Community

What are we waiting for

I always admired the BuyOlympia.com website, and then get frustrated that more often than not, I leave Oakland’s borders to spend money on pretty much anything — hardware, clothes, groceries, dinner, movies. So it’s cool to learn about Oakland Unwrapped, a website dedicated to showcasing socially- and environmentally-responsible Oakland-based artists and independent businesses.

Oakland Unwrapped is not as trendy as BuyOlympia.com, and the site seems underpopulated, but it’s a start in the right direction!

International Women’s Day!

This past weekend, I had the pleasure of attending the International Museum of Women’s gala event, where keynote speaker Hafsat Abiola, founder and executive director of Nigeria’s Kudirat Initiative for Democracy, brought home the message that to work for the liberty of women around the world is to fight for liberty itself. IMOW is currently a virtual museum headquartered in SF, so visit their beautiful new exhibition, Women, Power and Politics, here.

As with the awesome California Women‘s conference last year, I have Exoatmospheric to thank for enabling me to attend these events filled with powerful women dedicated to improving the lives of women and girls.

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Community

Two painters

Someone reminded me that people generally prefer the status quo over change. I love that artists are so often committed to making new work and reinventing their practice, even if it results in the stereotype that artists are flaky or inconsistent, or it becomes harder for galleries, writers, art history students, or audiences to sum up an artist’s work. But does anyone really want artists to the same thing and never evolve? I don’t think so.

So I’m thrilled to share the work of two painters who recently surprised and delighted me with the evolution of their art.



From the website of the Lisa Dent Gallery.


Ryan Pierce at Lisa Dent Gallery.
Pierce, a Portland, OR based print-making painter, presents acrylic-on-panel post-apocalyptic narrative scenes. Last year’s knock-out show at Lisa Dent pitted chaotic washy underpainting against tightly-rendered layers; the scenes of environmental destruction gave me the feeling that Mother Nature was a vengeful goddess who slapped humans back to their pitiful places. In this year’s show, at a smartly converted Pacific Heights apartment, Pierce returns from Portland with more outstanding small-brush painting and patterned masking. The underpainting is still loose, but not as chaotic, and it picks up decorative repeating forms. And in this show, Pierce, who wonderfully balances current politics with fantastic visions of possible futures, takes his aim at U.S. military power and imperialism. Two interactive elements supplement the show and reinforce both the pointedness and fancy of the message. First, viewers entered the gallery through a foyer lined with white flags. The flags were imprinted with a relief print bearing the text, “Army of No One — I Will Never Serve.” Viewers were encouraged to take a flag, on the condition of swearing by oath never to serve or support US imperialism. Viewers were then instructed to sign the flag—in a nice reversal of the artist’s signature, viewers’ oath-taking completed the work. Second, Pierce offered hand-drawn flash and real-live tattoo services. What does tattooing have to do with anything? In recruiting for an Army of No One, Pierce offers an alternative rite-of-passage to head-shaving and trading in contact lenses for ugly glasses: a tattoo is a mark of individuation, as opposed to conformity. The appearance of black ink both the white flags and tattooing seemed to make tattooing somehow resonant with the printed form, so that squishing ink with a needle onto living, breathing substrates became a powerful dissemination of Pierce’s ideas.

John Copeland. “Soon, everything will make sense” . 40 x 25 inches . Graphite and Colored Pencil on Paper . 2007
John Copeland. “Soon, everything will make sense.” 40 x 25 inches. Graphite and Colored Pencil on Paper. 2007.
From the website of John Copeland.

John Copeland at johncopeland.com. Williamsburg-based Copeland is the hardest-working draughtsman I know. Ten years ago, his work was dense, inky mixed media drawings and paintings, all heightened states of emotion: angst, anger, beauty, desire, under a microscope. When I visited him about three years ago, he had developed a whole new body of paintings comprised of really delicate, etching-like line work and washed-out gouache and depicting figures sinking in water. It was spare, beautiful and melancholy. So on a recent visit to his site, I was utterly surprised to see his new work, and I really love the how he alternated works from two projects in his Selected Works pages: fictional figurative narratives in acrylic-shaky-cam-on-canvas, and strange, spare graphite drawings with pop culture and porn references. His line has gotten more crazed, spontaneous, less like the growl or howl in his earlier work, and more like an all-around raspiness.

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Art & Development, Community

ArtArtArt

I may be holed up in front of a computer most days, but Thursday night I joined the buzzing/buzzed crowds for First Thursday openings. It was hot, crowded, and impossible to spend quality time with any art, but still, I had a blast and peeped some great work.

Enrique Chagoya, Paule Anglim Gallery
Enrique Chagoya at Gallery Paule Anglim. Chagoya showed lots of nice prints and codexes, as usual, but a new series of tsunami/flood/infinite space paintings on canvas were pretty spectacular. I really liked this one, with the text, in gothic script: “illegal alien’s guide to everything,” in which two dark-skinned men sit atop an old-school-landboat-turned-ship, in a desolate flooded area. I’ve always been a fan of the Bay Area Abstract Figurative movement, so it’s appealing and funny to see David-Park-esque paint handling in service of new topical paintings.

Hung-Chih Peng
Hung-Chih Peng, also at Gallery Paule Anglim: Excerpts From The Holy Bible in Arabic Translations, 2006
A dog “writes” text on a wall (of course it’s licking up text written in food, and the video is played backwards). A great example (of the many) Chinese artists who use text. Brilliant!

Takenaga at Lind
Optical paintings usually make me think “Stoner Art,” but Barbara Takenaga at Gregory Lind Gallery commands the paint, as well as effects of luminescence that her finely crafted paintings deliver. Another large painting in a circular format made me realize that what I do — at least, the use of the mandala form in Dark into Light — may not be so different after all.

Megan Wilson’s installation, ceiling view
Finally I went to a delightful dinner hosted by Megan Wilson, where I was in awe of Megan’s four-year-(a)long installation, employing everything in her house and then some (lamps from her travels in Indonesia, the dainty paper quilling that appears in her works on paper, and even an air freshener she picked up in Manila during the Galleon Trade art exchange—it’s the orb below, atop the stacks of colorful substances, some of which I think is hair gel). Megan’s decorative installation was like dessert for my eyes.
Megan Wilson’s installation, detail with air freshener

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Activist Imagination

Installation Morning 10.

Activist Imagination window installation, preview image, detail

Another sneak peek at Activist Imagination: here, a site-specific intervention overlooks Capp Street and Mission District rooftops.

I’m 90% done with my installation, and correspondingly 90% less stressed out than 10 days ago. I’m really happy with my contributions and am really impressed with the quality of the show. Everyone’s stepping up with their A-game. The artists’ work is very diverse. Rest assured, the exhibition will cover a lot of ground thematically and formally.

I hope you can join us Friday at the opening.

Activist Imagination opening reception
Friday, Feb. 29, 6:30-9 pm
Kearny Street Workshop
180 Capp Street (at 17th Street, very close to 16th St. BART)
San Francisco

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Activist Imagination

Installation Day 3 of 10. Hopefully 9.

So tired I can’t blog coherently. Snapshots of the past three days of installing Activist Imagination at Kearny Street Workshop:

Norman’s delightful personality and generous assistance in wall construction.
Norman’s awesome chop saw with red laser guides (one for each edge of the blade!).
M’s help; more importantly, the chance for me to show him what installation is like.
Spending more than I’d like to think about at the lumber yard.
Hauling sheetrock up two flights of stairs.
Ibuprofen.
Stopping by Intersection for the Arts’ opening for the show on prisons; the tight community between KSW and Intersection. My favorite piece in the show: a prisoner’s folk-art award-winning model of a motorcycle, complete with high handlebars and flaring exhaust pipes, constructed of mouse bones, bits of shell and stone.
A scary short circuit.
Using corner beads for the first time.
Listening to Derek’s tasteful, random iTunes mix.
Pulling my back lifting a 5-gal. jug of joint compound.
Finishing walls takes ages, but the new joint compound is buttery smooth.
Goggies and a dust mask.
Entangled in headphones.
People’s delighted response to Jon Sueda’s sticker-sheet show announcement.
Pork Store’s pulled pork sandwich.

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