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Category: ***SEPT-OCT 2024
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Markus Lüpertz & Pierre Puvis de Chavannes
Michael WernerThere is something inherently contentious about an exhibition juxtaposing the work of a contemporary artist with another whose work has some place within the art-historical canon, more particularly one of the most resonant antecedents of the late 19th- and early 20th-century avant-garde. Markus Lüpertz, who has practically made a career of this sort of provocation, has engaged the work of, among others, Corot, Courbet, Picasso and Poussin.
The artist selected here for appropriation, deconstruction and more is the willfully classicizing proto-Symbolist painter Pierre Puvis de Chavannes (hereinafter Puvis), who exerted a profound influence on Post-Impressionist artists including Gauguin, Cézanne, Van Gogh, Bonnard, even early (e.g., “Blue” period) Picasso, and still later, various Surrealists. For this show, Lüpertz and his curatorial colleagues at Michael Werner contextualized the contemporary artist’s body of work (18 paintings variously executed between 2013 and 2022) amid 38 paintings, drawings and sketches by Puvis. This aspect of the show, which abundantly evidences Puvis’ extraordinary gifts, also serves to track his enduring influence on avant-garde art.
Art historian (and Puvis scholar) Aimée Brown Price writes in the catalog for the show, “[Puvis] was an aesthetic wolf in classicizing sheep’s clothing.” This might be a slight exaggeration, but there was no denying the lupine ferocity of his pursuit of beauty, a specifically French understanding of classicism and a sheer mastery of execution. Lüpertz might be similarly described. Generally characterized as Neo-expressionist, Lüpertz’s work has zigzagged over the years, encompassing everything from Pop to the quasi-conceptual. But what comes across most consistently is an unsettled, even distrustful, relationship with both the past (especially classicism) and the very notion of an avant-garde. In one of the very first paintings seen here, Lüpertz remakes Amor + Psyche (2020)—against an almost schematically color-field backdrop, with its chubby, black-eyed Cupid figure all but fleeing his would-be seductress, both figures modeled in slashing high-contrast strokes—into an allegory of petulant disavowal.
Markus Lüpertz, Orpheus, 2014. © Markus Lüpertz. Courtesy of Michael Werner. Where Puvis meets his muse in a domain of infinite Baudelairean “correspondences,” for Lüpertz, such correspondences may be entirely illusory, or simply don’t apply. Consider the two “classical” figures that faced each other across the same gallery set against almost identical riparian or estuarial landscapes (no less “classical,” but perhaps closer to an actual German landscape familiar to Lüpertz). In both Caput Mortuum (2020) (literally “dead head,” also a purple-brown pigment) and Russian Green (2020), some portion of the setting, or the figures’ engagement with it, is suppressed, as if to suggest the “pastoral idyll” is itself an arbitrary construct.
Lüpertz’s approach is not simply to appropriate, but to isolate, to foreground, to take apart—sometimes physically: not just diptychs, but even dividing the field into multiple panels, as in the six-paneled Lido (2020), within the same frame. Here too, he draws from disparate classical sources, including Titian and Ingres, as well as Puvis. But more telling are those works in which the isolating—a kind of collage or flotation effect—happens in a single, self-contained field, as in Untitled (2016), with its uprooted and slightly unhinged “allegory.” Here, inconvenient details intrude on already displaced, defrocked “gods”: the fractured trees on the horizon, the soldiers’ crosses at the feet of a “Venus” or “Daphne.” Without overstating the contextualization of the Puvis master drawings here—e.g., a Christ with Tormenters (1858), that is almost a perfect inversion of the Daphne/Venus in the Lüpertz painting—could such an “Eden” be anything but a killing field?
Setting aside the strengths (or weaknesses) of the derailed allegories of the first gallery, the strongest works exhibited may be the paintings dominated by a solitary figure, only one of which owes a clear debt to Puvis (Narziss II [2016]—the title figure appropriated from La Fantaisie [1887], with Puvis’ own “blue hour” palette intensified to a twilight translucence). Lüpertz has a way of articulating what’s misshapen about a subject within a minimalist schema. In Orpheus (2014), a vertical diptych, the full figure viewed from the rear, head bowed and roughly modeled in Lüpertz’s aggressively tachiste slashing strokes, is pitched forward into an almost monochromatic and flattened lake-centered landscape. In both Nacht and Rotes Boot (2013—essentially the same composition), the same silhouette viewed from the waist up (also from the rear) emerges from the prow of a boat.
Plainly referenced here is Puvis’ somber, iconic Le Pauvre Pêcheur (1881), a study which was included in the show. But although Lüpertz seems to underscore a contradictory aspect within the overall body of Puvis’ work—more explicitly in Besuch von Pierre (2018), inserting his palette, soldier’s helmet and skull into the foreground—Puvis was in pursuit of something well beyond this fatalism: the overview as well as the underside, vast and transcendent.
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Bernard Cooper
GattopardoIf you’ve read any of Bernard Cooper’s books, you know about the care with which he constructs his sentences, how he gives each detail its own breathing room. (If not, Maps to Anywhere [1990] and his 2006 memoir The Bill from My Father are especially recommended.) Cooper has also been painting for 10 years now, and his debut exhibition, “An Insomniac’s Guide to the Night,” at Gattopardo suggests the public entrée of a doubly gifted rarity, along the lines of William Blake or Louise Brooks. A vivid, confident demonstration of contemporary American surrealism, the show proves that Cooper is not a writer who also paints but rather a consummate artist in the most expansive sense.
“An Insomniac’s Guide to the Night” was a super-saturated Rorschach test of an exhibition. Entering the gallery, the viewer encountered 16 jet-black birch panels against which mysterious and colorful “events” appeared to be taking place. The figures depicted—bright, bulbous shapes that suggest organic plant-life seen under a microscope in a mad scientist’s laboratory—connect in unpredictable ways; their mercurial progress across the canvas is echoed by the works’ physical formats, many of which diverge from the standard rectilinear frame to encompass additional, smaller canvases that serve as appendages or growths, suggesting a Rube Goldberg-like dream logic. The result was gloriously disorienting, a perfect balance between the enigmatic and the transparent, the forbidding and the inviting, the gnostic and the familiar. A Cooper painting takes the viewer up to a moment before its mystery is about to be revealed—and then suddenly vanishes into a charged black silence.
Bernard Cooper, At Midnight, 2022. Photo: Chris Hanke. Courtesy of the artist and Gattopardo. Consider for example Amuse-bouche (2022), at 8 x 10 inches one of the smaller works included. Against the painting’s deep black ground, a green flask pushes a looped green stem up out of its mouth-like orifice. The stem is connected by a loop-ended crimson bungee cord-like form, and by a couple of wrinkly strings, to a Sherlock Holmes-esque pipe. The pipe’s bowl emits a cone of fuzzy light that relinks to the crimson bungee. It’s a still life in which nothing lies still, not even the identity of the objects. Cooper’s ability to render the uncanny visible speaks to his expertise as a draftsman—but even more so to the images’ refreshing lack of symbolic meaning. The artist allows these shapes to be themselves and do what they do; he never bullies his images into signifying X, Y or Z.
In his 1988 essay “How to Draw,” published in The Georgia Review, Cooper admitted, “I possess, against every cultivated judgment that came with my master’s degree, a preference for amateur art, for that which others often label ‘kitsch.’” But if we consider that amateur is derived from amor, we find him as endorsing a more sincere conviction in art than that espoused by “kitsch”—and instead, one that presupposes the artist as lover, whether of language or of shape and color. Cooper’s night shapes have been loved into being.
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Kyungmi Shin
Craft ContemporaryIn The Head in the Tiger’s Mouth (2021), the first composition in Kyungmi Shin’s kaleidoscopic exhibition, my eyes immediately landed on the luminous collection of swirls and stripes suggesting the calligraphic form of a tiger before catching on the colorful tableau in the painting’s background: a man holding up an instrument, a woman swathed in red, a young boy in blue. As the figures disappeared into the surrounding milieu of bamboo and pine trees, my eyes slipped toward the intricate slate-gray pattern overlay. Above—or amidst—that, float the shimmering silhouettes of a husband, wife and their two children, borrowed from an old photograph of the artist’s family. Poised between ghosts from the ancient past and outlines of a burgeoning generation yet to come, they are of this world and beyond it.
The seven photo-collage paintings in “Kyungmi Shin: Origin Stories” at Craft Contemporary demand extended looking, and in exchange provide the delight of ongoing discovery. Vintage family photographs, archival images, art-historical motifs and acrylic paint coalesce in portraits striving to convey the complexity of identity and the discordant narratives that form and deform history. Shin locates the point where the personal and the universal meet: where the urgency of the present intersects with the languid grandeur of the past. Within her frames, ancient shaman deities, Italian revival furniture and François Boucher pastorals coexist. While her multivalent references deftly evince the effects of colonization and cultural dissemination, they also realize a sort of magical thinking—a world where one influence doesn’t subjugate or eradicate the rest.
Kyungmi Shin, Chinoiserie objects, 2019-2024. Courtesy of the artist and Craft Contemporary, Los Angeles. Shin’s own variegated narrative began in South Korea, where her father was a Christian minister (Christianity itself a colonial import to Korea in the late 1800s) until the family immigrated to the United States when she was 19. It would take Shin more than 10 years to understand herself as a Korean American and to grapple with what that meant. Her prismatic paintings account for this reckoning, though they don’t suggest a new assimilated identity so much as expose its many antecedents, valences and inconsistencies. They are both unified portraits and the sum of their distinct parts, recalling Édouard Glissant’s assertion that “we know ourselves as part and as crowd … our boats are open, and we sail them for everyone.”
The largest work in the show, Careful you don’t hurt somebody with all that flash (2024), inspired by both European “grand style” historical paintings and monumental Buddhist devotional sculpture, envisions an epic meeting between a Holy Roman Emperor and fellow embattled crusaders, a dragon-riding spirit from Korean folklore, and a crowd of Korean men in suits and ties. By contrast, the show’s most intimate, tender work, Three Magi (2022), transposes a drawing of her mother and baby sister over a 15th-century painting of the Three Wise Men bearing gifts for the newborn Christ Child, wherein one offering is a chinoiserie cup of gold coins. Again, I felt pulled between the radiant Virgin Mary, the Chaekgeori-inspired flower arrangement, and the metallic millefleur background. But I returned again and again to the artist’s mother’s face, a gentle reminder that we, all of us, are born of the same source.
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Chris Eckert
Long Beach Museum of ArtIncessant texts and social-media alerts are inescapable facets of contemporary life, and artist Chris Eckert attempts to make sense of this glut of seemingly endless data. Eckert has successfully melded backgrounds in the fields of mechanical engineering and professional art-making—disciplines with seemingly opposite agendas—into a singular and timely practice. With the Getty Foundation on the cusp of launching its PST: Art & Science Collide region-wide initiative, his current exhibition seems an apt, if serendipitous, contribution to industrial technique-driven art. Eckert is probably best known for his automated tattooing machine, Auto Ink (2010), a polychrome sculpture that tattoos random religious symbols directly onto participants’ skin—a conceptual provocation. The artist notes, “My work is a reflection of ideas and questions I find perplexing. While some find machinery cold and impersonal, I find [it to be] a vehicle for exploration and introspection.”
“Overload,” his current exhibition at the Long Beach Museum of Art’s downtown annex, is a testament to Eckert’s vision and facility as a sculptural virtuoso. In technical collaboration with Martin Fox and John Green, he has created a deceptively austere landscape of walls lined with seemingly innocuous, semi-autonomous devices. Each machine object was individually hand-wrought and programmed. These sculptures are not static by any means, functioning as both aggregators and reflectors of an increasingly cacophonous world. In essence, the machines capture data streams from the internet or cameras installed in the gallery and reinterpret the information within a variety of formats. Building on the uncannily anthropomorphic characteristics of the recently deceased Alan Rath’s mechanical sculptures, Eckert takes the notion one step further, inviting the global information miasma into the gallery via the sculptures. It’s a dynamic, revelatory experience, and Eckert attempts to shape the information into something that is both thought-provoking and waggish.
Chris Eckert, Martin Fox, and John Green, Look. Courtesy of the artist and the Long Beach Museum of Art. Crosstalk (2024) is an installation of 20 polychromed-metal machines that capture newsfeeds for various national and international sources, morphing them into musical compositions ranging from Ennio Morricone’s “The Good, the Bad and the Ugly” to “She Drives Me Crazy” by Fine Young Cannibals. The intent is to transform the onslaught into something contemplative and engaging. Mixed Messages (2017) is arranged as a phalanx of 24 sculptures, also in polychromed-metal, that translate data via what’s known as a telegraph “sounder,” a 19th-century receiver, into Morse code. The data are an amalgam of news sources, but the machines’ physical presence and insistent clacking create an impression that is relentlessly urgent, strident and oddly euphonious.
Ultimately, Eckert’s approach to information overload makes for both a sobering and entertaining spectacle. Blink (2018) takes an altogether different tack with a focus on surreptitious surveillance. Ten metal sculptures are each embedded with an animatronic “eye” that contains a sensor that tracks and records visitors’ presence, and, in a separate gallery displays the projected images of these hapless subjects. That is the predicament of modern life.
Information overload can be a debilitating affliction and Eckert proposes that, while such noise can be overwhelming, it is not all gloom and doom, and in some ways he has defanged the monster that is his subject. He seamlessly reframes a world rife with incessant stimuli, and his technical acumen, conceptual ingenuity and wry humor make for a convincing exhibition.
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Chiffon Thomas
Michael Kohn GalleryA church is a grand gesture to the community it serves and sustains. At its best it’s a hub, as well as a display of worship, tradition, sacrament and humility. A chapel by contrast is a modest little space—distinguished from the former by its size more than anything else—not always purpose-built or dedicated for worship, but used as such anyway for prayer and meditation. It’s sometimes erected for private use and built to an individual’s specifications. There is no bishop overseeing a chapel.
The first room in “Progeny,” Chiffon Thomas’ exhibition at Michael Kohn Gallery, had the gravity of a church. The expansive, spare gallery is large enough to hold a congregation. Centrally installed within it was an altarpiece—a low, ship-shaped container on the floor, lined with rusted metal tubes, which overflowed with sculptures of miniature human feet. Behind it, a trio of massive screens in the same material, which jointly span the entire back wall, stood as a sort of reredos behind the ship-altar with three recessed medium tabernacles—each holding a bust of a saintly figure. The stage they created was hedged by a pair of upside-down cement cones several feet high, the lower part of each one growing rows of the same feet, now cast in concrete.
Chiffon Thomas, “Progeny” (exhibition view), 2024. Courtesy of the artist and Michael Kohn Gallery. Taken in full, the arrangement of hundreds of miniature sculptures (all untitled, 2024) was, like a church, a monument. This show was a memorial to a slave ship and overflowed with the fragments of countless people who have passed through such a vessel. The sculptures in the wall niches and on surrounding walls presented face-casts fused to patterned stained-glass forms with heavy mounds of sutured steel to create figures who are estranged from the rest of themselves. They evidence the artist’s references, which encompass Zulu traditional craft, the art of Ancient Egypt and their own childhood memories of going to church with family, all welded to feel worked over and weathered, even in as they are cast from 3D-model masks to futuristic effect.
In an adjacent gallery, a colosseum sized for the room was presented in ruins, the columns left standing as if the roof had caved in and crumbled in a neat line down the middle of the floor. Geometric stained-glass windows, seemingly salvaged from the rubble, leaned against the wall. Taken jointly, the two installations suggested a church in two phases. The first as it is often presented—and as it wants to be seen: imposing, commanding, reverential. The second, broken and yet conversely suggesting a way forward. Whether breaking the church is a means of destruction or engagement—introducing possibilities for reordering or repair into another form—the artist left as an open question.
The third and final space was a chapel. Here, a pair of stout obelisks were topped with stained-glass pyramids quilted in swooping lines—one in reds, one in the hues of earth and sky—with a pair of soft concrete arches holding a pair of the artist’s sculptures up to face each other. The room’s human scale and sensibilities were seen in the sutures of foam, leather, glass and metals in the objects in the spare space, opening up like the lines of a hand’s palm. It invited self-reflection in solitude, the way a chapel might. It was a place of devotion turned inside out, seams exposed.
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Uta Barth
1301PEAs part of her career-spanning 2022–23 survey, “Peripheral Vision” at the Getty, and in honor of the museum’s 20th anniversary, the German-American photographer Uta Barth presented an expansive commission entitled “…from dawn to dusk” (2022). Twice a month for a year, the artist visited the Getty to photograph the entrance to its auditorium, making an exposure every five minutes from sunrise to sunset. The resulting series of square-formatted photographs, extended as grids across multiple walls and enveloped the gallery. For the project’s February section, Barth also included a subtle time-lapse video that documented the transitions on the facade. This show at 1301PE highlighted three months—November, December and February—of the project. Even excerpted from their original context, they evidenced the precision of Barth’s observations, becoming an evocative meditation on the relationships between light, color and architecture.
The grid formation of “…from dawn to dusk” formally parallels the square blocks of Getty architect Richard Meier’s design for the compound’s facade. In this work, Barth continuously transforms the same square image by presenting it in different sizes and with different emphases such that the overall piece explores ideas of absence and presence, as indicated by the ever-changing fluctuations of light and shadow.
Uta Barth, Untitled #12, 2024. Courtesy of the artist and 1301PE. In the upstairs gallery was a display of new depictions of the front of the auditorium, installed across numerous walls with their top edges aligned. Here, Barth was coy and playful, unabashed in foregrounding her blatant image manipulations. For example, in Untitled #4 (all 2024) a bright white circle covers most of the image, allowing only the dark lines of the architecture to show through, making the work more about this strange, foreign shape than the setting. In the approximately 10 x 10 inch vertically hung diptych Untitled #10, an orange extension cord occupies the lower portion of the top image. In the bottom image, the extension cord remains, now surrounded by a darker orange that completely obscures the building. In Untitled #9, the site’s architecture is viewed through a blurred quasi-transparent screen that resembles a chain-link fence. It becomes a study of depth and spatial illusions. The two images that include Untitled #7 are presented side by side. One appears to be a solarized night view and is deep blue; the other is an abstracted blur of the building that reduces it to areas of color: white-gray in the middle, blue on the left and a light orange yellow at the top right. It is almost as if what appears on the right is what one sees when squinting at the image on the left.
In these pieces, the emphasis is not on the individual picture, but on the myriad ways it can be transformed and what those transformations imply about the difference between what the eye sees and how the camera records. Barth goes beyond the act of looking by manipulating the visual cues (the passage of the sun and its shadow) by which we map our days: She draws our attention to the subjective nature of our own passage through time and space, contingent on our perception of it.