’s sculptures and his uncle’s floral still lifes, McCloud mimics artistic lineages on both sides of his family and marries disparate practices to pay homage to his culturally mixed identity. By titling the works after the dates they were created, the artist also creates a visual diary of his quest for calm and beauty over the last year of his life.
Further, McCloud capitalizes on universal memories of seeking stillness and reprieve from the chaos of the pandemic years. The flowers, their fleeting beauty suspended, capture the feeling of the entire world grinding to a halt and provide a meditative viewing experience. Still, the flowers are in flux. Budding stems and unfinished lines suggest the potential for newness and growth. Different views of the same bouquets over time signal the ever-forward passing of seasons and a sense of long-term hope. We too, McCloud reminds us, will change with the times.
Vielmetter Los Angeles
1700 S Santa Fe Ave, #101
Los Angeles, CA 90021
Thru Jan. 8th, 2022 -
Pick of the Week: Wolfgang Tillmans
Regen ProjectsIn our post-truth age, where it’s easy to assume any image has been digitally manipulated, photographer Wolfgang Tillmans’ stands out from the pack for his striking candidness. In his eighth solo exhibition at Regen Projects, the German artist presents a diverse array of works ranging in genre from portraiture and landscape to architectural and abstract photography, and enunciates his longstanding commitment to capturing the truth of how it feels to be alive today.
Spanning nearly three decades, the photographs in the show are a natural evolution, decidedly not a revolution, of Tillmans’ famed practice as a zeitgeist documentarian. True to his roots, the show is punctuated with astrophotography and snapshots of underground counterculture that become poetic through Tillmans’ lens. In turn, these vignettes of his childhood passion and social life unwittingly transcend his personal history and become part of a shared cultural experience with the viewer.
Other works in the show of found objects and settings feel like they were captured offhand in the artist’s everyday adventures but remain deeply personal and honest. Tillmans sees life everywhere; in the industrial, the natural, the photomechanical. To Tillmans, every nook and cranny of the world is worthy of artistic investigation and every seemingly trite or random image has value in forming a holistic perspective.
With clear reverence for the aesthetic and conceptual capacities of the photographic medium, Tillmans is also interested in portraying transient moments of matter in motion. The exhibition’s titular work, Concrete Column, captures a pillar of wet concrete being poured, freezing the substance in its transitory state between liquid and solid and giving it eternal life in an otherwise ephemeral split-second. Through restless seascapes, shifting shadows, and celestial movements, Tillmans magnificently makes the impermanent permanent.
The exhibition is complemented by the soundtrack to Tillmans’ debut full-length album, Moon in Earthlight, which effectively heightens the imagination and senses by making the viewing experience more intimate and immersive. Accompanied by a film playing on loop in the gallery’s listening room, the 53-minute audio project fuses divergent production methods in the same vein as Tillmans’ photographic practice.
No one understands better than Tillmans that the truth is elusive because it is subjective. Recognizing the inconsistency of our lived experiences, he then seeks to depict common grounds and explore existential queries that plague us all: Who are we? Where did we come from? How are we all connected? Perhaps Tillmans’ greatest genius lies in his ability to imbue the ordinary and the familiar with a renewed sense of wonder and universality, a reminder we all need now more than ever.
Regen Projects
6750 Santa Monica Blvd
Los Angeles, CA 90038
Thru Dec. 23rd, 2021 -
Pick of the Week: Anna Valdez
Ochi ProjectsSince moving out of my hometown, I have amassed a small trove of Polaroid photos documenting the clutter in all my living spaces. I’d always liked the idea of keeping pocket-sized time capsules of the things I used to own and person I used to be in those places. Walking into Anna Valdez’s exhibition My Own Private Arcadia at Ochi Projects, I immediately knew that this impulse to document our environments and ephemera was something we shared.
At first glance, the subjects of Valdez’s richly hued paintings seem like curated collections of found objects, the canvasses crowded with patterned fabrics, conch shells, houseplants, art books, and decorative vases. But closer inspection reveals that, altogether, these items of personal significance conjure narratives about the artist’s own domestic life and serve as autobiographical records of her human impact on places and things.
Valdez’s mastery of painting across genres is abundantly evident in the way she reinvents and honors its lineage. She gives a nod to the Dutch still life tradition by incorporating cultural objects and animal skulls, symbolic reminders of contemporary life and mortality. Across paintings, ceramics, and one sweeping mural, Valdez boldly commands a hyper saturated spectrum of colors and creates compositions that are endlessly stimulating without being overwhelming.
Certain objects take on multiplicities of meaning, too, and seem to coexist in parallel realities — such as the same flowerpot or red bandana being depicted several times in different mediums and varying levels of realism. Valdez thus blurs the line between representation and abstraction and reminds us à la Magritte that the image of an object is not the object itself.
Although Valdez offers a generous peek into her sacred arcadia, there is also the uncanny feeling of absence and lack of human intervention in her representative spaces, leaving me wondering who or what might be hovering just out of the artist’s gaze, remaining forever unknown to the viewer.
I could never fully explain why I so dutifully photographed all my living spaces, chalking it up to my sentimental nature for years, until Valdez showed me why she does it. She recognizes that the objects of our surroundings — the trinkets strewn across tables, the books we dog-ear and re-read, the views from our windows — have the capacity to outlive us and tell stories about who we were in those bygone moments.
Ochi Projects
3301 W. Washington Blvd
Los Angeles, CA 90019
Thru Dec. 18th, 2021 -
Pick of the Week: Lindsay August-Salazar
Lowell Ryan ProjectsFew grasp the power of language to be visually enthralling while expanding our consciousnesses as well as Lindsay August-Salazar, whose solo show at Lowell Ryan Projects, “There’s No Place Like No Place” brings these questions to the forefront. Employing vibrant color schemes punctuated by a symbolic lexicon of the artist’s own invention, August-Salazar challenges us to recall a poetic past and make our own meaning in the face of our ever-changing mediascape.
The exhibition opens with six large-scale, burlap-grounded paintings that showcase August-Salazar’s fearless command of color and energetic brushwork. In her animated compositions that appear to levitate off the canvas, every rhythmic swath, gesture, and shape are as cohesive and captivating as recorded choreography — vestiges of her background as a hip-hop dancer.
The paintings also feel distinctly collage-like in their amalgamation of symbols and use of cutouts that tease fragments of coarse burlap beneath the glib acrylic. In referencing collage, August-Salazar reiterates the sheer multitude of histories, meanings, and interpretations that characterize her exploration.
Up in the sun-soaked loft, August-Salazar displays a suite of 47 unframed works on paper that echo the vibrancy and linguistic themes of her paintings, furthering them through repetition. I felt like I was entering a secret playroom or ancillary studio space brimming with insights to her creative process or possibly long-awaited clues for translation. Hanging gracefully off the wall, these delicate works introduce an element of levity and evoke a sense of childish whimsy and wonder to complement the palpable intensity of the paintings below.
At every turn, certain symbols of August-Salazar’s visual vocabulary (which she fittingly titles Abstract Character Copy) jump out — a smattering of English letters, a trio of hieroglyphics, a half-crown, an arc of yellow reminiscent of a Warhol banana. Each individual element of her wide array of visual signs felt vaguely familiar yet entirely unprecedented, like faces I’d seen in a dream that I yearned to recognize.
Through the eccentricity and indefinability of her visual vocabulary, August-Salazar conceals more than she reveals and offers little more than a sparing understanding of a hidden message only she knows. She thereby creates the uncanny feeling of walking through her own personal utopia — one that I was overjoyed to have been invited into even though I didn’t speak the language.
Lowell Ryan Projects
4619 W. Washington Blvd
Los Angeles, CA 90016
Thru Dec. 11th, 2021 -
Pick of the Week: Unseen Picasso
Norton Simon MuseumMy first review for Artillery Magazine – almost two years ago now – was for my favorite museum in southern California, The Norton Simon. I recently went back and reread that article, and I found that my own writing was, to be kind, academic. Dry as a bone, really. There’s a strong voice, but one that is far more interested in saying something than showing something. It reduces the art to a history lesson instead of elevating it to the contemporary moment. But that’s what first steps are all about, making a place to look back and see how we’ve grown. Artillery Magazine has awarded me with that opportunity, and so for my fiftieth (and final) Pick of the Week, we’re revisiting The Norton Simon Museum and their new exhibition, “Unseen Picasso.”
I don’t love Picasso. I have a hard time liking the work of artists who I feel I would’ve disliked personally. It’s why I prefer Cézanne to Gaugin, or Caillebotte to Degas. But with Picasso, it extended further than the personal; I found his work, particularly later works, to be uninspiring and disconnected. In short, I’m a Georges Braque die-hard.
But it’s time to put old biases aside and welcome a new side to Picasso – an unseen side, if you will. Through this exhibition’s collection of lesser known lithographs, prints, and linocuts, I saw the threads of Picasso’s creativity and genius manifesting around me. In Dove (1949), for example, the bird, jutting out in sharp relief from the swirling gradations of black lithographic ink, is masterful and subtly detailed. It’s gentle gaze echoes its status as a symbol of peace.
What’s special about the prints in the exhibition is not only the technical wizardry and expert use of vibrant color (as in Bacchanal with Goats and Spectator (1959)), but the nods to Picasso’s creative process. The small inscriptions, the notes to the printers, the Roman numeral dating – these signs of the artists method in the work are personal in a way that is refreshing in a Picasso. They elevate the work as they ground it, making clear the labors of creation. In this room at the Norton Simon, Picasso is no longer a titan of Modern Art, but a craftsman, one who iterates ideas and claims perfection with a decisive “bon à tirer” – ready to print.
“Unseen Picasso,” and Picasso himself, conveys that we can all as artists and people strive for nothing but growth. I am immensely grateful for my time growing as a columnist with Artillery, and I look forward to continuing to grow and forge works that I too will proudly stamp, bon à tirer.
The Norton Simon Museum
411 W. Colorado Blvd.
Pasadena, California 90232
Thru Nov. 6th, 2021 -
Pick of the Week: Amoako Boafo
Roberts ProjectsIn his essay on photography entitled “The Decisive Moment,” Henri Cartier Bresson describes the intricacies of portraiture and the subject. He writes that the ideal portrait is a “true reflection of a person’s world – which is as much outside him as inside him.” We are just as much individuals as we are part of the larger whole. And while Bresson writes about photography, this lesson applies well to painting, where the artist can make far more deliberate choices as to what is reflected in the subject. The portraits of Ghanaian artist Amoako Boafo in exhibition at Roberts Projects, “Singular Duality: Me Can Make We,” express complexities both internal and external in a vibrant celebration of Blackness.
Black portraiture – which has been routinely excluded from the western art historical canon – is a subject that has been by some of the greatest contemporary artists, the likes of Kehinde Wiley and Amy Sherald. But what sets Boafo apart is the personal and impressionistic style of his subjects. The textured brushstrokes of the skin, mixing tan, blue, and black to create a complex color gradient, point to the intense care that Boafo wields. These direct signs of the artist illustrate the time and thought with which Boafo approaches his craft.
Contrasted with these apparent brush strokes are the striking fields of color that act as garb and backdrop for the subjects. The backdrops in particular are intentionally plain, with near shadows which cause the sitters to pop off the canvas and into the room. Combined with their larger than life stature, there is an immediacy to their presence – they exude an effortless confidence and ease, and above all comfortable with their self-expression.
But there is more than ease in these subjects. In Yellow Throw Pillow (2021), we see a seated figure resting their head on their folded hands, staring past the artist in a moment of reflection. The plaintive, wistful air surrounding the work is in contrast to the joy of Red Collar (2021) or the decisiveness of Purple Shadow (2021), demonstrating Boafo’s interest in capturing the wide-range of emotion, particularly for Black Americans in this past year.
Amoako Boafo’s work is simultaneously deeply personal, reflected in the care with which he paints his subjects, and illustrative of the wide range of human experience. Boafo offers ledgers of Black experience both inside and out, the individual and the whole.
Roberts Projects
5801 Washington Blvd.
Los Angeles, California 90232
Thru Nov. 6th, 2021 -
Pick of the Week: Humming to the Sound of Fear
Helen J. GalleryThe Korean Peninsula is a region rooted in duality. It is a land both literally and ideologically split down the middle, a lasting result of Cold War-era proxy wars, Western imperialist action, and an on-going brutal dictatorship. And even before the interventions that created the north and south, the peninsula has long been a place of dueling characteristics. The Korean identity has been hard-fought, being constantly re-defined and altered through centuries of alternately Chinese and Japanese colonialist action. This dualistic identity is explored in Helen J Gallery’s current group exhibition of four Korean and Korean-American artists, “Humming to the Sound of Fear.”
The most immediate work upon entering the gallery is the soundscape created by YoungEun Kim. Inspired by the loudspeakers which constantly blare information across the de-militarized zone between North and South Korea, Kim creates her own speaker system. Using only the highest frequencies of famous South Korean love songs, Kim organizes a fragmented and chirping melody, reminiscent of bird calls. This creates an ambient juxtaposition between the natural and man-made, carried through in the works of the other artists.
Two in particular who carry this theme are Jae Hwan Lim and Song Sumin, painters exhibiting a wide body of work in the exhibition. Sumin’s works of acrylic on canvas capture the mountainous ranges of Korea, blanketed in thick canopies, yet streaked across in billowing clouds of smoke. In white stain (2017), we see the smoke stretch across two canvases, first appearing as benign fog until it crashes cataclysmically into the earth, revealing itself to be a missile strike. This conflation of nature and war, violence and serenity, lies at the core of many of Sumin’s works.
Lim’s examination of duality, on the other hand, lies in a simultaneously traditional and radical use of medium, as he applies traditional ink painting techniques to large sheets of plastic. The painted mountain scenes, all inspired from Mt. Kumgang, a mountain which famously acted as a reconciliatory bridge between North and South Korea until 2008. The ink paintings create a familiar mixing of natural and manmade, of new and old, and are striking reminders of the immortality not only of artistic forms but of the plastic we use every day.
Finally, we arrive at the work of Kyle Tata’s photo collage series Lookout Mountain Lab Production Notes. Diving into the archives of the US military backed film producer, Lookout Mountain Lab, Tata examines the far-reaching tendrils of war during the 20th century and the ways in which conflict and propaganda can color every aspect of life.
Across the four artists in “Humming to the Sound of Fear,” we find the myriad of ways that we interact with conflict, nature, and borders both real and psychological.
Helen J. Gallery
929 Cole Ave.
Los Angeles, California 90038
Thru Nov. 6th, 2021 -
Pick of the Week: Devin B. Johnson
NicodimGrief comes in countless forms. There are as many ways to feel the peculiar sensation of loss as there are things to lose. One can lose another, something external, and just the same – or just as differently –one can lose oneself. With bereavement, there is no wrong way and there is no manual; it is intensely personal and yet universal, one of the few things that we are all assured to feel regardless of how long we live. And one a time like the present, so deeply entwined with grief, we should confront it head-on. In Nicodim’s current exhibition, “My Heart Cries, I Set Out an Offering for You,” we see how loss and grief can manifest through paintings and sculptures from stellar young artist Devin B. Johnson
What we find in Johnson’s abstracted and ethereal paintings is not loss, but the echoes of loss. We witness the people who are still here and must meet that loss. Those who lay lilies at street corners. Those who come home to empty apartments or huddled families. Those who are haunted, as we all are, by one ghost or another. These representations of loss are more striking than others because they illustrate the subtle and quiet moments that come in its wake.
The paintings utilize a sepia-toned palette, reflecting the somber emotional state induced by his paintings. They are highly textured paintings evoke sensations of rust and ash, forms of loss in their own right. Johnson’s use of mixed-media paints for his more abstracted work, along with the understated gridlines and swaths of color, pay homage to some of the great Black abstract artist whom inspire him like Torkwase Dyson and Cullen Washington Jr.
Coming off of an unintentionally extended residency at Kehinde Wiley’s Black Rock, Senegal and responding to the on-going battle for civil rights occurring in the United States, Johnson’s interest in loss, grief, and memory are deeply rooted to the current moment. An unexpected word is quietly repeated through his paintings: GLORY. It’s an odd word to be associated with loss, and reminds me of a statue that recently captivated me at the Met: Antonin Mercié’s Gloria Victis, glory to the vanquished. The work, depicting the winged goddess Pheme carrying a dying French soldier, reminds one that even in the most tragic moments of loss one can find uplifting strength. Johnson’s work reminds us that only by fighting through these darkest hours can we possibly find our destined glory.
Nicodim
1700 S. Santa Fe, #160
Los Angeles, California 90021
Thru Oct. 16th, 2021 -
Pick of the Week: Ariana Papademetropoulos
Jeffrey DeitchFairytales operate in a special place of human consciousness. They offer the building blocks of moralism and societal standards, for better or worse. Though folk stories, myths and fairytales are found throughout every culture, there are many common elements: simple language, universal symbology, repeated characters and motifs – essentially, they are created to be easily accessible. This may seem at ends with fine art, for which inaccessibility has been a hallmark for the better part of the last century. But the pick of the week (and perhaps the best show in Los Angeles) works to unite the two; with original works and a curated group show, “The Emerald Tablet” from Ariana Papademetropoulos at Jeffrey Deitch is a must see.
We’ll start with the originals. The large scale paintings offer a good introduction to the tone and rhythm of the show as a whole. They feature Papademetropoulos’ spectacular painting ability and weave a miraculous worlds of impossible proportions. Be it ghosts, unicorns, alien landscapes or wicker furniture, Papademetropoulos’ works entice the viewer into her occult dimension and prepare them for the magic which awaits them in the subsequent galleries.
The group show is a confluence of some of the greatest contemporary artists that Los Angeles has to offer. From up-and-comers like Lucy Bull to past powerhouses like Mike Kelley, Papademetropoulos gathers works which build off her own foundation and carry the ideas of occult happenings to new heights. The most striking works in the main room are the carousel from Raúl de Nieves and the witch-faced cottage from Jordan Wolfson, but the magic really begins in the final room. With the walls painted a deep, emerald green, rock monoliths pierce into the space, creating a feeling of sanctuary and ritual. In the center, a fantastic city under glass from the aforementioned Kelley evokes the emerald city imagined by Frank L. Baum in his timeless work, “The Wizard of Oz.”
But that quick comparison is not the base from which Papademetropoulos operates, though that is what first comes to mind. The show itself, “The Emerald Tablet,” is named for the Emerald Tablet of Hermes, an Arabic text that was foundational to the history of western occultism. This layering of meaning, hiding deeper, secret knowledge under the guise of something recognizable and mundane, is the core of occult working, and the core of Papademetropoulos efforts, both personal and curatorial.
Jeffrey Deitch
925 N. Orange Drive
Los Angeles, California 90038
Thru Oct. 23rd, 2021 -
Pick of the Week: Jason Mason
Bill Brady GalleryI’ve written a lot about Los Angeles and how it’s mistakenly known as an “ugly city.” And while before I’ve been willing to blame that mistake on biased reporting, I’m starting to believe that the call is coming from inside the house. Truthfully, we have only ourselves to blame for our city’s image problem. And it’s more than just the labels we self-ascribe. It’s the images and impressions that have become iconic to Los Angeles. The palm trees and deserts, the waves and sunsets – we supplant the city that we built with the nature that we conquered. These natural icons act as the subjects for the incisive paintings from Jason Mason in his show, “California Rhythm,” on view at Bill Brady Gallery.
I was first struck by Mason’s work when I immersed myself in the details. Mason possesses an immense technical ability; from the gentle gradations of color in waves of water or sand, to the hyper- realistic palm tree on a millennial pink backdrop, he shows himself to be an outstanding painter. He renders the symbols of southern California with an exacting and fine eye.
But the power of his works is not built on technical mastery alone, nor on a sentimental awareness of our cities iconography. Rather, Mason injects into his natural images telltale signs of humanity: like trash floating in the sea or construction equipment. Mason goads the viewer into recognizing the identity of their city not only in the natural beauty but also in our human intervention. These suggestions of humanity highlight the dichotomy of a city like Los Angeles, and the difficulty of aligning a city with natural symbols.
These ideas come to the forefront with the works which introduce textual elements. Cloak and Dagger (2021), for example, takes the classic palm tree vignettes and flips them by transforming them into cell towers. The text (“Cloak and Dagger” written across the canvas) illustrates the thin veneer of Los Angeles’ identity. We want to put forward this front of splendor and iconic nature, but at our core we are a city of wires and towers.
The “California Rhythm” is a syncopated one; it upends our traditional understanding of our city and its iconography, but still ends up with a beautiful melody.
Bill Brady Gallery
603 N. La Brea Ave.
Los Angeles, California 90036
Thru Oct. 16th, 2021 -
Pick of the Week: Camille Rose Garcia
KP ProjectsAs an omnipresent symbol across the history of humanity, the ocean assumes many roles. It is a healing force, and is immensely destructive; it is divine and earthly. The ocean encompasses the myriad of natural and mystical forces which have captivated our imagination as a species ad infinitum, inspiring visions of deities and monsters alike. “Obsidian Butterfly,” the newest show from Camille Rose Garcia on view at KP Projects, encapsulates the depths of the ocean and our connection to it.
For the past year, Garcia’s work has centered on the ocean as the Pacific became a refuge for her after being evacuated from Northern California during the wildfires. Across twelve works on panels (often adorned with driftwood) and fourteen smaller works on paper, Garcia draws on this experience to explore the shamanic and healing properties of the ocean. In her brightly colored paintings, Garcia often personifies the ocean as a healer/goddess figure, adorned with shells and sea stars.
In the titular work, Obsidian Butterfly (2021), we see one such goddess archetype articulated in Garcia’s signature style. The macabre, black-teared woman evokes the dualistic symbolism that the ocean itself evokes. While herself appearing as a kind of witch, gesturing out a spell with a wave of her hand, the warm, almost neon, palette is inviting and enticing – a sirens call. This sunburst scene is encircled by a vignette ocean floors and jungle vines, as if peering through a portal to another world.
One of the most striking works, Serpents of the Abyss (2021), again utilizes the sea-witch figures, this time in accompanying roles. They pick up instruments constructed of sea shells to announce your arrival to yet another realm, this one far ominous. A cave – or perhaps a maw – shrouds a spiny conch shell, which in turn has its own secrets. The entrance, however, is guarded by four identical serpent heads – the hydra. Smoke billows from their eyes and creates a psychedelic haze, one where the line between enchantment and peril is inexorably blurred.
Above all else, “Obsidian Butterfly” – and in fact, the entire oeuvre of Garcia’s career – is as aesthetically appealing as it is deeply rooted in the collective history of the symbols of our world, both natural and supernatural.
KP Projects
633 N. La Brea Ave.
Los Angeles, California 90036
Thru Oct. 9th, 2021 -
Pick of the Week: Art on Paper
Athenessa GalleryPaper is a flexible medium. It is unconstrained frames and backings, untethered by nails or staples, and has become essential across countries and centuries. Still, in the canon of western art history, the primacy of canvas painting has pushed works on paper aside, and only recently have they been able to garner serious appreciation. However, with a wide variety of accompanying techniques ranging from ink prints to spray-paint, paper has been a wellspring of mastery for artists around the globe and throughout history. Four contemporary artists – Amadour, Artiste Ouvrier & Zeto, and Dennis Muraguri – have been brought together at Athenessa Gallery to explore paper’s extensive repertoire in an aptly titled show, “ART ON PAPER.”
Amadour, a recent UCLA graduate, was the original driving force behind my interest in visiting this show. Their works of ink on paper are enchanting landscapes of familiar locales: Brentwood, Kenter Canyon, and others. The particular flatness of Amadour’s paintings, coupled with their inversion of the traditionally white negative space to be black, creates a mysterious and ethereal aura around the works. The dense and acute works are striking examples of ink-on-paper and are promising for a young artist.
But while Amadour’s monochrome paper works are structured and clean, the joint efforts of graffiti artists Artiste Ouvrier & Zeto are delightful jaunts across art history and their own long careers. The works begin with Artiste Ouvrier hand cut stencils, the same kind he uses in his street art but now transposed to paper. Whether incredibly detailed renditions of cathedrals or reproductions of Alphonse Mucha, Ouvrier’s stencil work is impressionistic and masterful, but the work is only half done. Zeto, a graffiti artist working since the 1980s, paints over the works, adding his signature pink elephants and aping Murakami. Zeto’s additions add a level of whimsy and make clear the hand of the artist which is absent in stencil-based works, an effect which is heightened by the artisanal paper on which the work occurs.
Finally, we come to the large wood-block prints of Kenyan artist Dennis Muraguri. On large sheets of paper, Muraguri imprints scenes of Matatu culture: highly decorated and vibrant privately owned buses which compete for customers throughout Nairobi. The prints are intricately detailed, demonstrating Muraguri’s impressive wood-carving skills and technical prowess. The medium of printing is particularly notable, drawing connections between the commercial nature of Matatu culture and printing’s roots in mass media.
Athenessa Gallery
616 S. La Brea Ave.
Los Angeles, California 90036
Thru Aug Sep 28th, 2021 -
Pick of the Week: Dysmorphia
Maddox GalleryIt’s hard to imagine another time in my life when the word “home” will carry so much weight. The past year has redefined it for all of us. Home has become more vital than ever, yet home is more unstable than ever. Home is where we were told to stay, but home has been found in the most far-flung places. Home is safe and home is scary. It’s jamais vu: that which has always been intimately familiar is now strangely foreign. This derealization of our interior world – of our homes, of our society, of ourselves — is the focus of the current group exhibition at Maddox Gallery, “Dysmorphia,” on through August 31st.
The concept of the interior space is most readily explored with its most basic interpretation: the physical space which surrounds us. This interpretation is found in “Dysmorphia” through the works of Andrew Cooper and Nevena Prijic. Cooper’s paintings, such as Breakfast is Ready (2021), are pictorially-flattened, brightly colored illustrations of unpeopled spaces, reminiscent of early Matisse works like Harmony in Red, where the elements of the room themselves become decorative. Prijic, by contrast, inserts herself into the interior spaces – sprawled on a couch or sat tucked into herself. This highlights the solitude of the literal interior space, closed off both physically and emotionally.
But we also find society itself as an internalizing and unreal force on display, particularly with the expansive works of James Verbicky and Wyatt Mills. Mills’ Vague Traditions (2020) draws upon the art historical motif of the Madonna and Child, creating a wildly expressive yet recognizable representation of Jesus and the Virgin Mary. As the name implies, it asks us to consider the impact of Christianity and Christian symbols on our society, how the traditions are twisted and reformed to fit new purposes with familiar faces.
Finally, we are confronted with the most interior space of all: the self. All of the artists in this show – and most art today – deal in some way with our conceptions of self, but Sol Summers, Jahlil Nzinga, Sean Crim, and Justin Bower are notable for their directness. Their works, in particular Summers and Nzinga’s collaborative work Did You Find What You Were Looking For? (2020), question the ways we view ourselves, harmonizing the intense complexity of the inner world and the stark simplicity of our exterior actions. A sense of home may be difficult to find again, but perhaps it’s plainer to recognize than we imagine.
Maddox Gallery
8811 Beverly Blvd.
West Hollywood, California 90048
Thru Aug 31st, 2021 -
Pick of the Week: Andy Kolar
Walter Maciel GalleryAndy Kolar’s new show at Walter Maciel Gallery, “Head in the Clouds/Left Hanging,” is a play in three acts. Like any good play, and more so than most solo exhibitions, there is a vital rhythm and active plot – a cadence. And for good reason: Kolar’s exploration of abstraction is as varied as the materials and works themselves, and so it’s vital to construct some sort of order. So in that vein, Kolar’s works can be broken into three modes: pure, formed, and manifested.
“Head in the Clouds” begins with the pure abstraction, the painting series that Kolar refers to as Slings. These smaller works, which comprise the majority of the show, are mainly thin colored strands extending from the top half of the canvas on a nearly white background. The backgrounds are cloud-like, the white spaces broken up with small patches of blue. The slings themselves, all grouped from similar color palettes per work, are reminiscent of much yet particular of little: roots of a plant, strings of balloons, a hand reaching out.
These paintings offer the base – the inciting incident – of the entire exhibition. From them spring forth a wealth of action, beginning with a trio of paintings which begin to unite the disparate elements of each of the Sling series. The slings attain weight and interact with one another. They intersect, overlap, and begin to create entire scenes. The slings are no longer just aesthetic and conceptual; they grasp ahold of purpose and life. With them, the exhibition generates a growing momentum, and Kolar’s vision for his slings begins to take on a greater structure.
This structure is fully realized when the slings leave the canvas itself and enter into the physical space. When Kolar transforms his abstraction into sculpture, the sense of purpose vested in each becomes exponentially greater. Some of the sculptures illustrate the slings themselves, such as Loose Connection (2021), while others demonstrate means of production and practicality, likening the craft of abstract painting to construction. In one piece, Kolar affirms this connection with a simple wooden tool-box, each compartment filled to the brim with paint. Kolar lifts his works out of the abstract, summoning them into reality and practicality by wielding his symbols like blowtorches and claw hammers.
Walter Maciel Gallery
2642 S. La Cienega Blvd.
Los Angeles, California 90034
Thru Aug 20th, 2021 -
Pick of the Week: Bridget Mullen
Shulamit NazarianThis month, Shulamit Nazarian is putting on two shows. The larger group show, “Intersecting Selves,” is an exploration of the overlap and tension between body, identity, and art. Many of the works are notable, particularly Life (2021) by Amir H. Fallah, …for souls…for soles…between the cuts, beneath the leaves, below the soil… (2021) from Ebony G. Patterson, and Julie Henson’s Between Reality and Theater (2021). But “Intersecting Selves” is not the Pick of the Week. Rather, the Pick of the Week is “Birthday,” an iterative collection of thirty-two paintings from Bridget Mullen.
At first, “Birthday” is unassuming; the twelve by nine inch paintings are hung simply in a continuous row about a small gallery space. But as you approach them, there is a curious flash of recognition, like what one might feel when you encounter a familiar stranger or an unexpected mirror. Through the abstracted fields of color, figures and symbols begin to manifest in the symmetrical patterns. This thematic use of symmetry redoubles this effect, triggering that basic human instinct to seek out such patterns.
Where there was once a miasma of color spread across the head-sized canvases, now there are disembodied eyes, faces peering through canals, and lovers melting into a shared embrace. Taking in each of them, one at a time, all in a row, is a hypnotic experience. They create their own cadence, and as one begins to recognize the repetition you fall into it without even realizing. That’s not to say that they are all similar; far from it, each painting is as distant from the next as the works in the group show are from each other.
And that’s the core of what makes “Birthday” a fascinating exhibition. Ordinarily, works which are presented in a series build off each other, uniting to create some greater narrative. But for Mullen, each work has its independent story. They are stories that are in the process of being told, but have been written long ago. Though they offer no resolution, yet they each weave a fantastic tale. These stories – these paintings – exist on the precipice of completion, in a dichotomic space between acuity and abstraction, love and loss, existence and extinction.
Shulamit Nazarian
616 N. La Brea Ave
Los Angeles, California 90036
Thru Aug 28th, 2021 -
Pick of the Week: Frank Gehry & Nancy Rubins
Gagosian[et_pb_section][et_pb_row][et_pb_column type=”4_4″][et_pb_text]The pair of shows on view at Gagosian, Frank Gehry’s “Spinning Tales” and Nancy Rubins’ “Fluid Space,” are as dissimilar as they are masterful. Two artists, whose works are to be found in the halls of major museums and on city skylines, find in their works pinnacles of creative excellence and experience. They approach sculpture from vastly different directions and arrive at dramatically opposed conclusions. From medium to visual experience, “Spinning Tales” and “Fluid Space” are worth visiting if for nothing else than to see the breadth of an entire genre of art from two of the best to have ever done it.
Frank Gehry, primarily known for his architectural achievements, has been producing sculptures for just as long. In “Spinning Tales,” he returns to a long-time favorite subject: fish. Gehry has been producing smaller scale versions of the creatures for years, but in this show he dramatically increases the scope of his vision. The fish are massive, some four meters long and nearly three meters high, and carry with them a strong sense of motion which is familiar across Gehry’s work. They dominate the space, seeming to create a tide which pulls you through and around them.
While most are his traditional poly-vinyl with internal lighting, there are also a few constructed of copper, which seem to hold an opposite effect. Instead of producing light, they capture it. The copper scales of the fish glow with an other-worldly aura, at the same time inviting and entrancing. The works in “Spinning Tales” come alive when the viewer is present, else they are frozen in their cosmic dance.
Nancy Rubins’ works, on the other hand, are far from alive regardless of viewer. In “Fluid Space,” Rubins continues her career-long exploration of the reconstitution and transformation of found objects. For this series, the objects are her own casts from a previous series, “Diversifolia,” which showcased natural forms such as plants and animals. The old casts are spliced open to show seams and folds, open welds and scarred brass. The discrete elements are stitched together with steel wires, appearing like sutured shipwreck salvage.
Whereas Gehry’s fish dominate and demand, Rubins’ sculptures exist without intervention. They coalesce and support themselves, pulling and pushing their extremities and stretching against themselves. They are phenomenal – as in literally phenomena – much in the same way as an exploding star or earthquake. From moose horn to lion mane, “Fluid Space” will occur with or without us – so we may as well witness it.
Gagosian
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456 N. Camden Dr.
Beverly Hills, California 90210
Thru Aug 6th, 2021