Meta-Practice, Values

How to be everywhere at once, or not

Inspired by a walk around Chelsea and CAA, here are a few thoughts about how artists of a certain level are able to sustain multiple galleries and fairs…

Variations and editions

At Doug Aitken’s show at 303 Gallery, the list of works stated that all artworks, except for the site-specific installation, were multiples. Text works that could have been fabricated by sign shops were editions of four, plus two artist’s proofs. Other text works that might involve more chance, such as a piece with broken mirrors and another foam piece that was partly carved by hand, were variations, plus artist’s proofs.

The way Aiken and many contemporary other artists edition sculptures seems  pragmatic—there is so much research and development that goes into each work, and so many venues for international artists, that being able to exhibit and sell the same work is advantageous. Yet, these editioned sculptures would never be displayed next to each other, or heavens forbid, in the same fair at different booths—like the earliest fine art print editions, the whole concept of an edition is to create scarcity and value. I’m curious if collectors feel like they’re buying originals, are concerned with the fidelity to exhibition copies, or are simply less concerned with purchasing copies, especially of industrially-fabricated works.

(The show itself was dazzling in the video as well as in person, but not especially affective. I believe a critic for the New Yorker found the show to be resemble window displays, and I got the same feeling. There were intimations of destruction, but no danger. In the large hole drilled out of the concrete gallery floor, the milky water was lit from beneath, as if a hot tub. One text work was set behind a faux wall with a cartoonish circular hole cut away; the drywall was filled with pebbly rubble painted white as if on a theatrical set made of Plasticine.)

A few rules make disparate drawings a series

Of particular interest at Mark Dion at Tanya Bonokdar:

1. The vitrines with marine encrustations that were on view in International Orange in San Francisco are now highly salable objects in a Chelsea gallery. (Also, I believe  those were clearly indicated as collaborations in San Francisco, a fact not obvious in NYC.) The settings are so different I found it humorously ironic. Fort Point was bitterly cold, practically in the Pacific Ocean than abutting it. The vitrines were lit in a theatrically dim light, which minimized Fort Point’s peeling walls. At Bonokdar, the pristine gallery housed a number of vitrines and installations, all of which were perfectly installed and maintained. The change of context from the edge of the continent to the center of a commercial art world demonstrates a fluidity that contrasts greatly with so many artists I know who exhibit in odd places in the Bay Area.

2. Dion makes preliminary sketches for his various public projects and commissions—from the UK to San Francisco’s Balboa Park—in red and blue colored pencil. Who knows why, but the effect is that a room with dozens of such drawings hung salon-style looks fantastic. A simple set of rules increases the volume of exhibition-ready work.

Conflicts of Interest Vs. Conflicts of Self-Interest

At the College Art Association conference a few weeks ago, I attended a session called “The Future of Art Magazines” (see GalleristNY.com’s write-up). A comment that has stuck with me is that people play so many roles in the art strata, that it can pose dilemmas to critics. For example, critics who are also curators may worry that they can’t negatively review certain institutions that they might work with, or risk offending artists that they might curate or be asked to curate. I wondered if this was an actual conflict of interest, when the potential of a partnership is merely a potential. Perhaps it would better be phrased as a conflict of self-interest?

Of course people do this all the time. Yet the frequency of self-interested behavior doesn’t make it right—call it Darwinian, hustlin’, or playing the game, it’s also selfish, opportunistic, and small.

To be big, one must imagine that other people are big, too. That artists or administrators won’t be offended if you write a negative review with honesty and integrity. Whether others are in a position of power or not relative to yourself, people should be able to handle direct, open communication with judiciousness and discretion. In my recent correspondence with commenters on Temporary Art Review, I have been trying to encourage artists to give feedback directly to residency administrators. It seems a reasonable thing to do, except for a fear of retaliation that is not a part of the art world that I would like to participate in.

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Meta-Practice

how to decide if an art competition is right for you

Save time: If you answer NO to any of the following questions, simply move on from this particular opportunity. Leave it. Be on to the next thing.

Are you eligible?

E.g., basic requirements for geographic restrictions, student status, etc.

Are you an appropriate candidate?

E.g., if disciplines, languages, or career/experience levels are specified.

Are you willing to pay the entry fee?

Are you willing to pay or find financial assistance for fees or costs associated with the opportunity?

Consider travel, accommodations, shipping, insurance, materials, framing, overhead (time off of work, studio and home rent while away), etc. Consider that stipends and reimbursements may be issued as taxable income, fiscal sponsors often take a 10-15% administrative fee, and international bank transfers and checks incur transaction fees.

Do the potential benefits of applying outweigh the costs of applying?

E.g., who are the jurors and how much is a few seconds or minutes of their attention worth to you?

If selected, will the benefits of participating outweigh the costs and risks of participating?

E.g., for exhibitions, how optimal will the viewing conditions be? Who is the venue’s audience? What are the chances your work will be damaged in transport, installation, events, de-installation? For public art projects, how much of the budget will be spent on heavy equipment, insurance, and your own labor over the course of a multi-month or multi-year process? How will your productivity at a residency be affected by its location? How will you access groceries, supplies, and transport?

Are you willing to meet the requirements of the opportunity?

E.g., if residents are required to contribute a work of art to the collection, or eight hours per week teaching, or use headphones in studios; exhibiting artists must submit work ready-to-hang, accept a 50/50 split in the case of sales; grantees must submit a receipts or a final report, etc.

Are you available for the time commitment?

For residencies or fellowships, consider the policies on guests and taking leaves.

Are you willing to list references or request letters of recommendation, if needed?

Do you have adequate time to complete your submittal by the deadline?

For hard copy submittals, note whether the deadline is for receipt or postmark.

Do you have adequate time to develop a proposal you will be happy to realize and a reasonable budget, if required?

Is the call source reputable? Is the call free of red flags? Is the opportunity with a trustworthy organization?

Is the opportunity aligned with your goals as an artist?

If you aren’t sure what your goals are, set some time to write and review your goals in the next 14 days.
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Impressions, Sights

NYC Art Itinerary

"Migration Patterns" map by an anonymous contributor, sent to Becky Cooper, and printed in "Manhattan of the Mind" by Zachary Sniderman, New York Times Magazine, Feb. 17, 2013.

“Migration Patterns” map by an anonymous contributor, sent to Becky Cooper, and printed in “Manhattan of the Mind” by Zachary Sniderman, New York Times Magazine, Feb. 17, 2013.

When MA visited NYC last week, he filled each day with an ambitious art itinerary. It reminded me that I used to try to make the most of of my trips to New York. But since moving here, I’ve become lazy, and too borough- and subway-line-centric. I’ll take MA’s inspiring lead and resolve to get out into my own city more often. Here’s a list of places that I would like to visit, but have not yet been—and which I hope to see in 2013.

It’s better to set goals along with strategies, so I’ll include personal notes to make getting there easier.

The Morgan Library
225 Madison Avenue at 36th Street 
A short walk from one of my favorite places to eat, Koreatown. Also, not far from Grand Central Station where Nick Cave’s horses will be on view March 25–31 as part of its centennial celebrations.

The Cloisters
99 Margaret Corbin Drive, Fort Tryon Park
A bit out of the way, in a northernmost part of Manhattan—yet by bicycle, it turns out to be just 10 miles from my house.

Wave Hill
West 249th Street and Independence Avenue, Bronx
This is even further out of the way in the western edge of the Bronx, but I could make a longer bike and art day out of it, as it’s only 5.2 miles north of The Cloisters. Thirty miles round trip is nothing for serious riders; I am not a serious rider, but maybe I’ll start to up my mileage come spring.

1939 World Fair collectibles, collection of Kyle Supley, on Designing Tomorrow's Tumblr.

1939 World Fair collectibles, collection of Kyle Supley, on Designing Tomorrow’s Tumblr.

Museum of the City of New York
1220 Fifth Avenue at 103rd Street

This was not high on my list of places to visit, but it turns out that they’ve got a current exhibition on the 1930s World Fairs called Designing Tomorrow. World fairs are generally fascinating to me, but I am especially keen to learn more about the 1930s fairs in Queens (Didn’t I mention I’ve become borough-centric?) for their spectacle, futurism, modern design, typography, as well as the numerous bits and bobs of memorabilia.

 
e-flux

311 East Broadway
Who knows why East Broadway runs at an angle to, and detached from, Broadway. But I know where e-flux is, having made a pilgrimage to its neighboring dumpling restaurant. Now I just need to combine my dumpling craving with astute contemporary discourse.

Museum of the Moving Image
36-01 35th Avenue at 37th Street, Astoria, Queens
My own borough; I hang my head to admit that I’ve been to the multiplex around the corner.

 
Brooklyn Botanical Garden

150 Eastern Parkway, Brooklyn

Not art; visual nonetheless. In Prospect Park next to the Brooklyn Museum. Another nice bike adventure come warmer weather and new blooms.

  • Visited May 17. Huge, lovely, and well worth a visit.

 

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Impressions

303 Gallery – Doug Aitken – 100 YRS

Doug Aitken, still from 100 Years gallery walk-through, 303 Gallery, NYC.

Doug Aitken, still from 100 Years gallery walk-through, 303 Gallery, NYC.


Doug Aitken usually makes big videos, but his current show at 303 Gallery in Chelsea looks full of installations including large sculptural text works. I’m excited to see it in person. Have a look at the really nicely produced video:
 303 Gallery – Doug Aitken – 100 YRS.

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Research

Happiness exhibitions

Thrift Radiates Happiness inscription

Forthcoming:

This exhibition, the first to be housed in this disused bank, will be focused on finance and investment. The title is taken from an inscription inside the bank. It’s a neat example of a non-traditional exhibition space. Plus, the line-up of artists is getting interesting…
Opening March 14–17, 2013

Thrift Radiates Happiness
Municipal Bank, Birmingham, UK

Past:

Thrift Radiates Happiness

December 9, 2012–January 27, 2013
Nady Azhry: Sharing Happiness
TRYSTLIVING, Jakarta, Indonesia

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From Death to Death and Other Small Tales | Masterpieces from the Scottish National Gallery of Modern Art and the D.Daskalopoulos Collection 15th December 2012 − 8th September 2013 Modern One (Scottish National Gallery of Modern Art)  | Admission Free

From Death to Death and Other Small Tales | Masterpieces from the Scottish National Gallery of Modern Art and the D.Daskalopoulos Collection
15th December 2012 − 8th September 2013
Modern One (Scottish National Gallery of Modern Art) | Admission Free // nationalgalleries.org

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Design Note: The Proper Way to Use an Animated GIF

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Impressions

Chelsea Gallery Jaunt

It started late and ended early—Chelsea’s lack of eateries and bathrooms, why dost thou forsake me?—so here are only a few picks and reports:

Dan McCarthy, Poly Styrene, 2012, 56 x 44 inches, acrylic on canvas // source: Tumblr.

Dan McCarthy, Poly Styrene, 2012, 56 x 44 inches, acrylic on canvas // source: Tumblr.

Dan McCarthy’s text paintings
Shoot the Lobster inside Martos Gallery on 28th Street

Absurd texts like “DEPECH MODE” (sic) are painted with a round brush in large, cartoonish scripts. However, the paintings are smooth, matte, and flat. Like weather-worn signage, the image seems ground down to the gesso underneath—they are mostly white, with the color appearing as artifacts of brushstrokes. Perhaps the artist achieved the effect with the use of resist, sanding or both. Yet the work feels fresh, and not overworked or precious. The way the text is off just a bit, and the surprise that such a flat surface can be tactile and appealing, made for an interesting experience for me.

Song Dong’s Doing Nothing Book pages
Pace Gallery, 25th Street

Dong wrote a text  about doing nothing, yet having to do it, then sent it to translation services. He then presented their translations (and mis-translations), often on their company letterhead, in the exhibition. The results where sometimes practical, sometimes attempting philosophical tones, and mostly far-off.

Odd iceberg-like sculptures out of drywall (with electrical outlets) or tiled walls (with showerheads) and window frames nearby were interestingly strange forms.

Dieter Roth. Björn Roth
Hauser & Wirth, 18th Street

Hauser & Wirth’s much hyped, new space was massive and spectacular, but the work was almost* all not my taste. The disparate materials and forms seem like so much to pull together, then there’s all the smears, dust, blotches, pours, I guess you could say the ooziness, seems repellant on a visceral level, and then it actually became repellant via the aroma of chocolate. At first, it was heavenly, and I wondered why the workers casting chocolate and sugar sculptures looked so angry. After I re-entered the gallery and the waft hit me anew to the effect of nausea, I understood.

Martin Creed, Work No. 1461, 2013, 2-inch wide adhesive tapes, Overall dimensions variable. Permanent installation on view from 24.01.2013, Hauser & Wirth, 511 West 18th Street, New York NY 10011 // martincreed.com

Martin Creed, Work No. 1461, 2013, 2-inch wide adhesive tapes, Overall dimensions variable. Permanent installation on view from 24.01.2013, Hauser & Wirth, 511 West 18th Street, New York NY 10011 // martincreed.com

Visitors to the gallery are greeted by 'Work No. 1461', by Martin Creed, in the entrance. Photography: Bjarni Grímsson; © Dieter Roth Estate; courtesy Hauser & Wirth

Martin Creed, Work No. 1461, 2013, 2-inch wide adhesive tapes, Overall dimensions variable. Photography: Bjarni Grímsson; © Dieter Roth Estate; courtesy Hauser & Wirth // wallpaper.com

Martin Creed’s entrance installation at Hauser & Wirth

This makes sense now!

*I did love one work: the hallway installation made of vertical stripes of hundreds of different kinds of two-inch tapes, films and fabrics. There was Painter’s tape, duct tape, holographic films, calendared vinyls, retro-reflective materials, caution tapes, hook-and-loop tapes, adhesive foam, novelty tapes like camouflage. The overall effect was colorful, like visual candy. But the materials were quotidian and recognizable. I love that such common materials, used in such a simple gesture, can create such an uncommon, delightful experience. That leap seems like magic to me, and I hope to achieve and explore that in my own work. There was so much to look at and appreciate. For example, the mylar tapes took up the pebbly texture of the wall, resulting in distorted reflections. There was fleecy flannel that I was dying to touch. The inclusion of adhesive foam—a utilitarian and not visual tape—was humorous. And many of the calendared vinyls, retro-reflectives, and holographic films are not typically available in two-inch rolls—they were probably cut painstakingly by hand, or (probably) at much expense on a vinyl plotter. I spent a lot of time looking at the individual stripes as well as the overall whole.

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Points of Reference: Choice Cuts, Wintry Mix

Cary Liebowitz, Art Forum Berlin, booth installation // Alexander Grey Associates, alexandergrey.com.

Cary Liebowitz, Art Forum Berlin, booth installation // Alexander Grey Associates, alexandergrey.com.

 

Some words and meanings of import to me this week:

I love it when an exhibition looks pitch-perfect. It brings me great satisfaction as a preparator to execute a changeover with immaculate results. Galleries have an unspoken ambition to sustain a highly artificial state of perfection; it works best when you feel that no other visitors have been there, with their grubby hands or floor-scuffing feet. Coming from this mindset, I was startled by this:

great art, though, is rarely perfect.

(The fragment has lodged itself in my brain, orphaned from its source. I think it’s from the New Yorker, but having been out of town for much of the past four months, I’m working my way haphazardly through the backstock, and finding the source seems an impossible task.)

I’ve been mulling this over—what allows art to be imperfect, what things/activities ought to result in perfection (crafts? services?), and why I’d forgotten that art has this privilege of imperfection (perhaps seeing too much art in sales-oriented commercial spaces, internalizing the feeling that art should look expensive)?

I stumbled onto the website of Trapped in Suburbia, a fun design firm in the Netherlands, that had an exhibition about happiness.

You’d think that an exhibition about happiness would capture my attention. But their motto, pulled from a Chinese proverb (go figure) was what ultimately spoke to me:

Tell me and I’ll forget; show me and I may remember, involve me and I’ll understand.

Fine, it’s an aphorism, and thus designed to impart wisdom with concision and rhythm that makes it seem profound. (For similar reasons, I find writing tweets unsatisfying.) It works for me in the context of a recent discussion I had about whether the relationship between what artists make and what artists make happen are equal or not. I think what artists make happen gains meaning through the shared experiences that artists make happen. The aphorism sort of mirrors what I mean to explain about the creative and aesthetic process: ideas without manifestation are intangible or intransient; objects can hold those ideas but remain inert without active attention; but by producing spaces/situations, possibilities and engagement, the ideas and objects take root in people’s minds and lives and experiences and memories. They live on in a larger way than personal experiences with objects.

From 2003 to 2011, Haim Steinbach led a seminar at the University of California San Diego called The Object Lesson. He instructed his students to chose an object—any object—and bring it to class every week. Over the course of the semester, they would consider these objects from every possible vantage point….

For ten weeks, three hours a week, they looked at the same fifteen objects. Again and again and again….

…students took turns responding to things they desired and despised on the table. Steinbach pressed them week after week: Is it a real object? An ideal object? A love object? A conceptual object? An object of desire? An actual object? A virtual object? An art object? While discussing the aggression of a piece of wood or the phallic quality of vampire teeth, students came to see how much the analysis hinged on their own projections and desires.

The Artist’s Institute, a Hunter College project, recently selected the work of Haim Steinbach for consideration. In doing so, they published a PDF with the above text and organized a show-and-tell. I love Steinbach’s class exercise, and am inspired to try it with like-minded artist-friends. I know what I would bring: a printed celebration ribbon from a party store.

This dovetails nicely with the proverb above—the meanings of objects take root in us when our own “projections and desires” fit with them. It’s like what differentiates a space from a place—the personal meanings that accrue (Yi-Fu Tuan).

Very short, very sweet stories and pics on imbuing objects with meanings/personal experiences. Reader’s photos of souvenirs at “What I Brought Home,” (NYT).

I’ve been trying to convey the complexity of happiness. Here is Zadie Smith distinguishing between joy and pleasure (thanks JKW):

Occasionally the child, too, is a pleasure, though mostly she is a joy, which means in fact she gives us not much pleasure at all, but rather that strange admixture of terror, pain, and delight that I have come to recognize as joy, and now must find some way to live with daily.

Zadie Smith, “Joy,” New York Review of Books, January 10, 2013

 

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