Monday December 10, 2007
Shana Lutker’s Hear It Here, at Art Perform, was a bit of a dud, at least from the little bit I saw. Maybe it got cooking later, but for me it confirmed a long standing suspicion that performance art is much easier to pull off in a small enclosed space.
Wynwood: This piece is officially the best thing all week. A kid from Dash high school made it, and promised to send me his information, and of course
didn’t hasn’t yet. But and so yes, they were offering to take people’s pictures, right there on the street. This skewers more things that deserve skewering in one stroke then most people manage in a career, and it brings to new heights to the “But is it art?” issue for dessert. Rock over London, rock over Miami, Mission Accomplished. Update: Ilan Wilson-Soler. Thanks to everyone who helped track him down, and thanks Ilan for the kick-ass piece. Let’s have more like this.
At Twenty Twenty, Jen Stark’s How to Become a Millionaire in 100 Days (answer: make 10,000 pieces of paper a day, which is exactly how this piece came about).
Did you hear of a fair called Fountain? Me neither, but I stumbled across it, and was pretty impressed. Here’s one of a few of David Opdyke’s great little sculptures.
William Lamson’s Vital Capacity. A guy is in a vertical chamber, encased in a box up to his neck, his face covered with up-facing spikes. Balloons get dropped on him, and he must keep them up as long as possible by blowing, because, imagine a constant barage of balloons popping right in front of your face. Great use of a vertical LCD.
Bob and Roberta Smith (what is up with those names?), 26.05.07 Never Trust an Hippie. I hope you can read this (and btw it’s over 100 inches wide).
It’s always a treat to see one of Robin Griffiths’ pieces.
Brandon Opalka’s mural covers the entire side of Dorsch. (It’s going to have to be a “to-see,” because my photo here just really isn’t doing it any justice.) Do we have a candidate for Largest Artwork in Miami?
At World Class Boxing, Adam Helms’ Che/inkblot series (officially: Untitled Portraits).
At a show of Chinese artists in the Design District, Zhou Chunya’s ass-kicking Green Dog. Note size: 126 × 87 inches.
OK, here’s the thing of which I was trying to explain before: Jade Hughes’ Reliquary for Matthew Benedict, a two-part piece based on the Datura plant. An fabulously crafted wooden box with glass sides accepts your quarter, illuminates a tiny plant growing in the base of the hand portion, and ejects a pill full of the plant’s hallucinogenic seeds, of which I got to keep one(! But don’t try it, it’s apparently a crappy high).
“Is it art yet??” “No, not yet!!” “What if we put them in wet-suits and give them beaks? Is it art now??” Ladies and gentlemen, Nicholas Kahn and Richard Selesnick have made art. From top, we have Mars Sandpunt, Bear Parade, and Mars Glider, each an edition of 10 Quadratone prints, and some of each available as of Sunday.
Galerie Volker Diehl, Berlin. I say that since the Bush administration has decided that the US Constitution doesn’t apply to non-Americans, we invade Germany over this.
Geisai: Eric Doeringer rocks on.
Maria Adelaida Lopez’s doll house covered with vacuum cleaner dust. Yes, it’s all a bit cliché, but I liked it.
TM Sisters sign up members for Club Amaze (of which I am now a member). Members receive a photo ID card (created while you wait), plus a tote bag and other goodies. Club website forthcoming.
Photo Miami: A dud, sort of. It turns out that photography looks really good juxtaposed against other work, and in any case most interesting photographers are with galleries that don’t just do photo. Still, I found a collection of Philippe Gronon’s back-of-famous-paintings photos.
Too, Julia Fullerton-Batten’s photographs were a treat. (Live models in a scale-built environment).
At Aipad, the lights were out!! Apparently this was an intermittent problem, but dealers with expensive vintage photos on paper were sweating, as the power took the climate control with it. Yikes!
Casa Lin: Ralph Provisero’s solemn earthwork.
Samantha Salzinger’s birdhouse 3D viewer (showing a snowy winter scene).
And Frances Trombly’s garden hose. Actually almost everything in the show was great; more pictures here.
Art Miami was a real surprise. A huge show with, sure, the expected overload of decorative crap, but really lots of exceptional stuff mixed in. Andy Denzler’s paintings, for example. This one is 100 inches wide, and magnicifent.
Why is it that folks with paint and tape often make more mathematically tight geometric work then folks with computers? Susie Rosmarin, SR 387 Blue.
Aaah! Jill Greenberg’s bear photos, available in the smaller (20 × 24) size for $2,500, struck me as the bargain of the week. I had the lady show me the whole portfolio, and they’re just incredible.
-Holy crap, these are super-famous and now I can’t dig up the photographer’s name… controversial photographs of falling (apparently) people from, I think, France. – Denis Darzacq, La chute. (thanks, Guv!)
Lots and lots of these Doug and Mike Starn snowflake photos.
Also very controversial, a big grid of Kohei Yoshiyuki’s photos from the early 1970s.
Wan Jin’s stunning triptych at Barry Friedman LTD.
Ann Carlson and Mary Ellen Strom’s video of four men, who act out a prescribed series of actions and chants in an office building corridor.
A couple of John Fraser’s gorgeous book deconstructions.
One of a group of enchanting photographs by Loretta Lux.
Aqua: Aqua is split between a beach hotel location and a Wynwood warehouse location. I hope next year it’s all in a warehouse, because looking at art in a hotel is a pain. Good stuff still abounded, though. Elaine Bradford’s taxidermy/yarn squirrel sculptures were cute and sinister, and this one was still available as of Saturday evening.
One of TJ Ahearn’s collages at Lemon Sky (disclosure: I work with Jane Hart, Lemon Sky’s proprietor). Unless you were told (and everyone was), you’d think these were done in photoshop, so wonderful is the craftsmanship.
Jason Villegas, Green Lacostank.
Aqua Wynwood: At Lisa Dent, Tim Sullivan re-enacts Andy Warho’s hamburger video, shown side-by-side. He wimps out on delivering the line at the end, though.
These great wheelbarrows at Foley Gallery are plasma-torch cut, but I didn’t catch the artist’s name.
Jesse Simon’s elegant sculpture came out of nowhere. Foam, wood, and resin.
I tried very hard to find abstract painting that made a case for its own existence, and finally scored: Nayda Collazo-Llorens, Test-series # 24. Not sure if it looks like anything at this size, but it was a winner.
Aipad finally got the lights on. Lots of nice vintage prints abounded (and lots of cheese — vintage mugshots and booking cards seem to be all the rage these days). Most of the booths looked like this . . . very un-art fair like. And the previous criticism about photo/non-photo juxtaposition applies. But Aipad at least brought the goods, not the least of which were some vintage Eggelston prints ($40,000 and up). Also:
Michael Wolf, Architecture of Density #42. Not bad. But more to the point:
Burtynsky, baby! A number of these quarry pictures (there were some in Photo Miami, too) is all it takes to make everything seem right with photography again. Don’t settle for the book, get yourself one of these prints, they’re eye-popping.comments powered by Disqus