Painters from the UK, Scotland, Ireland and beyond

Some of my favorite and recent painting finds come from Europe, mostly artists from the UK and Scotland or Ireland. The beauty of Facebook is in knowing other artists and painters who regularly post or repost interesting work from all over the world.

That’s how I discovered the painter Elisabeth Cummings, based in Australia and well known there. She has been exhibiting for some time, but didn’t begin really selling her work until her early 50’s. Now 78, her larger pieces can command respectable prices. Thanks to her gallery, one can view a large number of her works along with prices for sold pieces. A great video interview of the artist here. Some of her vibrant mark-making narrative is reminiscent of Basquiat’s wildness.

All photos and video courtesy King Street Gallery.

Arkaroola Landscape, 2004. Oil on canvas, 175 x 200cm.

Edge of the Desert 2011. Oil on canvas, 180 x 300cm. (This diptych sold for $99,000 last year)

Mostly Fine 2011. Oil on canvas, 45 x 45cm.

Red Tableau 2011. Monotype.

I found the artists below on the south London Poussin gallery site a few weeks ago, after the director posted a comment about the ‘New Casualist’ painters article on Sharon Butler’s Two Coats of Paint blog. The first painter, Anne Smart, offers a workshop this spring in northeast Scotland where she lives. Most of this gallery’s stable seem to prefer high chroma with an abstract and gestural bent. Gotta love that.

Cushioned Curb, 2009. Various media, 152 x 244cm.

Spikee, 2008-09. Various media, 122 x 292cm.

Sudden, 2009-10. Various media, 152 x 244cm.

Alan Gouk, an Irish born painter (whose work reminds me of British artist Patrick Heron), is being featured in a solo exhibit at the Poussin Gallery this January to Feb. 18th.

Iris Spinoff, 2010. Oil on canvas, 61 x 102cm.

Proteus VIII, 2005. Oil on canvas, 208 x 345cm

Pomegranate Burst 1973. Acrylic on flax, 172 x 162cm.

Finally, Gillian Ayres. A British painter I’d forgotten about until a library book on 1980s art reminded me of her. She’s 80, still painting and the Tate owns some of her work. A wonderful interview with her was produced for Babelgum’s theEye series.  I was tickled that she noted using oil paint is like working with messy and greasy, colored lard.

Most of her work is quite large. She says that none of her gestural marks are meant to connote literal forms in nature. She lives in a 15th century cottage near the sea in Morwenstow, north Cornwall.

Antony and Cleopatra, 1982. Oil on canvas 2893 x 2872mm. Courtesy the Tate Collection.

Sundark Blues, 1994. Oil on canvas, 2442 x 2136mm. Courtesy the Tate Collection.

The Alan Cristea Gallery in London represents Ayres and gave her a large show last year. Ayres’ work can also be found at the Royal Academy of Arts, link here.

Picos, 1995. Oil on canvas, 243.8 x 365.7 cm. Courtesy The Alan Cristea Gallery.

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Art worth seeing

What are the standards for ‘good’ art at the beginning of 2012? A loaded question that probably has a variety of answers for different segments of the population. And how is painting being changed? For an experienced art critic and historian like Robert Hughes, artist Damien Hirst’s work amounts to very little except to enhance the status of collectors who may not even understand his objectives.

Was Hirst’s 2007 diamond encrusted skull ‘For the Love of God’ presented as homage to the Aztecs as one NY Times review suggested, or was he making a pointed statement about obsessive status in the art world? Or was he simply playing with all the money he’d accumulated over the previous decade?

On the occasion of Hirst’s first solo show of his work in a UK museum at the Tate Modern this April, even the painter David Hockney gets in on the digs against the artist with his slight about craft versus poetry in a radio interview: “It’s a little insulting to craftsmen,” he said. “I used to point out, at art school you can teach the craft; it’s the poetry you can’t teach. But now they try to teach the poetry and not the craft.” He quoted a Chinese proverb that to be a painter “you need the eye, the hand and the heart. Two won’t do.”

In a widely circulated video from a couple of years ago, Hughes asks ‘isn’t it a miracle what so much money and so little ability can produce?” as he eyes a Hirst sculpture ‘The Virgin Mother’ that the collector Alberto Mugrabi has installed in the atrium of a building. His summation; ‘It’s just become a kind of bad but useful business’. In the interview he bullies Mugrabi about why he collects art, and cynically laughs as the collector admits that having his impulses as a collector transfer to museum practice could ‘buy immortality’.

While it may be true that some collectors have little knowledge about their purchases, Mugrabi and his collecting father and brother  are reputed to have built the largest and most valuable collection of art in the world. Not every collector should be forced to come up with a dissertation on art theory.

Hirst might best stick to his flashy ironic statements; his recent exhibit of paintings at the Wallace Collection in London was panned as ‘amateurish and adolescent’ in an article by the Guardian’s critic Adrian Searle. This is the same critic who said in his highlights for the arts in 2012 that Yoko Ono’s ‘impact on contemporary art has been described as enormous’.

In Lisa Phillips’ encyclopedic The American Century, Art & Culture 1950-2000, she writes that the 1980s fostered a revival of painting and was the period when art became big business. ‘Artists began taking an active interest in the marketing of their works…Art was not only fashionable and profitable, it was also considered a tangible commodity, and many banks started accepting art as collateral against loans’. If only that were the case for more of us than the Hirsts and Koons of today!

Ok, so what about painting? Painting that requires craft, training and some knowledge of color theory. Or used to.

In the late 1970’s the late critic and New Museum founder Marcia Tucker gave the title ‘Bad’ Painting to an exhibition of messy figurative paintings that focused on a ‘deliberate disrepect for recent styles’. Joan Brown, Neil Jenney and William Wegmen were in that first show.

Joan Brown, ‘Girl in Chair’, 1962. Oil on canvas, 60″x48″. Los Angeles County Museum of Art.

Neil Jenney. Girl and Doll, 1969.

Her notes from the exhibition catalog give us an idea that validation of the work might be an issue for the future:

‘The freedom with which these artists mix classical and popular art-historical sources, kitsch and traditional images, archetypal and personal fantasies, constitutes a rejection of the concept of progress per se. . . . It would seem that, without a specific idea of progress toward a goal, the traditional means of valuing and validating works of art are useless. Bypassing the idea of progress implies an extraordinary freedom to do and to be whatever you want. In part, this is one of the most appealing aspects of “bad” painting – that the ideas of good and bad are flexible and subject to both the immediate and the larger context in which the work is seen.’

The art professor and prolific blogger Sharon Butler offers a new description for the current style of abstract painter: the Casualist. Butler says in her blog post from this summer: The casualists use earlier abstract styles and motifs intuitively as a visual language rather than as a conceptual premise. Plenty of artists believe in the premeditated strategic employment of references to historic abstraction, but the paintings I’m discussing are more likely to emerge unplanned through the process of painting – not through the focused exploration of a front-loaded conceptual proposition.

All casualists could be called provisional painters, but not all provisional painters are casualists. That many contemporary artists appropriate and strategically quote previous styles  is less relevant to the casualists’ way of working than the way Rauschenberg used, say, a tire or a cardboard box. The idea is that meaning emerges from the act of making, not the other way around. 

I can’t say that I really understand the difference between earlier ‘bad’ painting and the newer ideas of provisional or casualism. And that’s said having some of my work placed in exhibits by curators and artists like Holly Solomon, Miriam Shapiro, Lowery Sims and Linda Cathcart, who were showcasing the trend that merged into Neo-Expressionism during the mid ’80s. Whether meaning emerges from making art or making art creates meaning, the idea doesn’t seem to interest as many painters as it does theorists, curators and writers.

Martin Bromirksi, ‘Untitled’ 2011. Acrylic, sand, paper on canvas 20″x16″.

Installation shot from the summer exhibit Painting Expanded at Tanya Bonakdar Gallery, Chelsea, NY.

Above: two shots from last summer’s ‘The Painting Show’ at Harris Lieberman Gallery in Chelsea.

Butler’s post elicited some critical responses. One came from the British gallerist Robin Greenwood: By asking if the half-hearted semi-failure of much new abstract painting isn’t “just as interesting” as any stereotypical success, you end up endorsing all its wanton lack of originality. You think that in the deconstructing and re-combining of all the worn-out old modernist tropes there is some original stuff happening? I don’t think so; it all looks horribly familiar to me. And pretty feeble. And even if it’s true that this art is of interest, isn’t “interesting” – in the case of painting – damning it with faint praise? Don’t we want more of art?

Contemporary English and Irish artists represented by Greenwood’s Poussin Gallery in the UK.

Anne Smart. ‘Sudden’, 2009-10. Various media, 152x244cm.

Alan Gouk. “Iris Spin Off”, 2010. Oil on canvas 61x102cm.

Derek Stockley. The Doe Ray Me, 1998. Encaustic on canvas, 124x107cm.

Butler’s response to some of the criticism:

For those who object to the term “casualist,” which PR (particular reader) says implies laziness, “casual” is not an inherently derogatory word. I meant the word to conjure a nonchalant, offhand, and flippant sensibility, but nonetheless a purposeful one–not lazy. The same reader misread the tone of the article as belittling, patronizing and condescending, but actually, I’m fascinated by some of the ideas outlined and am exploring them in the studio myself (although I’m far too much of a handwringer to consider myself a casualist).

In Brett Baker’s Painters’ Table ‘Great Painting Posts from 2011’ on the Huffington Post, and in an article from Henri Art Magazine, the painter George Hofmann talks about the history and future of Abstract Expressionism and painting.

Abstract Expressionism emerged from the hard confrontations of people who had been born before electric light – theirs was a pioneering effort, and one that required such a tremendous effort and took such a tremendous toll that, perhaps, it was unsustainable. Real feeling, which was the aim, was very, very hard, and still is. Real honesty was very hard, and still is.  

It was easy to see how Pop could take over – smart-assness can trump real emotion publicly with éclat, and it was much easier to digest for the newly rich who bought paintings not to have to do the hard work of understanding what painters were trying to do…At the same time, the great educational effort in the arts produced a certain intellectualism in artists – the artists now were more and more academically trained, and less the “seat of the pants” types (in Bill Rubin’s phrase) who were the mainstays before.

Finally, he says: …real feeling is difficult – hard for artists and public alike. We have no religion to base it all in, we are swamped by commercialism, and the lack of candor generally itself breeds contempt.

His final words perhaps express the current trajectory that many painters find themselves on;

I also learned to look more closely, and more generously, at what was happening around me: much of what has happened in painting in the last few decades has been, in various ways, involved in the fracture of pictorial space, and although this is not the subject matter of most painting, fractured space has been a hallmark, one probably connected to digitalization, of art for a while now. I think, from a close study of this phenomenon, that what will emerge will be a new conceptualization – a new pictorial space; as in any organic process, old forms die, and new forms emerge from the fallen.

In Paul Corio’s excellent blog No Hassle at the Castle, he posts Hofmann’s ideas on fractured space, which echoes Phillips’ note in her book about various media having entered the field of art. She suggests that a questioning of photographic representation drove many media literate artists, beginning in the 1970s, to redefine and subvert its meaning. Hofmann discusses this changed space with his friends the painters Tom Barron and Arthur Yanoff. Hofmann says:

The world is awash in visual information; unedited and torrential, pixellated, flickering, backlit, and instantaneous. This hasn’t necessarily resulted in greater pictorial literacy, but it probably has affected the way we look at art, and the making of art. In painting it probably accelerated what was already happening: more and more fractured, shifting, unexpected and surprising pictorial space.

Frontality persisted in painting – in Pop, Minimalism, Color Field, even in Conceptual Art – the dominance of the picture plane has ruled since Manet, since Cubism, common to all schools. Color difference and scale alone made for spatiality, so it was mostly through splitting that space could be alluded to; fracturing led to differentiation itself, the breaking-up of space in a shallow field became subject.

Yanoff notes that newer abstract painting presents a subtle difference from the classical abstraction of previous generations; that there was a sense of wholeness in the relationships in paintings which is no longer part of our experience. The elements in our paintings don’t “lock” now – there is a somewhat disjointed distribution of pictorial elements, a “piling on of history, experience and emotion set the stage for fractured space,” as Yanoff puts it.

Now, it seems, the confrontational/then fractured space we’ve known in painting is giving way to paintings that hint at depth, subtly suggesting it, opening pictures and giving us surfaces that invite us in: in Barron’s words, “we have kept open the cracks, the spaces, the passageways between realities. We don’t cover up or smooth over the seams – we keep the relationships between spaces and forms, the visible and invisible open-ended, malleable, porous and breathing – like life.”

Many contemporary painters in Europe show that vibrancy and intense excitement can still be found in (what appears to be) the simple act of combining color, form and subject. Interesting to me are the similarities between some of these lesser known painters and more commercially successful ones like Gerhard Richter. More about that in a later post.

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A new year, old music

When I’m painting, my preference of background music is usually classical, new contemporary music or jazz. But if I just want to listen, one of my favorite soulful balladeers is Tom Waits – especially his early work from the mid 1970’s that reeks of heartbreak and romance and hopefulness.

A true original, Waits was one of the first popular American musicians to use saxophone, trumpet, violin and cello in his arrangements. And the piano always holds first place. Here, a small homage to old Tom Traubert and his blues.

 

Michael Ochs archives/Getty Images.

Photo below – Circa 1976, Dallas, TX– Tom Waits in a cafe in Dallas, Texas. –Image by © Philip Gould/CORBIS

Michael Ochs archives/Getty Images.

A couple of Hollywood glamour shots by the excellent photographer Cynthia Macadams:

 

Rickie Lee Jones and Waits, circa 1979, Indigo Ranch Studios in Malibu, CA. Photo credit Jenny Lens and the Tom Waits Library, a site that offers a wealth of information on the musician’s life and music.

 

 

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Rough Magic

These are the times when I would practically sell my soul to still live within driving distance of NYC. The Joan Mitchell exhibit at Cheim and Read is still up until January 4th, but I’ll miss it. Loren Munk (aka the James Kalm report) posted his video walk-through on Facebook, which is reposted here for your viewing pleasure. These are Mitchell’s last paintings, a collection of thirteen from 1985 through 1992, the year she died. Not all the works are identified on the gallery site.

UNTITLED. Oil on canvas, 31 5/8 x 25 1/2 inches, 1989.

Trees. Oil on canvas diptych, 1990-91, 86.8 x 157.5 inches.

The Press release states: “Through her late work, she strived for immortality, for a merging with the timelessness and formlessness of nature”. I’m not sure she would agree with a lack of form in nature. Mitchell is quoted as saying, “I become the sunflower, the lake, the tree. I no longer exist.” 

Another milestone this week was sculptor John Chamberlain’s death at 84. The New York Times at least gives an elegant title to his obituary. The Washington Post titled their blog post ‘John Chamberlain, sculptor of crushed cars’. Maybe this is why they don’t compensate these writers.

“Kline gave me the structure,” he once said. “De Kooning gave me the color.”

Chamberlain notes in the interview: “I’ve found that Abstract Expression is really the only one you need”.

John Chamberlain, “HAWKFLIESAGAIN” (2010).

John Chamberlain, Glossalia Adagio, 1984. Painted and chromium-plated steel, 83 × 87 × 124 inches. Philadelphia Museum of Art, Gift of Mr. and Mrs. David N. Pincus, 2000. 125th Anniversary Acquisition

S, metal, 1959. In the Hirshorn Museum and Sculpture Garden.


One of Mr. Chamberlain’s works shown at the Gagosian Gallery in 2011.
Photo by Librado Romero/The New York Times; John Chamberlain/Artists Rights Society (ARS), New York

A retrospective of Chamberlain’s work, which the artist helped put together, will show at the Guggenheim museum in New York in February, also the venue of his first retrospective in 1971.

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Avondale Holiday Tour of Homes

Avondale Estates has a holiday tour of homes every year. Before my hostess hours began on Sunday afternoon at one of the homes, I shot a few photos. This was my first year as volunteer member of the sponsoring Avondale Arts Alliance. Some of the historic homes were decked with impressive amounts of greenery and all offered a welcoming cheer to usher in the season.

6 Coventry Close had some of the best decorations. The artist owner showcased her vast collection of Christmas ornaments.

Antique furniture, lighting and gold tasselly things on the chairs.

A collection of antique Christmas cards.

Have you ever seen a pink hair roller tree? This one was in the powder-room.

What about a tree of Barbie dolls? There’s more.

Live entertainment!

71 Dartmouth is a lovely historic home.

The twinkling tree.

The only creche I saw during the tour.

An inviting family room.

Another Christmas tree!

Beautiful mantle.

A mini tree on the enclosed porch.

I used to have one of those cookie presses. Where is it?

I think this family owns a tree farm.

An addition to the original part of the house was added upstairs.

80 Dartmouth across the street. Only a couple of exterior shots since I went rogue with camera, but without a ticket; the volunteer here sent me away. No free lookie.

I loved the Della Robbia wreaths our California based Uncle Harry would send us every Christmas. I just never knew they were made by under privileged teenagers. He also sent big wooden boxes of chocolate covered dried apricots and nuts from Harry and David.

32 Wiltshire was built in 1926, it’s one of Avondale’s original homes.

A glittery backed pianist regaled us with carols.

10 Covington Road was my charge for a couple of hours. I stood on the landing upstairs and told people about the upholstered linen walls and original molding and woodwork. And the hand stained oak floors. My house is a shed in comparison…with a lot of paintings.

The owner bought the house as a foreclosure about a year ago. Since then, she’s renovated the kitchen, replaced all the lighting and refinished the floors.

A great collection of Nutcrackers.

Happy holidays to all!

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Artists’ Studios

Finally able to get back to painting again after a couple of weeks of no reading, blogging or painting because of a second retinal tear surgery. It’s a huge relief to be working again – next week I’ll be able to swim for the first time since mid October. That was possibly the hardest habit to interrupt.

I’ve been thinking lately about building a separate studio in the backyard. The storage unit down the road won’t do as a live/work space, and I need to relocate my paintings here anyway, as a trade for my looming doctors’ bills. The space houses large paintings that I still have in my possession – ambitious endeavors from the mid ’90’s. I love working on a big canvas, but there’s no room for them in the house unless I sell off the furniture.

In my searches for ideas, here are some spaces I’m fantasizing about.

This post had a list of many studios, I like Judy Pfaff’s compound the best, based in Tivoli, NY, near where she is co-chair of the studio arts program at Bard College. One of her spaces looks like the interior of an airport hangar. This video notes her exclamation that ‘you have to have a lot of space!’.

Picasso and one of  his muses. I wonder if that’s Bardot…

Willem and Elaine deKooning. King and Queen of the castle.

The Belgian artist Luc Tuymans. He was thrown out of every academy he attended.

A 1957 photo by Loomis Dean for Life Magazine of Joan Mitchell in a Paris studio…and her pastel box, with a shot of her studio wall by another well known photographer, David Seidner. We can see postcards of Kline, Motherwell and Van Gogh on her wall, along with animal prints. I need to get his book, Artists at Work.

and this blog had some great shots of Robert Motherwell’s and Helen Franthaler’s studios:

Frankenthaler and Motherwell’s NYC apartment, 1967. Captions from an Art in America article of the same year called “Artists as Collectors”:

Living room in Mr. and Mrs. Robert Motherwell’s brownstone, with Mrs. Motherwell (painter Helen Frankenthaler) seated at far end of room. A Mark Rothko oil hangs over the fireplace.  ….The large blue and white painting is Hlen Frankenthaler’sBlue Tide, 1964. On the lamp stand next to the sofa is Jacques Lipchitz’ bronze study for Ploumanach. Above the sofa are two paintings by Motherwell: America Cup, 1964, and Figure 4 with a Blue Stripe, 1966. Among the objects on the coffee table are bronzes by Rodin (left) and Matisse (right). The painting on the right wall is Motherwell’s The Homely Protestant, 1948.

Porthmeor Studios in the UK reminds me of some of Atlanta’s old warehouse spaces.

The artist John Emanuel in his studio at Porthmeor.

Michigan based painter Stephen Duren, recipient of an Adolph & Esther Gottlieb Foundation grant, in his studio that looks like a large barn.

I just liked this shot of a young Agnes Martin.

Mark Rothko in his East Hampton, NY studio – 1964. Photo by Hans Namuth, courtesy National Portrait Gallery, Smithsonian Institute.

Sigmar Polke’s studio in Cologne, Germany. A 2007 NY Times article states that he was ‘known to go for months without answering his phone, opening his mail or allowing visitors into his studio’.

An interesting project called ‘Emergency Response’ by the artist Paul Villinski in response to Hurricane Katrina. A mobile trailer outfitted as a temporary green art studio that he situated in the Ninth Ward of New Orleans for eleven weeks in 2006.

 

My own studio is about 10′ x 20′ long with a tiled floor and a lot of natural light. Functional, but a large barn would be ideal!

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Printmaking at Barbara Archer Gallery

I went over to Barbara Archer’s elegant gallery in Inman Park for the talk yesterday on her Atlanta Printmaking Biennial, up until December 3rd. Juror Beth Grabowski, professor and Associate Chair in the Department of Art at UNC/Chapel Hill, gave the attendees a broad and intriguing overview of the works she chose. She reinforced my own affinity with prints, from an 8th grade three color linocut – which I still have – to the years I spent learning the art of intaglio printing, among others, while pulling prints for a local Atlanta studio. It’s a medium that she admitted can get short shrift next to painting. However, artists who paint usually experiment with printmaking, or find it a sympatico medium and continue using it in their work throughout their careers.

There are some superb etchings and engravings, woodcuts and collaged prints in the show. Be sure to catch it soon. The first print below may have been my favorite in the entire show, for its mystery and velvety blacks.

Jerald Krepps, MN. “Collapse”. Intaglio.

Art Werger, OH. “McMansions”. Mezzotint. Formerly professor of art at Wesleyan in Macon, and fellow New Jerseyan.

Megan Moore, CA. “Spinal Flower”. Collaged etchings.

Catherine  Fox has given the show a brief review this week, and another in depth article is featured in the online zine Modern Luxury here.  I wanted to post a few photos of the work from the talk  and try to recall Ms. Grabowski’s descriptions of individual works. Many of the chosen artists were regional, but there was one print from Japan, one from the west coast and several from the midwest. 750 entries in all had to be culled down and Ms. Grabowski added 20 to her original allotment of 50. All the artists are named on the Atlanta Printmakers Studio here.

Please excuse the glare on the glass – even though the flash was off, ceiling lights reflected.

Ashton Ludden, TN. “Homage to the Unidentified II”. Relief etching.

Brian Johnson, TX. “Modern Problems”. Screenprint.

Althea Murphy-Price, TN. “Thread”. Lithograph, screenprint. Grabowski mentioned that the artist uses real hair, places it on a photo-sensitive surface to transfer the image to a printed matrix.

Barbara Archer, introductions.

Beth Grabowski, juror.

A large crowd turn-out on a Sunday afternoon.

Nicholas Ruth, NY. “Transformer”. Relief. This was one of the most vibrant of the prints and the wood grain’s evidence adds texture to the final piece.

I don’t have the name of this artist, but she’s using found objects to create the print. In this case a portion of a dirndl skirt.

Andrew Blanchard, SC. “Dixie Totem”. Screenprint.

Beauvais Lyons, TN. “Genesis 6:19”. Lithograph.

S.L. Dickey, “The Old Fashioned Way” (dimensional screenprint) – Utrecht Award.

Ms. Grabowskie thought this was an appropriate closing print; hilarious in its visual pun, with a beautiful simplicity – an inside joke for printmakers at the end of their work day.

Austin Mouie, FL. “Mop Wash”. Lithograph.

 

 

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End of autumn paintings

A few new paintings from October and November. I’ll be showing work at the Paideia School’s Art Visions annual fundraiser this weekend, November 19/20 and at the Telephone Factory lofts on December 3/4.

Rockbridge Road. Acrylic on canvas panel, 16″ x 20″, 2011.

Avondale, November 13. Oil on canvas, 35″ x 26″, 2011.

Sidewinder. Oil on canvas, 31″ x 27″, 2011.

 

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ART: Local versus global and does it matter?

I attended part of a symposium yesterday at Emory’s Michael C. Carlos museum called “The Somewhere Summit, Connecting the Local to the Global in Atlanta Art”. In conjunction with Atlanta Art Now’s 2011 publication, Noplaceness: Art in a Post-Urban Landscape, the summit noted that it would “specifically discuss two related questions: How are artists redefining the idea of place and locality as these concepts shift in an era of rapid geographic, demographic and technological changes, and what does that mean for how Atlanta artists relate to the rest of the world?”

Tommy Taylor’s mural at Elizabeth Street in Inman Park. Photo courtesy Four Coats/an Atlanta Based Mural Project.

The hour long panel talk that I saw featured Anne Collins-Smith, Curator of Collections at the Spelman College Museum of Fine Art; Diana McClintock, Professor of Art History at Kennesaw State University and writer for Art Papers; and Qi Wang, Assistant Professor of Literature, Communication and Culture at Georgia Institute of Technology. It was moderated by Ayokunie Odeleye, a sculptor and arts educator. In depth bios here.

Photo courtesy LuxeCrush‘s article on Noplaceness. Some of the locally based artists mentioned in the book include Fahamu Pecou, Danielle Roney, Arturo Lindsay, Rocio Rodriguez and Jody Fausett – all shown above.

Luxe notes in the article that the book is “The brainchild of local arts patron Louis Corrigan and his Possible Futures foundation, Noplaceness is a seriously academic book of essays crafted by three noted Atlanta-based art critics—Cinque Hicks of Creative Loafing and Creative Director of Atlanta Art Now, Jerry Cullum, the Atlanta correspondent for Art News and long-time contributor to Art Papers, and co-founder of ArtsCriticATL.com  and past art and architecture critic at The AJC Catherine Fox.”

As we walked in, there were reading resource handouts for each panel discussion at the reception desk. I’ll include a few and a couple of my own finds at the end of the post.

Flux Film 010: Rise Up Atlanta. Charlie Brouwer’s large-scale sculpture of ladders lent by Atlanta residents. Watch the clip, it’s charming and poignant. And the site is near where I used to live off Williams Mill Rd, a block from Manual’s Tavern. I just discovered that Charlie  has a studio in Floyd County, VA near where my maternal grandfather was born and grew up. That coincidence demands a visit!

Diana McClintock spoke about Michel Foucault’s ‘relationship of sight’ and said that this is the era of space. Everything is local and global at the same time. “The space in which we live, which draws us out of ourselves….we live inside a set of relations that delineates sites which are irreducible to one another and absolutely not superimposable on one another.” – Of Other Spaces, Heterotopias (1967), by Michel Foucault.

The internet allows for greater access, but she questioned whether it makes local more significant. Does making a place hard to get to – such as bigger and more urban cities – make them more important? She also asked whether the vernacular belongs in higher academic venues. In other words, does Howard Finster’s work remain in the vernacular because his Paradise Garden is based in Summerville, Georgia? Or does his work become universal as it expands its range, which is the goal of all artists.

Lisa  Tuttle, a longtime artist on the Atlanta scene and whom I bumped into at the symposium, asked similar questions in her article on Burnaway earlier this October. A few of them were, “Does the art we make ultimately matter, and does it matter over time? And, if so, to whom?….what connects us and what divides us?”

Tuttle’s art installations often include poetry and reference the local community. Her recent collaboration with writer and activist Alice Lovelace produced a temporary public art project titled Harriet Rising, presented this summer by the Atlanta Office of Cultural Affairs and situated above Underground, Atlanta.

Qi Wang noted that in China, documentary filmmakers are engaging communities in rural villages and emphasizing a connection between the local and social fabric of the regions. A major phenomenon is documented in the film by Chinese-Canadian director Lixin Fan, Last Train Home, in which workers are having to leave their villages to go to urban areas in order to make a living. Are they bringing their customs and art to the urban areas or vice versa?

Zhang Qin in Last Train Home.

Ann Collins-Smith suggested that she forges relationships with artists that extend her own ‘local’ boundaries. Both she and McClintock associated authenticity as a benefit of being locally based, the idea that genuine experience can capture an audience’s attention, existing outside the larger world.

The term global seems to offer many benefits to the artist in terms of more access, a wider scope of available patrons and the ability to go beyond one’s ‘rootedness’. However, the panel agreed that a foundation tied to place may be as important as the notion of fluidity. Qi Wang brought the Buddhist notion of everyday being unfixed into the mix, and the fact that borders are being crossed continually – both literally and metaphorically.

One audience member suggested that the challenge is that global art needs to create local art, and is already doing this by appropriating language and popular Western themes in the work. If the majority of local art is being redefined by Western language and thought, what does that say to us about discrete space or place or cultural distinctions? Artists cross all sorts of perceived, moral and real boundaries, yet they may still focus on a connection to their roots.

Shirazeh Houshiary (Iranian, b. 1955) Image of Heart, 1991. Courtesy Lisson Gallery, London & the artist.

Another question is whether there is, or will evolve, a backlash against more conventional and established art markets. Do communities who support the arts resist inflated pricing (as with the housing market) and will they subsequently focus that support on their immediate region? If like the local farm and food movements, we can similarly build local arts movements, is that necessarily bad or limiting? It doesn’t automatically remove the artist from her larger environment; artists will always seek out other artists and to paraphrase Malraux, each carries the whole of art history on her back.

The artist needs it all; the global, interactive and social networking and the local, to survive in the current economy. The panel debate was relatively theoretical, but in practice there have always been artists who remained stubbornly local. Bonnard comes to mind, an artist who painted from views out windows overlooking his backyard wherever he lived. Fairfield Porter painted, wrote criticism and stuck to his Maine and Southampton, NY environs. Despite the ease of modern travel, contemporary painters have long used place (the Hamptons, Provincetown, Paris) as their specific foundation and inspiration. Is Joan Mitchell less known because she sequestered herself away outside Paris and never returned to the US to live? Probably not.

Pierre Bonnard. Dining Room in the Country, 1913.

Joan Mitchell, Grande Vallée IX 1983-84

Fairfield Porter, Apple Trees, circa 1950. Courtesy the Parrish Art Museum, Southampton, NY.

In her book On Curating: Interviews with Ten International Curators, Carolee Thea states that “Today, artists in the globalized art scene have been repeating a diverse and politically correct discourse about the disappearance of borders and trans-cultural crossovers. Some have experienced voluntary or forced economic or political migration.

It is not enough for contemporary art to become a spectacle embraced by cities and people in all corners of the world. What matters more is that artists and communities are sharing information and mingling cultures at a rapid pace, reinventing themselves through these interactions and through a renewed engagement with the commonalities of everyday life. Cyber-communications and technological innovations may be accelerating these transmutations, but where they will lead continues to unfold before our eyes.”

Ms. Thea’s 2006 premise that the curator as a mediator is now more necessary than ever before  to “provide a context to enable the public’s understanding” of art may be already outdated. From my own experience (or migration) through promoting work online, I have found patronage both locally and globally. In discussions on various blogs with other artists and in artist coordinated alternative space exhibits, there appears to be a paradigm shift away from the traditional market of the gallerist or curator as middle man, and the evolution (or return) of the artist interacting directly with her supporters. While the experience may not always be situated in a physically local space, the interaction is intimate. That ‘exchange’ is unique to this era and will continue to evolve as technology changes our lives.

 

Atlanta galleries and museums here.  Recommended readings include:

Kirk Semple, “Indie Filmmakers: China’s New Guerrillas”  NYTimes 2009

Pnina Werbner, “Vernacular Cosmopolitanism”, Theory, Culture & Society 23 (June 2006) 496-498.

Carolee Thea, “Interview: Mary Jane Jacob”, in On Curating: Interviews with Ten International Curators. (NY: Distributed Art Publishers 2009): 18-27.

Elize Mazadiego, “New Public Art: Redefining or Reconsidering Community-based Art?”, the journal Pros, published by the PhD and MFA programs in the Visual Arts department at the University of California, San Diego.

Article by Maryam Ekhtiar, Department of Islamic Art, The Metropolitan Museum of Art  and Marika Sardar, Institute of Fine Arts, New York University
on Modern and Contemporary Art in Iran.

 


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A weekend of music and art

This past friday evening I saw Dr. Kakali Bandyopadhyay on sitar and Anjaneya Sastry on tabla at the Schwartz Center. Both are fantastic musicians and it was a free program. Bandyopadhyay, who has been playing for twenty years, teaches sitar and North Indian classical music at Emory. Her training included classes with Ravi Shankar and Ali Akbar Khan. Sastry has trained with the world-renowned Ustaad Zakir Hussein and regularly performs traditional tabla solo concerts. For a more in depth review of a previous concert by the duo, see this article from 2009.

The Schwartz Center is a gem of a building, with no bad seats to be had in Emerson’s state of the art hall. All performances are open to the public and many are free.

Saturday I headed down to the Marcia Wood gallery near Castleberry (a block away from Pillowtex) for an artist’s talk by Kate Javens and to check out the space. Even though it’s just a few steps away from the other arts district, it’s a bit lonely on the block but has a wonderful terrace out back.

Terry Kearns conducted a 2010 gallery-palooza, visiting 35 spaces in a 12 hr marathon. Here’s his photo of Wood in front of the entrance to her gallery. I took no photos, sorry.

Javens lives in NYC and uses theatrical muslin for her canvases of animals. She works from ‘fresh kill’ bodies and has studied how to wire them for positions and how to best protect herself from pathogens. I was reminded of a modern Audubon, albeit one using monochromatic color. Photo courtesy gallery.

Afterwards I hit the High Museum for their current blockbuster on loan from MOMA, Picasso to Warhol. No photographs allowed except with cell phones. Here are a few highlights and a recent review on Burnaway.

Picasso’s Girl Before a Mirror, and Henri Matisse’s Dance. (Photo: AP)

Henri Matisse, Male Model. Paris, c 1900. Photo MOMA.

I’m not fond of viewing paintings in the mad crush of people running through museum galleries with headphones on, so I’ll have to return. The Matisses are stand outs, as were some early Picassos. Louise Bourgeois was represented with a few small sculptures and several drawings/etchings, but she’s the only woman in the entire exhibit.

Louise Bourgeois, Untitled, 1994. Intaglio, edition of 65. Photo Barbara Krakow gallery.
I sat through the first part of a lecture in Robinson atrium at the High, comparing Van Gogh and Pollock, given by co-authors of the books, Van Gogh, The Life and the 1990 Jackson Pollock: An American Saga. That book was the basis for the film made about the artist, starring Ed Harris in 2000.

The authors Steven Naifeh and Gregory White Smith propose that Van Gogh was a voracious reader while Pollock read only one book in his lifetime; Melville’s Moby Dick. An early New York Times review refutes some of the authors’ sketchy claims. And Henry Adams, one of the leading scholars on Pollock, has a more realistic and informed view of the artist’s intellectual life.

Sunday was the opening and juror’s talk at the Douglasville Cultural Arts Center, a historic late Victorian built in 1901, managed by Executive Director Laura Lieberman. Lieberman was one of the original editors of Art Papers, a local arts publication founded in 1979 by Dan Talley, and still in print. Several reviews of my past exhibits in Atlanta were featured in the magazine during the 1980s.

Angela Nichols of the Hudgens Center, curated the show. The crowd enjoyed a spread provided by the Douglasville Art Guild.  Two of my paintings were featured.

 

43 artists were accepted into the 25th National Juried Exhibition. My favorite pieces in the show were a couple of the woodcuts and this Deruta style ceramic skateboard. These outlying cultural centers around Atlanta seem to get quite a response to their exhibits.

 

 

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