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The Endless Gallery Two-Step

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Robert Boyd

An art gallery is a hard business to make a success of. I suspect starting an art gallery is no less risky than a restaurant. In Houston, there are galleries that have been around for a long, long time--Moody Gallery (38 years in business), Hooks-Epstein (44 years) and Texas Gallery (43 years) for example. But they're the exceptions. In the past few months we've seen De Santos Gallery and Goldesberry Gallery close, not to mention the Joanna, which wasn't really a commercial gallery and in any case is really just evolving.  Starting in September, the successor to the Joanna, Brandon opens in the space currently occupied (for a few more days) by Domy. And the space at 4411 Montrose that had been occupied by Joan Wich Gallery is finally being taken by The Mission, a Chicago Gallery specializing in Latin American art. It will open in October. And there are rumors of at least one other well-known local gallery closing. Opening and closing--it's what galleries do in Houston.


Nicole Longnecker Gallery

Three new galleries got started in the past few months, so with two recent closures, that puts us ahead. Nicole Longnecker Gallery has taken the space vacated by Goldesberry Gallery. They've had one show so far featuring work by Devon Christopher Moore. The work was handsome but a bit sterile. It felt like corporate decoration.


Devon Christopher Moore, Enfold - I, folded and sanded steel

However, it is too early to make any sort of judgment about the gallery. Their next show, Interpretive Voices featuring work by Jessica Dupuis, Megan Harrison, Erin Stafford and Jade Cooper, seems much less likely to end up gracing the boardroom of some large corporation than the Moore pieces. I'll have to see a few shows before I can really size up this gallery. In any case, I like what they did with the old Goldesberry space. The new gallery is spare and open and will be a very flexible space for whatever art they choose to display. And their location on gallery row on Colquitt guarantees ample foot-traffic.


(left) Jonathan Higgins, 2 Wavy Lines, lithograph, chine colle' paper: Seikishu, Somerset Satin, 30 x 30 inches; (right) Equestrian with 5 Riders Facing Front and Equestrian with 5 Riders Facing Sides, Matakam , Nigeria, Wood, Height: 19" and 17" respectively, Length: 23"

Establishing an identity is no problem for Gallery Jatad. The gallery shows a unique combination of both traditional African art and contemporary art, as can be seen in the photo above. The current show contains both African equestrian art and a group of contemporary pieces by gallery artists. The director of the gallery is Matthew Scheiner, who is married to Lisa Qualls, who is an artist I have written about before.


(left) Bronze Equestrian Pair Kahugu, Nigeria, bronze, Male Height:25", Female Height: 25". (right)Equestrian Pair Nok, Nigeria, wood on custom stands, Male Height:27", Female Height: 27"

It remains to be seen if this bifurcated approach will work, but it appeals to me. It says you, the collector, don't have to like just one kind of art. The challenge for Gallery Jatad, it seems to me, is accessing the deep-pocketed collectors of traditional African art. The work they have on display isn't cheap decorative stuff made for tourists--these pieces are ritual, spiritual or utilitarian, and often quite old. And while you can get some of the smaller pieces for less than $1000 (nice for a collector just starting out in this field), the prices get big quickly, going up to $125,000 for the magnificent Olowe of Ise door.

 
Olowe of Ise Door Yoruba, Nigeria, wood, pigment

The other challenge is the location on Blodgett Street. This is in the museum district and quite close to a bunch of art institutions, but still, Blodgett Street is not Montrose or Main Street. Furthermore, they don't have a gallery next door to them the way the Colquitt St., 4411 Montrose and Isabella Courts galleries do. So they don't get the benefit of the "cluster effect."


BLUEorange Gallery interior, with art by Ben Mata

BLUEorange Gallery started in November of last year, and I have to admit I didn't even hear about it until April. Whether this is attributable to my own obliviousness or a lack of promotion by the gallery, I can't say. In any case, brother and sister gallerists Jacob and Megan Spacek have slowly built up awareness for the gallery with increasingly high profile shows, such all the Houston stop for Fahamu Pecou's All That Glitters Ain't Goals.


Fahamu Pecou (left) and friend at BLUEorange

Next up for BLUEorange is the Salon des Refusés, a show of the art not selected for the Big Show. They have already gotten some buzz for this. Whether this translates to repeat visitors will be determined. BLUEorange shares a weakness with Gallery Jatad--they aren't located next to any other galleries (it's on West Gray between Waugh and Montrose). In order for a gallery like that to succeed, it has to have one of two things--a rolodex full of collectors to call (not likely for a pair of recent art school grads like the Spaceks) or big events that draw the art public away from their old beaten paths.

 
Michael Menchaca, ToroLlo Que Quieres es Toyo, 2013, silk-screen, 25 x 18 inches

Still, with exciting work by artists like Pecou and Michael Menchaca, I'm rooting for them to succeed. And if I'm around 44 years from now, I'll be interested to see if BLUEorange, Gallery Jatad or Nicole Longnecker Gallery have beaten the odds like Hooks-Epstein. If they do, expect a follow-up post!

 
Michael Menchaca, SWEVEN (detail), acrylic on foam board and acrylic on canvas installation


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Screen Kiss

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Robert Boyd


Britt Ragsdale, Still from Duet

If you have been following Britt Ragsdale's work over the past few years, the video work in Playback, curated by Paul Middendorf, won't be a big surprise. Ragsdale has been playing around with movie tropes since at least 2010. One of her Duets was in the Big Show in 2011. That same year, she started taping Screen Test, in which people mimed getting shot, Hollywood style. 2013's Scream Queens had actresses lip-synching famous horror movie screams.

Britt Ragsdale "Run Through 01"  from the series "The Chase" 2013
Britt Ragsdale, stills from The Chase

The Chase is the most prominent piece in Playback. In it, we see a young woman wearing a white shirt and a blue dress running toward the camera, looking at something offscreen, and gasping. Then she gathers herself, walks back to the starting point and repeats the action. It's done over and over. The highly dramatic quality of the run towards the camera and gasp are totally mitigated by the repetition. If you are a film director, you see film this way all the time. You look at rushes completely stripped of actual drama and must sit around with your editor at the Avid trying to take these ridiculous scraps of nothingness and turn them into something that is convincing to a viewer. The Chase reminds you for a second that the drama is a result of acting and editing.


DUET (possessed) from Britt Ragsdale on Vimeo.

The Duet videos are related but take on the artifice of movies quite differently. They specifically refer to another key part of the feature film world, the still, and more particularly, the still images of couples kissing. In each of the Duet videos (there were four in the show), a male/female couple are posed in a stereotypical embrace, either mid-kiss or about to kiss or thinking about kissing. But these are videos, not stills. The couples don't move--they hold the cliched pose they're in instead of carrying out the implied action. I say they don't move, but that's actually not quite right. After all, they aren't statues. There are tiny movements made by each person as they attempt to remain in their respective poses. (These are long videos--if you watch them all the way through, you can see the poses gradually change as the actors become more fatigued.) These tiny movements show how weird and probably uncomfortable these poses are. They remind us, the viewers, how strange these film conventions are.

Another aspect of Duet worth noting is the utter ordinariness of the actors. The preternatural beauty of movie stars is so common that we often forget it. So when you put average looking people in a place usually occupied by Hollywood Olympians, it again draws your attention to the artificiality of the convention under examination--the screen kiss.


Britt Ragsdale, still from Don't Talk to Strangers

The last piece in Playback is a collage of found video and audio called Don't Talk to Strangers. Ostensibly a warning to girls and young women, it contains surreal rapid-fire editing of disparate images (all from the Prelinger Archive). It reminds me of A MOVIE (1958) by Bruce Connor. However, Don't Talk to Strangers feels like an echo of Connor's pioneering work. This kind of found footage collage is a standard exercise for film students (I remember doing one for Brian Huberman's film class at Rice), and things like the Prelinger Archive make it quite easy now to get raw material. Don't Talk to Strangers displays a lot of wit, but the Duets and The Chase are more interesting works.

The show is up at Fresh Art's Winter Street gallery until July 12, but if you can't see it there, many of the videos from Playback are viewable on Ragsdale's website.


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Elaine Bradford's Wedding Party

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Robert Boyd

Elaine Bradford, The Wedding Party, 2013, crocheted yarn, taxidermy, mixed media, dimensions variable

Sometimes art just wants to be fun. Sometimes having a laugh and not thinking too hard about it is all you want. I saw The Heat last week and it wasn't because I wanted explore issues of gender representation. And then there's The Wedding Party by Elaine Bradford at Art Palace. Now this is art that can make you laugh.

The Wedding Party consists of a bride and groom, some parents, and a few other guests (including a couple who are clearly not related to the bride or groom). Or to put it another way, The Wedding Party consists of nine taxidermy animals--hunting trophies--with certain additions like ties and necklaces.


Elaine Bradford, The Wedding Party, 2013, crocheted yarn, taxidermy, mixed media, dimensions variable

The additions are how we tell male and female members of the party--the men have ties, the ladies have necklaces. Weirdly enough, all the deer are bucks--there are no does in The Wedding Party. I guess you could take that as a comment of some kind on gay marriage. (A little Wikipedia research tells me that female whitetail deer can grow antlers in rare occasions if they produce too much testosterone.)

 
Elaine Bradford, The Wedding Party (detail), 2013, crocheted yarn, taxidermy, mixed media, dimensions variable

One of the trophies has a plaque that reads "KILLED BY DAVID ARRINGDALE 12-23-87." It reminds you that these trophies that Bradford has collected were all wild animals hunted down by men with rifles or shotguns or maybe bow and arrow. Damn, I was hoping The Wedding Party would just be funny, but now I have to think about death, too.


Elaine Bradford, The Wedding Party, 2013, crocheted yarn, taxidermy, mixed media, dimensions variable

This wall, with its deer, duck and wild boar, made me laugh the most. Especially the grinning boar with its necklace--the oddball family friend who was invited to the wedding, I suppose.


Elaine Bradford, The Wedding Party, 2013, crocheted yarn, taxidermy, mixed media, dimensions variable

But the thing that makes it an Elaine Bradford piece is the inclusion of knit coverings--the bride and groom's balaclava-like face coverings. Without them, The Wedding Party is just a piece of parody. Humorous, sure, but that's it. These face coverings for the bride and groom add an element of strangeness, or mystery, of--dare I say it?-art to the whole piece.

So maybe you can read into this a bit more than just a desire to amuse. But don't let the possibly serious subtexts get in the way of your laughter. To do so would be to deny yourself genuine pleasure.

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Pan Recommends for the week of July 11 to July 16

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Robert Boyd

This is the biggest art weekend of the summer. The Big Show at Lawndale is always huge, and galleries take advantage of that hugeosity to host the annual ArtHouston event at many galleries around town. That means lots and lots of openings. Here are a few of the events and openings we'll be checking out.

THURSDAY

 
Mariano Dal Verme, Untitled , 2013, Graphite, paper, 21 1/4 in. x 29 1/8 in. 

Mariano Dal Verme: On Drawing at Sicardi Gallery, 6–8 pm with an artist's talk Saturday at 2 pm. These don't seem to be drawings in the traditional sense--the gallery writes "The resulting sculptural objects are not exactly graphite on paper; instead they consist of paper in graphite, and graphite extending out from paper."

FRIDAY


Irby Pace, Blue and Yellow Make Green

31st Annual HCP Juried Membership Exhibition at the Houston Center for Photography, 6–8 pm with artists talks Friday at 5:30 and Saturday at 11 am. This show features a large selection of photographers: Elisabeth Applbaum (Jerusalem, Israel), Pedro Arieta (New York, NY , Allison Barnes (Savannah, GA), Christopher Borrok (Brooklyn, NY), Shelley Calton (Houston, TX), Joy Christiansen Erb (Youngstown, OH), Caleb Churchill (Houston, TX), Betsy Cochrane (Oyster Bay, NY), Maxi Cohen (New York, NY), Rachel Cox (Albuquerque, NM), Jessica Crute (Houston, TX), Donato Del Giudice (Milan, Italy), Miska Draskoczy (Brooklyn, NY), Camilo Echavarria (Medellín, Colombia), Teri Fullerton (Minneapolis, MN), Preston Gannaway (Oakland, CA), Erik Hagen (Culver City, CA), Christopher Harris (Rockvale, TN), Dave Jordano (Chicago, IL), E2 (Elizabeth Kleinveld & E Paul Julien) (New Orleans, LA & Amsterdam, Netherlands), Phil Jung (Jamaica Plain, MA), Ferit Kuyas (Ziegelbruecke, Switzerland), Alma Leiva (Miami, FL), David Lykes Keenan (Austin, TX), Rachul McClintic (Bossier City, LA), William Miller (Brooklyn, NY), Robin Myers (Jamaica Plain, MA), Irby Pace (Denton, TX), Alejandra Regalado (Long Island City, NY), Robert Stark (Los Angeles, CA), Jamey Stillings (Santa Fe, NM), Jeremy Underwood (Houston, TX), Robert Walters (Omaha, NE) and Kelly Webeck (Houston, TX). This really is the other big show of the weekend. Don't miss it.


Lillian Warren, Wait #50, 2013, acrylic on mylar

Lillian Warren: Alone Together at Anya Tish Gallery, 6–8:30 pm. I'm not sure if any of these pieces are the same as the ones in her solo show at Lawndale from last summer, but either way, this series of paintings is really interesting and worth seeing.

 
Earl Staley, Bouquet29, 2013, 36 x 36 inches

The Big Show at Lawndale Art Center, 6:30–8:30 pm. This year's guest juror was Duncan Mackenzie, of Bad at Sports fame. The selected artists are Hannah Adams, John Adelman, Alonso Bedolla, Kari Breitigam, Adrian Landon Brooks, Chadwick + Spector, Raina Chamberlain, Perry Chandler, Monica Chhay, JooYoung Choi, K.C. Collins, Felipe Contreras, Terry Crump, Andy Dearwater, Alex Larsen and Alexander DiJulio, Jennifer Ellison, Avril Falgout, Bryan Forrester, Kelli Foster, Caitlin Fredette, Luna Gajdos, Daniela Galindo, Bryan Keith Gardner, Matthew Glover, Nerissa Gomez, David P. Gray, Carrie Green Markello, Casey Arguelles Gregory, Sarah Hamilton, Jorge Imperio, Jenna Jacobs, Sandra A. Jacobs, Jeremy Keas, Bradley Kerl, Galina Kurlat, Marilyn Faulk Lanser, Melinda Laszczynski, Joan Laughlin, Eva Martinez, David McClain, Leo Medrano, Susannah Mira, Kia Neill, Mari Omori, Bernice Peacock, Eric Pearce, Ellen Phillips, Page Piland, Julon Pinkston, Eduardo Portillo, Cinta Rico, Natalie Rodgers, Darcy Rosenberger, Nana Sampong, Kay Sarver, John Slaby, Rosalind Speed, Earl Staley, Adair Stephens, Alexine O. Stevens, Saralene Tapley, Happy Valentine, David H. Waddell, Camille Warmington, Chantal Wnuk, Martin Wnuk and Tera Yoshimura. Whew. Of this group, I'm quite familiar with about 15 of them and there are many whose names I have never heard before. That's what's exciting about The Big Show. Now a word of warning--this is going to be one crowded opening. There will 67 artists (well, 66--I hear that Earl Staley will be in Beaumont for an opening of a solo show at AMSET) with their friends and family, as well as the usual Lawndale crowd. It will be an environment very conducive for partying, but not so much for looking at art. So if you want to actually see the art, I recommend checking it out Saturday.

SATURDAY


Getting ready for Funkmotor at Peveto

FUNKMOTOR at Peveto, 6–11 p.m. It's summer, so Peveto is getting funky with the aid of UP Art Studio. Features work by 2:12, Daniel Anguilu, Article, Brian Boyter, Burn353, Dual, Empire INS, FURM, Gear, Marco Guerra, JPS, Santiago Paez, Pilot FX, Raiko NIN, Sae MCT, Lee Washington, Wiley Robertson, Jason Seife, Justin West and w3r3on3.

 
Sebastien Bouncy photo

the soothsayer by Benjamin Gardner, A Nice Place to Visit by Ana Villagomez and Miguel Martinez, Grand Canyon by Jonathan Leach & Sebastien Boncy and Sana/Sana by Monica Foote at Box 13, 7 to 9:30 pm. Four new shows/installations open at Box 13 this Saturday. Take the drive down Harrisburg and check it out.

 
Rob Reasoner, Untitled 5.06, 2006, 19 x 19 inches

Chromaticism: New Paintings by Rob Reasoner at McClain Gallery, 2 to 4 pm. I would characterize these paintings as consisting of jolly colors laid down in an anal-retentive manner. Is that fair? Go see for yourself!

WEDNESDAY

 
Graciela Hasper,  Untitled,  2008,  acrylic on canvas,  77.6 x 83.9 inches

Mighty Line with Jillian Conrad, Jeffrey Dell, Carlos Cruz-Diez, Sharon Engelstein, Sévulo Esmeraldo, Manuel Espinosa, León Ferrari, Jessica Halonen, Graciela Hasper, Darcy Huebler, Bethany Johnson, Jonathan Leach, David Medina, Devon Moore, Richard Nix, Robert Ruello, Pablo Siquier, Carl Suddath and Randy Twaddle at Williams Tower Gallery, 6 to 8:30 pm. If all the group shows this weekend weren't enough, hop on over to uptown and check out Mighty Line featuring some heavy hitters!

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Violent Perpendiculars: A Few Thoughts about Pablo Siquier

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Virginia Billeaud Anderson

To help viewers understand Argentine artist Pablo Siquier’s steel sculpture and related drawings, exhibited through July 27, Sicardi Gallery published curatorial notes in the form of an essay by Laura Wellen. Wellen’s piece begins by telling us precisely what Siquier is not, he is not influenced by Argentine post-war geometric abstraction; that art was censored by the military government during his developmental phase. He does take inspiration Siquier said, from Spanish artist Antoni Tàpies, whose artworks have an incongruent, dream-like flavor, as well as from literature, film and music, including John Cage, Beuys, and French writers in translation.

Referents such as these suggest that Siquier considers dissonance and imbalance to be important factors in his art. One senses stridency in 1308, the large sculpture of welded steel that resembles a cage, and causes psychic discomfort by evoking illiberality. “The sculpture is depressing,” I whispered to an artist as I departed the gallery.

The ambiguity that permeates his sculpture, also pervades Siquier’s drawings, which are computer generated designs artistically altered when transferred in charcoal to paper and the gallery’s walls. According to Sicardi’s essay, Siquier enjoys the “tension” between his steel abstraction and its similar but unrelated drawings.


Pablo Siquier, 1307, 2013, Charcoal drawing on paper, 82 x 53 inches

An art historical analogy helps to illustrate Siquier’s improbable associations: “Siquier imagines a dialogue between his drawings and the architectural fancies of Piranesi,” Wellen wrote, “for 1308 he uses carbon steel to break out from clean histories of abstraction, emphasizing instead the materiality of the abstract structure, which he considers somewhat evocative of a prison - or, more precisely, of the romantic idea of a prison, something that also preoccupied Piranesi.” This allusion to Piranesi’s visual distortions, which took the form of architectural ruins, fictitious structures and atmospheric prisons, brought to mind something I read in Nobel laureate Orhan Pamuk’s Istanbul: Memories and the City. “What crushes people in Piranesi’s engravings,” Pamuk wrote, “is the dramatic violence of his architectural perpendiculars.” Like Piranesi’s, Siquier’s perpendiculars are implausible. “Siquier celebrates the messiness of interpretive relationships,” Wellen wrote.


Pablo Siquier, 1304, 2013, Charcoal on paper, 47 x 90 inches

In 2005 the artist had a solo exhibition of paintings and wall murals at the Museo Nacional Centro de Arte Reina Sofia which generated curatorial elaborations. A point made in Madrid and regurgitated by many writers is that Siquier’s art re-figures Buenos Aires’ art nouveau architecture. “The precise lines of Pablo Siquier’s black-and-white paintings are derived from Art Deco architectural ornament,” Holland Cotter honked in the New York Times. But architectural design motifs are a small part Siquier’s dialogue with Buenos Aires; his art also rubs against the city’s cultural and political realities. Its refashioning of the urban environment and broader concerns is the reason Wellen said Siquier’s images are “placeless,” and inhabit a space that is “physical and mental.”

Within the context of a more expansive link to Buenos Aries, I anchor Siquier’s art to the metaphysical discourses of Borges and Xul Solar. Jorge Borges’ narratives cite Buenos Aries while also looking to wider perspectives. They address universal existential concerns, using an imaginary fantastical style, often set in magical realms. One story features the recurring image of a labyrinth. Siquier’s visual disassembling correlates with Borges’ elastic poetic consciousness. Given Borges’ stature in Argentina and globally, he is an unavoidable precedent. It is unsurprising Sicardi’s press release said Siquier’s images “evoked expansive labyrinths.” Borges’ friend Xul Solar painted mysterious images which Borges called “documents of the extraterrestrial world,” perhaps in an attempt to break through to a truer reality. His other worldly cityscapes often contain motifs of disarranged roads and ladders stretched in improbable directions. Solar preceded Siquier with a retrospective at Madrid’s Reina Sofía Museum in 2000. Even if the younger artist was not directly influenced by Solar’s art, he would have absorbed its strangeness.

Siquier’s artist statement, prominently framed in the gallery notes and on its website, seems to endorse these analogies. “Somehow, by breaking with harmonious and balanced equilibrium, I wanted to express or shed light on a certain strangeness, a certain surprise.”

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He cheated the artist out of his fee

It was too crowded to look at art at the Big Show opening

LaToya Ruby Frazier: Double-Edged Didacticism

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Betsy Huete

CAMH curators Valerie Cassel Oliver and Dean Daderko for the past few years have organized programming that doesn’t simply showcase contemporary art. From Donald Moffat’s largely AIDS-era Extravagant Vein to the black performance survey Radical Presence to Gina Pane and Joan Jonas’ most recent Parallel Practices, they have instead used their curatorial efforts as a springboard to not only provide an art historical framework, but really an historical framework dedicated to vocalizing queer, feminist, and minority histories. Daderko continues the tradition with LaToya Ruby Frazier: Witness in the CAMH’s downstairs Zilkha Gallery.

Frazier, while engaging in various practices, is mainly a documentary style photographer. She has been documenting herself, her family, and her hometown of Braddock, PA, since the age of sixteen. Like many midwestern industrial cities, Braddock was once a thriving steel producer that has, over the decades, fallen victim to shifting financial interests and flailing economies. With Braddock as the backdrop, Frazier parallels personal and familial struggles, juxtaposing them with the struggles of her larger community.

Landscape of the Body (Epilepsy Test) (2011) quite successfully depicts this juxtaposition. A diptych on a single gelatin silver print, a black woman (perhaps Frazier’s mother?) sits pensively on the left side, hunched over the hospital bed, her bare back adorned in a hospital gown facing the camera. Several thin electrical wires, seemingly attached to various portions of the woman’s temple and forehead, parabolically swoop downwards, and then reconnect back up to the machine at the top right corner of the photograph. As the machine acquires data, presumably to diagnose a prior epileptic seizure, the viewer looks right and encounters a freshly demolished building. This building is likely the corpse of the University of Pittsburgh Medical Center, demolished in early 2010 as a result of millions of dollars in losses. The hospital wires extending from the patient’s head flow seamlessly into the disemboweled hospital, reappearing as errant cables and crooked rebar. In all of its luscious atrocity, the diptych reads as a two-cell storyboard—where the woman’s futile attempt at diagnosis clearly will not end well. The hopelessness is compounded by the direction of the building: its crumbling walls face left towards the patient, intimating that they could collapse on her within a moment’s notice.


LaToya Ruby Frazier, Landscape of the Body (Epilepsy Test), 2011, Gelatin silver print, 20”x24”

In 2010, the blue jeans company Levi’s launched an advertising campaign using Braddock, PA as its backdrop. The slogan “Go Forth” is plastered upon images of frowning models and Braddock’s rusty, decaying landscape. Here, Levi’s is attempting to showcase a pioneering, “pull yourself up by the bootstraps” marketing strategy, all while insensitively and arrogantly ignoring the decimated community it is depicting. The company established that same year a photo studio in Manhattan, both as a way to allow photographers—amateur and experienced alike—a place to work and yet another alternative marketing ploy. Frazier uses the storefront window of this photo studio to stage her performance piece documented in Art21’s New York Close Up: LaToya Ruby Frazier Takes on Levi's(2011).


New York Close Up: LaToya Ruby Frazier Takes on Levi's (2011)

Fully clad in Levi’s attire, she alternates between miming movements of labor and writhing and grinding her lower half against the concrete sidewalk, whittling away the very clothes on her body. Between her purposeless, self-destructive act of labor and the cackling onlookers inside the studio, Frazier’s performance is powerful, poignantly confrontational, and absolutely humiliating for everyone.

And then there’s the work that simply barks. Self Portrait (United States Steel) (2010) is a looped dual channeled video consisting of a bare-chested Frazier confronting the camera in the left third of the frame, while the right two-thirds comprise of a single shot portrait of Braddock’s steel factories. She stoically implores the camera throughout the piece—her scowling expressions slowly eroding into disappointment then despair, and back again to fury. Meanwhile, the factories to the right exhale billows of smog that slowly maneuver and dissipate into the sky. The formal composition of the slowly moving smoke would have been striking and metaphorically relevant had the video’s pixilation not been so severe. That, and Frazier’s intended edginess and vulnerability are undercut by the perpetual cliché that haunts art history: the nude female figure.


LaToya Ruby Frazier, Self Portrait (United States Steel), 2010, Digital video: color, sound, 3:28 looped

Directly across from Self Portrait (United States Steel) are a series of prints entitled Campaign for Braddock Hospital (Save Our Community Hospital) (2011). The twelve photolithograph and silkscreen prints display images taken directly from Braddock as well as the Levi’s advertising campaign. She has written notes on each of the images, providing facts that voice community concerns and challenge Levi’s flippant slogans. The prints, while visually compelling, are so literal that they telegraph to the viewer all the answers without providing any real questions.


LaToya Ruby Frazier,  Campaign for Braddock Hospital (Save Our Community Hospital), 2011, Suite of 12 photolithograph and silkscreen prints on paper, 17”x14” each

LaToya Ruby Frazier is not only an artist; she is also an activist. And as an activist, it is her responsibility to advocate for her community and vocalize its detriments. However, Frazier’s activism paradoxically registers the most not when she enumerates facts and events or dictates to the viewer how he should feel, but rather when she allows the formal elements of her photographic and performance work to take precedence.

LaToya Ruby Frazier: Witness runs until October 13, 2013, at the Contemporary Arts Museum Houston.

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Cretins and Classicism: A Talk with Patrick Palmer

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Virginia Billeaud Anderson

Unapologetically, I compare him to Degas. One can detect that level of skill in his handling of the human figure. Modeling of form comes by way of sharp-eyed observation, lines are graceful and precise. And even when working expressionistically, his masterful draftsmanship is discernible. I recently saw Patrick Palmer’s drawings in the “Paper Cuts” series at Gallery M Squared and was moved to think their linear elegance reflects an entire lifetime of hard work, which made me want to ask a few questions.


Patrick Palmer, Couples 1, 2013, Collaged drawings on paper with acrylic washes and charcoal, 22” x 22”

Virginia Billeaud Anderson: Despite continual forays into expressionism, I see you as grounded in classicism. Your approach to line and form is paint-staking and practically Ingres-like in its refinement. Certainly your teaching specialty, advanced figure drawing, nails you as a formalist. Please comment on this.

Patrick Palmer: I really love drawing and have been drawing from the live model for almost 40 years. The trick is making a classically rendered drawing into something that is current/viable today. My students will tell you, I want them to all draw exceedingly well, but I need to see individuality within their work.

VBA: It’s been exactly sixyears since I came upon your painting Lil Man in the 2007 Big Show and wrote about it in a newspaper article. “A fat-faced cretin whose eyes seem to contain all the wisdom in the universe,” was my pathetic attempt to describe that irresistibly strange figure’s haunting quality. When you paint something like that, expressionistically rather than realistically, are you speaking symbolically? Do the figures’ sad eyes, for instance, voice higher knowledge, or their blue skin putrefaction and death?

PP: My paintings are all about intriguing a viewer enough that they want to stop and try to make sense with my symbols and interpretations. The color of the skin, levels of realism, crazy sense of proportion, tornadoes, dresses, ties, all are inserted to make this interpretational journey more bumpy, and hopefully more fun!

VBA: I’m wondering Patrick, when you paint your cretins, do you ever feel as if you are directed inward, perhaps approximating states of emotions or sensibility?

PP: I do. I think my drawings and paintings reflect myself; I see my figures fighting solitude and sadness. Perhaps too much they might appear to be always questioning themselves? At any rate I would like my viewers to try to see a little of their selves in my figures.


Patrick Palmer, Modern Man, 2010, Acrylic on Canvas, 24” x 20”

VBA: To inform readers about your current group exhibition - the “Paper Cuts” series at Gallery M Squared includes thirty artists, with the works on paper changing each month. And Sharon Kopriva helped to organize the show. It was surprising to see you combine realistic portraiture with the cretins. What were you thinking?

PP: It comes from my commitment to drawing/painting from a live model. All six drawings currently exhibited at M2 are demos I did while teaching drawing at Glassell. I cut up 2 drawings to pair them into one collaged drawing. These random Couples, are sometimes very odd, sometimes sad, but hopefully always thought provoking. I like to let the viewers sort out their relationships, good or bad.

VBA: Who inspires you, which artists do you look to?

PP: My artistic heroes are pretty predictable: Lucian Freud, early David Hockey, Jenny Saville, Egon Schiele, Richard Diebenkorn, Wayne Thiebaud, and Otto Dix…

VBA: This summer you put your curator hat back on. I recall in 2011 when you were in the spotlight for organizing “Working in the Abstract: Rethinking the Literal,” a group exhibition of abstract painters at Glassell. The new project has you serving as juror for Archway Gallery’s Fifth Annual Juried Exhibition, which runs through July 30. According to Archway’s press release, over 250 works were submitted, which you reduced down to the current show, which over 300 people attended. Discuss the criteria that guided you as you evaluated the art and awarded cash prizes, describe your process.

PP: Being a juror is really difficult, but this time when I was asked to choose the art in the Archway 2013 Exhibition, I wasn’t prepared to look at over 250 pieces and pick FORTY from that mass. There were so many works, that I knew I wasn’t going to be picking “good” or “bad” works, but a small body of artwork that not only appealed to my aesthetics but worked well as a single body of work. In other words, I wanted the show to not only be 40 individual pieces of great artworks, but I also wanted the grouping to read collectively as a singular creative and strong exhibit.

VBA: In August 2011 you were appointed Faculty Chair - Dean of the Glassell School of Art, where you have been teaching for over twenty years. So now you are making art, teaching, and performing boss duties, during what happens to be an interesting time with the new building on the horizon. Has the “day job” affected your commercial success?

PP: Yes and no. I paint every day, no matter what. I wake up and am anxious to go to the studio to see what I did the day before and how can I improve those works. I now have a shorter time in the studio, but it just means I have to be more focused on the time I have. I think the most interesting thing that has occurred with my job is a new sense of freedom. Before my new job happened, I was partially dependent on the sales of my paintings to support myself, but now I am not. This has made a difference in the studio as I feel like I can now paint whatever I damn want to. If a painting requires five months I can give it that, if I like a painting after 10 minutes I can stop. I do not worry about “marketability” (is that a word?) any longer. I have a new freedom that is great. But has it made me a commercial success? No.

VBA: Why do you have two studios?

PP: I have a beautiful studio in my back yard that is great; the light, the space, everything is perfect for me to just paint. It is a mess. It is also small. I create two bodies of work a year in that studio and have exhibits in that studio every Fall and Spring. Immediately after each show, I pack up all the paintings and take them to my Winter Street studio, which is set up more like a gallery. When collectors or anyone wants to see my work, I meet them at the Winter Street studio where everything is very neat and tidy. In essence, it is a very pricey storage locker.

VBA: Is there anything you want readers to know about you, your art, or your career?

PP: I think my career is based on one fact: my dad died in his forties when I was in my teens. I took from that an important lesson: “Life is short, you better do what you love, cuz before you blink it’ll be over.” I am so blessed; I love my life: I love to paint, I love to teach, and I think the Glassell School of Art is just a fantastic institution and if I can make it a little bit better, then why not try?

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Ad Reinhardt's Cartoons

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Robert Boyd

Exciting news!



Ad Reinhardt, "How to Look at Modern Art in America," published in P.M., 1946

Ad Reinhardt was an abstract painter whose work was severe, serious, and minimal. He's known for paintings of three by three squares painted subtly different shades of black. But he also had a career as a cartoonist, doing political cartoons and illustrations for P..M. and other publications. Now here is the weird part--as a painter, he was always very austere and humorless. He had a credo that didn't allow him to like any but the most advanced, content-free modernist work. And at the same time, he drew humorous, clever work for publication. It apparently never occurred to him that the instincts that fed his cartoon work could have a place in his painting at all. On the contrary, this is the guy who wrote:
The one thing to say about art is that it is one thing. Art is art-as-art and everything else is everything else. Art as art is nothing but art. Art is not what is not art.
I'm excited that Zwirner is publishing Ad Reinhardt's "everything else." But why is a commercial gallery doing this and not a museum? It seems odd.


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Pan Recommends for the week of July 18 to July 24

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Last weeks was all about commercial galleries and big institutions. This week shifts the focus somewhat to alternative events and venues: performance, artist run spaces, unjuried shows, etc. Here are a few of this weekend's events.

THURSDAY



The Art Guys "Never Not Funny" at NotsuoH, 4 pm to midnight. The latest of the Art Guys' celebration of 30 years together is a durational performance--8 hours of stand-up comedy. (Will there be any young whippersnapper performance artists simultaneously doing 8 hours of heckling?)

FRIDAY


Forsman & Brodenfors, with Evelina Bratell (stylist) and Carl Kleiner (photographer), "Homemade Is Best," 2010

Graphic Design-Now in Production at the CAMH, including but not limited to Albert Exergian, Jürg Lehni and Alex Rich, Anthony Burrill, Pedro Fernandes, and Irma Boom, 6-9 pm, running hrough September 29. Well, this is something quite different--a show full of things that are designed to be visually interesting conveyers of information. It's nice to see this kind of artistic production acknowledged by art museums every now and then.


James McNeill Whistler, Symphony in White, No. 1: The White Girl -- this masterpiece was in the first Salon des Refusés

Salon des Refusés 2013, part 1, with Le'Ann Alexander, Jim Arp, Missy Bosch, JB Carrillo, Monica Chhay, Sarah Cloutier, Felipe Contreras, Jenna Jacobs, Rachel Jahan-Tigh Vines, Bartz Johnson, Jeremy Keas, Peter Lucas, Rob McDonald, Tracey Meyer, Lorena Morales, Michel Muylle, Christopher Olivier, Donna Perkins, Kelyne Reis, Will Schorre, Robert Sennhauser, Brian Sensabaugh & James Scott, Herbert Shapiro, Rosalind Speed, Alexine Stevens, Kamila Szczena, The Human Tour - Carrie Schneider & Alex Tu, Donna Villarreal, Dandee Warhol and Mary Beth Woiccak at BLUEorange, 6 pm. For the past few years, some gallery someplace has shown work that was not accepted for the Big Show. This year it's BLUEorange, and they are splitting their Salon des Refusés into four 1-week exhibits, starting this weekend.

 
VILD's sculpture made of test tubes was shown at the Matchbox Gallery at Rice

VILD, Submerged: origins of a Species at Fresh Arts, 6 pm. VILD are a pair of Rice undergrads, Vinita Israni and Linh Tran Do, and this installation involves a combination of art and science which is the kind of brainiac art you might expect from Rice students (at least Rice students who, unlike me, aren't spending their undergraduate years in a haze of alcohol and THC).

 
I have no idea what this is, but it was on the Error Forest Facebook page...

Error Forest with Jonathan Jindra, Sandy Ewen, Pablo Gimenez Zapiola, Y.E. Torres, Robert Pearson and Marisa R. Miller at El Rincón Social, starting at 8:30 pm. Performances, projections, sound installations and musical performances. The invite suggests dressing lightly--El Rincón Social is an unairconditioned space, if I recall correctly.

Art As Sacrifice featuring over 100 artists at Hardy & Nance Studios, 7 pm.  This event, organized by Pete Gershon, Stephanie Darling and the Hardy and Nance Studios is a giant art swap organized as a tribute to the late art scenester Anthony Palasota.

SATURDAY



CC aka Countercrawl 8, starting at Market Square Park (300 Travis St.) and leaving at 11:30am sharp, wandering thence to various locations and featuring Thien, Bryan Lee, Renee' Cosette, Jacqueline Jai, Emmannuel Nuno Arambula, Traci Matlock, Linda Cornflake, Noah D. Clough, Unna Bettie, Hilary Scullane, Y.E. Torres and more. Music, art, poetry, performance and bicycles combine for the 8th time for an afternoon/evening of fun.


Jason Villegas, I think...


Jason Villegas: Nouveau Jerseyat Settlement Goods, 6–9 pm. The master of the polo shirt returns, this time not at a fancy art gallery like McClain but at a fancy clothes and stuff shop, Settlement Goods. Being irremediably unfashionable, this will be my first time stepping foot into this place of business.

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Betsy Huete: Five Pieces from the Big Show

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The Big Show, Lawndale Art Center’s annual juried exhibition, is a platform to showcase some of the year’s most exciting and innovative work coming from artists residing in or near the Houston area. Duncan MacKenzie, writer and co-founder of Bad at Sports out of Chicago, IL, was this year’s juror. His selections had an over-arching tone of irony—a way of thinking about art and curating that, quite frankly, I find to be played out and irritating. But to be fair, this is coming from someone who hasn’t seen all the submissions (although I believe we will all be able to soon at BLUEorange Gallery). Thematics aside, out of the eighty-three works by sixty-seven artists, there was a broad spectrum of media and subject matter, making it easy to find a handful of work that was exceptional. With that being said, here are my top five picks.


Kari Breitigam, Horn Head, 2012, Stretched embroidery, 12 x 24 inches


5. Kari Breitigam, Horn Head (2012)

As I ascended the stairs, I noticed at the top a spritely, youngish embroidered man floating mid-canvas, although we are led to believe he is firmly lying on top of something. With a bright orange shirt and appropriately titled conical head, this piece is obviously whimsical. But the refreshingly rigid line work gives the character a strange feel, as if Breitigam ripped him out of some fantastical instruction manual. His candy-colored horn head falls somewhere between a hardened weapon and TCBY soft serve, conjuring an image that lies in the transitory phase of fantasy to nightmare. Yet there’s something all-American and trusty about this guy: after a long day of swimming, hiking, and horseback riding, he’s the man a tampon ad girl’s dreams are made of. He looks like a Jeff.


Melinda Laszczynski, Hold On, 2013, Watercolor, acrylic, tape, wax, beads, 16 x 16 inches

4. Melinda Laszczynski, Hold On (2013)

Melinda Laszczynski clearly follows the mantra “less is more” in her piece Hold On. A framed work on paper, there isn’t much going on with the surface except in the bottom right corner, where she abstractly applied watercolor, acrylic, and glitter, to name a few materials. But for all of its abstraction, the work is surprisingly narrative-driven. The lava-esque pool of watercolor bumping up against the lower edge of the frame reeks of isolation, like a tectonic plate floating off into oblivion. Laszczynski cleverly uses blue painter’s tape to clamp what appears to be a peeled off scrap of glitter-laden acrylic to the right edge of the paper—a quiet gesture that transforms a potentially glazed-over two-dimensional work to a striking three-dimensional object. The sharp reds and decadent glitter read as a material hangover, shamefully trying to hide itself as it desperately clings to the side.

 
Eva Martinez, Shapeshifter, 2012, Fabric, stuffing, and plastic notion, 9 x 15 x 9 inches

3. Eva Martinez, Shapeshifter (2012)

I would hate to be Eva Martinez’s child. I could see her sneaking into my bedroom at night, stealing my teddy bear (creatively named Teddy), and restitching it into a figure that’s completely drained of all of its anthropomorphic qualities. But it’s this kind of perverse removal (except the eyes) that makes the piece as compelling as it is. The title Shapeshifter may be a little dramatic, but there is something oddly sinister about the unassuming figure. And on the other hand, it somehow feels wildly optimistic—as if Martinez is advocating for the tactility of the material—instead of hitting us over the head with the personified facial features that typically come along with a stuffed animal.


Bryan Forrester, Imogene, 2012, C-print, 24 x 36 inches (courtesy Lawndale Art Center)

2. Bryan Forrester, Imogene (2012)

There’s a reason Bryan Forrester was one of three to win the Big Show juror’s award: the work is excellent. Imogene is a fairly straightforward image of a run-of-the-mill Heights or Montrose area bungalow kitchen. But the framing of the shot enhances the kitchen to a narrow, claustrophobic corridor, and the lighting makes every banal object in the shot seem dense and luxurious. Unless Forrester can vomit on cue and is quick with the camera, the shot is clearly staged. Nevertheless, between his vulnerability and girlfriend/wife/overly comfortable roommate Kerry’s tenderness, the image feels overwhelmingly sincere. The butterflies are heavy-handed, and I wish they would return to the springtime floral wonderland from whence they came. Regardless, this is a photograph I could stare at for hours, although I might feel a little pervy for doing so.


Chantal M. Wnuk, The Six Pound Weight in the Pit of My Stomach, 2012, Charcoal, graphite, and colored pencil on paper, 22 x 30 inches

1. Chantal M. Wnuk, The Six Pound Weight in the Pit of My Stomach (2012)

Ambling clumsily through the dense and increasingly drunken crowd opening night, I was immediately magnetized to this charcoal drawing hanging near the base of the stairs in the John M. O’Quinn Gallery. The loose gestural lines of charcoal coalesce centrally into a ghastly, aggressively scrawled face. The smeared ball of fleshy Pepto Bismol hue wholly embodies the sense of dread and anxiety that the title probably too literally explains. While the date written somewhere near the top right of the blob seems redundant and unnecessary, the tight graphite drawings interwoven with the charcoal are formally dynamic and incredibly satisfying to look at. They read as abstracted ears and stubby fingers, simultaneously being ripped off in a whirlwind and compressing the head into unbearable density.

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Dean Liscum: Five Pieces from the Big Show

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My five (ok six)

In a very random order, here are my favorites.


Saralene Tapley, Flourish, 2013, acrylic on watercolor paper

The flourish of this piece by Saralene Tapley is ambiguous (artistic? fanciful? fey?) but the rendering isn't. The nuance, control, and subtle use of color are superb.


Julon Pinkston, Shirtless, Young and Catching Flesh, 2013, acrylic on wood panel, 10 x 7 x 2 inches

Julon Pinkston's work is one of those that I could have made in high school art class. It's got a haphazard, found object feel but sophisticated, balanced composition. Plus, he made it and neither I nor you did.


Chantal M. Wnuk,The Six Pound Weight in the Pit of My Stomach, 2012, charcoal, graphite and colored pencils on paper, 22 x 30 inches

Mix a little Francis Bacon with a little Chaim Soutine and it's guaranteed to stick in my gut.



 
Cintia Rico,Pod (Series Pod), 2012, Stoneware, soap, pigment and nylon fibers, 15 x 11 x 11 inches and 12 x 9 x 9 inches

Freud.

Plain and simple genital envy/lust. 'nuff said.

 
Mari Omori, Fieldwork: 2007-2012, 2013, 1 minute video loop

Mesmerizing. I'm not sure if it is mesmerizing because of the vertiginous stop-action photography, the scope of the work (the world as held by the artist's hand), the individual objects displayed, or the altered or want-to-be-altered state of the viewer. Nevertheless, my doubt is irrelevant. It's simply mesmerizing.


JooYoung Choi, Sacrifice of Putt-Putt, 2013, acrylic and paper on canvas, 75 x 70 inches

There is a part of me that longs for the regal, narrative mural style paintings that span time and place in illustrating a cultural icon's trials, tribulations, and ultimate sacrifice. This painting by Joo Young Choi appeals to that part of me, even though I'm clueless as to who Putt-Putt is other than the inventor of the only type of golf I can play.

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Robert Boyd: Five Pieces from the Big Show

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Dean Liscum, Betsy Huete and I all agreed to pick five pieces from the Big Show at Lawndale to write about. I found the choice hard to make. I liked a lot of the pieces this year. My first sweep, I narrowed it down to 28 choices. I made another sweep of the show, spending extra time with the ones I liked, drawing stars on the ones I found the most compelling, 15 in all. And that's where I am as I write these words. The final five will be decided in a Benthamite way by paying close attention to my own pleasure--specifically, the five I find most enjoyable to write about will be my final choices.


Avril Falgout, Black Veil Brides, 2013, paper maché, 75 x 50 x 105 inches

I like discovering new artists at the Big Show. And by "new," I mean artists whose work I've never seen before. I hadn't heard of Avril Falgout before, but I guess that's understandable--the Beaumont artist is only 15 years old.  The Black Veil Brides she depicts in her life-size figure group is a Los Angeles metal band. When I saw this, I immediately thought of "Expectations," the (highly un-metal) song by Belle & Sebastian. It includes the following lyric:
And the head said that you always were a queer one from the start
For careers you say you want to be remembered for your art
Your obsessions get you known throughout the school for being strange
Making life-size models of The Velvet Underground in clay
I recall when I was in art class in high school (I was the "brain" in a class full of "heads") in 1980, a girl named Annette made a brilliant scratchboard portrait of Jerry Garcia.  Depicting your musical idols is something that teenage artists do. But few do it with the level of ambition shown by Falgout. This group has incredible presence in the room--they demand your attention. Falgout was one of the juror's award winners. No one can predict how her life as an artist will unfold, but winning a juror prize at the Big Show when you're 15 is one hell of a start.


Sandra A. Jacobs, Spring Dance, 2013, old photograph, black pencil and black watercolor pencil, 10 x 8 inches

Sandra A. Jacobs is another artist about whom I know nothing. A Google search turns up a Sandra Jacobs teaching artist at the MFAH, but I don't know if Spring Dance is by that Sandra Jacobs. This piece takes a found photograph--it appears to be a professionally made studio photo--and adds two simple drawn elements. This photo of a young girl in a bob hairdo appears to date from the 20s or 30s. One of the black circles partially obscures her face and the other looms in the negative space formed by her sitting body. I don't know why, but I feel a slight sense of dread in this photo with its two obliterating periods. It's a as if this girl is being attacked by Suprematism. The obliterating dots are in the process of making her an unperson. The anti-humanist history of the 20th century is weirdly wrapped up in this seemingly simple piece.



Julon Pinkston, Shirtless, Young and Catching Flesh, 2013, acrylic on wood panel, 10 x 7 x 2 inches

I can't be objective about Julon Pinkston's paintings like Shirtless, Young and Catching Flesh. When I saw a show of work in this series at Zoya Tommy Gallery, I was so bowled over that I ended up buying two of them. I'm looking at them right now. I'm totally conflicted to be writing about this, but I like what I like, and I love this painting. Shirtless, Young and Catching Flesh is different from the pieces I bought in the intensity of the color. The blue, green, pink and gray shoot it out from the wall, which compensates for its small size (the size is fine, but in a crowded gallery full of dozens of other works, small pieces can get lost).

Pinkston likes tape and stickers, but instead of just using tape and stickers in his paintings, he actually makes the tape and stickers himself. The strips of bluem green and gray tape in Shirtless, Young and Catching Flesh are actually strips of acrylic paint that Pinkston made on glass. These paintings push the medium of acrylic paint to the limit. He uses in plastic quality (in both sense of the word) of acrylic paint in every way he can think of. The results have a gooey tangibility that I love.



Earl Staley, Bouquet29, 2013, acrylic collage, 36 x 36 inches

Having an Earl Staley in the Big Show feels like overkill. Here's a little local show, showing mostly work by young emerging artists--and along comes a piece by an artist who was in the American Pavilion of the 1984 Venice Biennale. But what's awesome about Bouquet is that Staley is still daring you to like his work. He combines two despised genres here. Flower paintings, long the domain of watercolor societies, have had little place in contemporary art (although there are exceptions--Andy Warhol, for example). But he goes one further by adding what I take to be a clown face on top. I can't help but think of Bruce Naumann's Clown Torture, and looking at this painting is a kind of torture--it's so aggressive, the colors are so piercing. But it has intensity, humor, and a powerful presence. Ultimately, I fell in love with Bouquet because of it's sheer craziness.


Camille Warmington, Setting Yourself Adrift, 2013, pencil and acrylic on board, 12 x 12 inches

Camille Warmington is another artist with whom I was not familiar when I encountered her two paintings at the Big Show. What appealed to me about Setting Yourself Adrift was the muted palette, which suggests a faded photograph (as does the "1969" on the right margin) and the handling of the paint. I assume this is painted straight from an old photo of folks sitting on the front porch of an old house. The deliberate vagueness of the image reinforces the feeling of distance and memory.

The painting looks like a "paint by numbers" painting--flat colors laid out in a kind of speckled pattern. But the watery brushstrokes are completely visible, which makes it look "deskilled" and amateurish. I realize as I write this that it sounds like an insult or a criticism. To avoid any Bill Davenport-style misunderstanding, I love the quality painting here. It totally undercuts what we expect from this kind of subject matter. Those blotchy flat areas of watery brushstrokes are beautiful and fascinating. Warmington undoes her subject while somehow sinking the viewer into a memory.

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More from the Big Show

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Betsy Huete, Dean Liscum and Robert Boyd

I couldn't settle on just five pieces to write about from the Big Show, so I arbitrarily decided that I'd create an "honorable mention" post and forced my co-writers to contribute. Betsy, Dean and I chose five, and then chose a bunch more that we liked. And here they are.


Carrie Green Markello, King , 2013, Acrylic on board, 24 x 18 inches

Why does this boy, held captive in "glamour shot" pose, look so mischievous? What is he up to, and why is he enveloped in a black void? No one knows except Markello, but there is something memorably radioactive about the entire painting.--BH


Chadwick + Spector, Judith with the Head of Holofernes (after Lucas Cranach), 2011, cibachrome print, 45 x 29.5 inches

Getting freaky with it. Hieronymus Bosch-inspired but instead of using fruit, these artists use humans. Look closely.--DL


David McClain, Verlaine & Rimbaud, 2013, Acrylic and pencil on canvas, 30 x 40 inches

I'm not sure which is Verlaine and which is Rimbaud but their love child lives in Austin. Kidding aside, the comics interfere with the brilliant execution.--DL

All those museumgoers that scoff at a Pollock or a Kline, mumbling, “My three year old could do that,” are completely unaware of just how talented three-year-olds can be. In Verlaine & Rimbaud, David McClain convincingly melds an innocent primitivism and severe aggression in a way that exemplifies the poets’ passionate and tumultuous relationship.--BH



Camille Warmington, Unsee, 2013, pencil and polycolor pencil on board, 12 x 12 inches

Camille Warmington's Unsee seems the more conventional of her two paintings (ironically, since Unsee is abstract and her other painting, Setting Yourself Adrift, is a painting of a house). But I love her acidic colors, her handling of paint, and the modest size. It reminds me a little of Howard Hodgkin, but without the comfy feeling of domesticity one finds in Hodgkin.--RB


Jorge Imperio, Elegant #2, 2013, C-print, 13.5 x 13.5 inches

I’m assuming Imperio’s title was tongue-in-cheek, but there is something elegant about this image after all. Situated under an empty, large gaudy frame, it’s the most lavish sick bed I’ve ever seen. Everything in the shot feels completely out of place yet legitimately believable--BH


Galina Kurlat, Deborah, 2012, archival pigment print, 18 x 24 inches

Galina Kurlat recently had a powerful show at the Emergency Room, so I was pleased to see her work here. Deborah is from her portrait series Safe Distance. These photos involve some manipulation of the negative process and deliberate degradation, which can clearly be see here. Knowing nothing about the actual "Deborah," this image, combining the subject's calm demeanor and the intentionally damaged print, suggest some past trauma. The meaning is not in the image, but in the process.


Galina Kurlat, Sanctuary (untitled) 1, 2011, C-print, 16 x 20 inches

Galina didn't create this surrealistic monument, but she had the good sense to photograph it.--DL

Sanctuary comes from a series of the same name showing isolated trees in seemingly harsh and unforgiving landscapes. It's hard to imaging a more unforgiving environment than a beached barge, and yet this one has a tree growing out of it. The image is a large-scale black and white Polaroid, made with a kind of film that is no longer manufactured. One of the appealing aspects of Kurlat's photography is this sense of antiquity. Her photographs look like they were made long ago and survived many vicissitudes before being discovered by viewers in the present. Of course, this is a carefully wrought illusion, but a beautiful one.--RB


Happy Valentine, Code Blue, 2013, Diagnostic images and original music, 1 minute 9 second video

I have no idea what's actually occurring in this video. It's a brain scan of some sort...an electromagnetic lobotomy? Your brain on drugs? Your brain under the influence of a political ad, a Reality TV show, an orgasm? The ambiguity makes it more haunting, more beautiful, and only a little scary.--DL


Kay Sarver, Pollinate Me, 2013, oil on wood, 48 x 32 x 3 inches

Kay Sarver created a painting that is half Alphonse Mucha and half organic honey product label. The nude woman is has a circle of bees flying around her head and is pregnant with a beehive full of honey.  She kneels in a field of sunflowers, surrounded by a turtle, squirrel and rabbit. Green and pink predominate. And the title, Pollinate Me, adds a jocose element of sexuality. The image is so over-the-top that my love for it crosses to the other side of my defensive mountain of cynicism and irony. I don't "love" this crazy painting--I just plain love it.



Luna Bella Gajdos, Carnivore, 2013, Acrylic on canvas, 24 x 24 inches

There’s something anxious about this painting, as if the irreverent gestures stand on a precipice of falling into complete chaos, held together by a few contour lines. While I normally think signatures on work should be relegated to Etsy and old women painting kittens and lamps, it really works here; it’s situated like a thought bubble coming out of the dinosaur’s mouth, as if it is speaking directly to the artist. Or maybe it’s a self-portrait and Gajdos is introducing herself.--BH

When I saw Luna Gajdos's Carnivore, I really dug the deliberately crude, childlike drawing. When I read that Gajdos is only seven years old, I dug it even more.--RB


Jennifer Ellison, Antique Figurine & the Machine That Made It, 2013, mixed media assemblage, 115 x 23 x 18 inches

Antique Figurine & the Machine That Made Itby Jennifer Ellison has the folklore-science-fiction feel that makes it a little crafty, a little quirky, a little cute. I'm willing to bet she's Joseph Cornell and Dominique De Menil's long lost love child.--DL

Kia Neill, Fossilization, Erosion, and Evolution No. 2, 2013, graphite, acrylic, ink and gouache on Yupo, 29 x 40 inches

The amoeba from which I descended (and pretty much controls my brain) just lights up when it sees Neill's work.--DL


Ellen Phillips, Tidal Ice, 2013, acrylic and graphite on paper, 24 x 18 inches

In a show like the Big Show, it's hard to even notice quiet works like Ellen Phillips' Tidal Ice. Phillips is another artist about whom I know nothing (and Google is not helping me out). Which is to say that I know just as much about her as juror Duncan MacKenzie did. What's left are a few pencil scrawls and white brush strokes on a yellowish piece of paper. So what did I like about it? I guess the cool grey against the warm paper appealed to me and the quality of "not drawing" in the pencil marks. It's a work I can just look at and feel pleasure in looking.--RB


John Slaby, The Commander, 2012, oil on paper, 7 x 14 inches

John Slaby's The Commander is the artistic representation of my management and parenting philosophy. It's also really well-balanced, with a lovely color palette...for a psychopath.--DL


Leo Medrano, Strange Friends (left), 2013, architectural scale model pieces, ballast, acrylic, glass, 5 x 3 x 3 inches, and End of the Road (right), 2013, architectural scale model pieces, ballast, acrylic, glass, 11 x 3 x 3 inches


Leo Medrano, Strange Friends, 2013, architectural scale model pieces, ballast, acrylic, glass, 5 x 3 x 3 inches


Leo Medrano, Strange Friends, 2013, architectural scale model pieces, ballast, acrylic, glass, 5 x 3 x 3 inches

Medrano brings kitsch and fear together in a way that my grandmother would snicker at and then use as an object lesson. "Listen here. If a large hairy beast tries to befriend you in the woods..."--DL


Leo Medrano, End of the Road (detail), 2013, architectural scale model pieces, ballast, acrylic, glass, 11 x 3 x 3 inches


Leo Medrano, End of the Road (detail), 2013, architectural scale model pieces, ballast, acrylic, glass, 11 x 3 x 3 inches

I know Leo Medrano as a magazine publisher (Role A|F|M) first and an artist second. What I had seen of his art was painted under the name "Leosapien" and seemed like a mixture of street art and pop surrealism/low brow art. I can't say it ever made much of an impression on me. End of the Road and Strange Friends, however, really impressed me. They seem utterly different from his earlier artistic output.

End of the Road is a tiny sculptural tableau depicting a Hollywood movie-style standoff. A man standing beside a VW Bug is holding a gun to a woman's head and is being confronted by another man holding a rifle. The sculpture is tiny--the figures are less than an inch high. The whole thing is encased in glass. It reminds me of the ship in a bottle sculptures people make. The description says that it is made of architectural scale model pieces, but Medrano must have altered them. I assume you can't get a 1/32 scale model of a guy with a gun to a woman's head off the shelf.

By placing it under glass, Medrano is suggesting a frozen moment in time to be studied, something to be preserved, something fragile. Obviously the image of a ship in a bottle comes to mind, as does the shrunken Kryptonian city of Kandor (and Mike Kelley's many Kandor sculptures). There is something mad-scientist-like about examining these scenes in a glass container, a giant test-tube. The dispassionate presentation of the scene, as if they are specimens under glass, is disquieting.--RB


Susannah Mira, Minature Black Cloud, 2012neoprene foam and wire, dimensions variable

Susannah Mira's "cloud" is simple, repetitive, unobtrusive, but lasting. It hung in my mind through out the duration of my visit and long after.--DL


John Adelman, 32,173 Stitch, 2012, gel, ink on paper mounted on panel, 35 x 48 inches

John Adelman's obsessive-compulsive aesthetic style always connects with that OCD portion of my personality. His work will probably never really change and my enjoyment of it also will probably never wane.--DL

John Adelman's work is the result of an obsessive process. 32,173 Stitch looks like a blue and black shape from a distance, forming a ragged angle at the top and dissolving along the bottom. But when you get close, you see a series of irregular black marks of various sizes with the word "stitch" in blue next to each one. Based on what I know of his previous work, I'm going to guess that those black marks represent some actual thing--perhaps little bits of thread?--that he has carefully drawn. Whatever this thing is, he has drawn 32,173 of them and written the word stitch that many times. And I assume that the process was figured out before he put a single mark on the paper. I've written about Adelman in the past, and what I said then applies to this piece as well. His work is fascinating, rigorous and yet strangely beautiful--RB


John Adelman, 32,173 Stitch (detail), 2012, gel, ink on paper mounted on panel, 35 x 48 inches


Felipe Contreras, Nice Cliff, 2012, acrylic on canvas, 36 x 48 inches

Felipe Contreras also goes by the name Furm. You can see some more of his work under the name Furm at Peveto in its Funkmotor exhibit. Nice Cliff and the pieces in Funkmotor all share a common feature--the white and orange diagonal stripes, the type one sees on roadblocks used by police or road construction crews. It's a simple yet powerful symbol, and Contreras' use of it is playful. In Nice Cliff, he has taken an image of a majestic mountain and rendered it in a faded-back duotone, layering the orange and white caution stripes over it. The Ruscha-like type, written as a hole in the image, adds a flippant irony to the proceedings.--RB


 
Terry Crump, Lucky Day, 2012, acrylic on canvas, 48 x 60 inches

In Crump, I think I've found one of Paul Gauguin's direct descendants. I want to vacation in Crump's aesthetic.--DL

Terry Crump's Lucky Day includes images associated with luck (good and bad)--cards and dice--but central to it is a large pacing tiger in profile, turning its head to look at us. It (and the other figures in the painting--a rabbit, a frog, a bird) are drawn with a black outline and appear somewhat tarnsparent against a background of splashy, riotous color. It's the color that attracted me to this curious painting. Intense and painterly, I suspect Matisse is an influence. The way the color is laid down behind a line drawing, for example, reminds me of The Red Studio. The large size of the canvas is an important factor in what makes Lucky Day work--it forces the viewer to step back to take in the totality of the image. Crump is one of those people that I love to find at The Big Show--a very interesting Houston-area artist who I have never heard of before. After four years of writing this blog, you wouldn't think there'd be any left, but I'm constantly surprised.--RB


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5 x 5 x 5 (plus): Huete, Liscum and Boyd on the Big Show at Lawndale

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Robert Boyd

Since 2009, I've been writing about the annual Big Show at Lawndale. This year's edition was juried by Duncan KacKenzie, the force behind the popular art podcast, Bad at Sports. He's a brash, forceful personality, and I think the art in the show reflects his personality and tastes. So perhaps because of that, I decided that I wanted The Great God Pan Is Dead's posts about the Big Show to be something other than just my opinion. So I enlisted long-time contributor Dean Liscum and new contributor Betsy Huete to help. Three writers, three points of view, three tastes. Each of picked five pieces to write about.

Betsy's five pieces


Melinda Laszczynski, Hold On, 2013, Watercolor, acrylic, tape, wax, beads, 16 x 16 inches 

Dean's five pieces


JooYoung Choi, Sacrifice of Putt-Putt, 2013, acrylic and paper on canvas, 75 x 70 inches

Robert's Five pieces


Avril Falgout, Black Veil Brides, 2013, paper maché, 75 x 50 x 105 inches

But after I chose five pieces, I realized that I really wanted to write about more pieces from the show. So I dragooned Betsy and Dean into picking some "honorable mention" pieces. These we've published in a post called "More from the Big Show."

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Gabrielle Bell on Paul McCarthy (NSFW)

Making art to make a difference at Brasil

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Dean Liscum

Sunday's are generally art free days. Of course, the museums are open and the hoi polloi pour in. But the local galleries and the local artists generally give themselves the day off after a Thursday to Saturday series of openings and parties.



On July 21st, however, several artists associated with ArtBridge Houston, gathered at Brasil on Dunlavy to make some paper sculptures and raise money for the Southside Community Center. Southside provides educational and cultural enrichment programs to kids. Recently, it's been the victim of multiple burglaries in which thieves stole everything of value: 14 computers, 4 digital cameras, 4 TVs and supplies.

Artists Cody Ledvina and Diana Sanchez work as art facilitators (I think that means teacher) and Nick Meriwether is the co-executive director for ArtBridge, which works with Southside.  They figured, how hard would it be to teach adults, most of them artists or at least arts aficionados, to create some orgami sculptures for a donation to help Southside get back on it's technological feet?

They got schooled. The point obviously wasn't the art, but they earnest in their endeavors. After a half-hour and the onset of a migraine headache, I managed an origami box, and Diana Sanchez started a tab at the bar. Other donors proved just as challenging for the facilitators, so we spent most of our time learning about some of the cool things they do at Southside and gossiping about art and artists.

It was a nice way to spend a Sunday evening and a good use of expendable income. If you missed it, it's never too late to donate directly to ArtBridge Houston or contact ArtBridge to see how you can helpout Southside Community Center.  

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Real Estate Art Quiz

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Robert Boyd

One of my favorite websites is Har.com, the website for the Houston Association of Realtors. It's great for browsing the insane variety of dwellings for sale in Houston and vicinity at any given time. For example, the cheapest house for sale right now is this one--yours for $5,900. The realtor gamely describes it thus: "HIGHLY VALUED THREE BEDROOM, ONE FULL BATH HOME IN GREAT NEIGHBORHOOD."

And then there's 511 South Post Oak.  This condo, apparently owned by ValerieSarofim, former daughter-in-law of Fayez Sarofim, is decorated in a highly individual (one might say over-the-top) manner, which caused the timid taste arbiters among the Swamplot commentariat to collectively clutch their pearls. But what fascinated me was seeing the art on her walls. I always look to see what kind of art shows up in these real estate photos, and I've decided I'll share some of them with you in the form of a quiz. Can you identify the art in this home for sale?

Now it's not surprising that the former daughter-in-law of a famous art collector would own some art herself. So the object of this quiz is for you to identify the art in Valerie Sarofim's condo.



I'm going to take the first guess. I'm pretty sure the painting hanging on that purple wall is by Rob Reasoner, who specializes is supercolorful striped paintings. Reasoner has a nice show up right now at McClain Gallery through August 24, so you can check out his art in person if you like.



There is the big colorful picture on the left and the pair on either side of the red lamps. Any theories on who the artists are?



Of the two pictures on the right, the bottom looks just a tad familiar. But what about the one above it?



Here's another view of those two paintings.



The bottom of the stairs has an intriguing piece. And then there is that series in the stairwell.



Here's a better view of the stairwell pictures.


So, given this real estate photographer's view of the inside of Valerie Sarofim's condo, do you have any guesses about the identity of the artworks and the artists who made them? Put your answers in the comments. And if enough of you like this feature, I'll try to run it semi-regularly--at least, whenever I notice a house for sale with interesting art in it.


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Pan Recommends for the week of July 25 to July 31

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Robert Boyd

It's not quite the dog days of summer, but with triple digit temperatures, things are slowing down in Houston considerably. The events below are just about everything happening this weekend as far as art goes (I may have missed something--if I did, feel free to mention it in the comments). Fortunately, it all looks pretty fun--fun enough to brave the soul-crushing heat to see!

FRIDAY

 
my autographed copy of Do It: The Compendium

Do It: Houston with Regina Agu, Debra Barrera, Caleb Churchill, Joseph Cohen, Jamal Cyrus, Jack Eriksson, David Feil, Lauren Moya Ford, Joseph Havel, Rachel Hecker, Katy Heinlein, Otis Ike, Jang Soon Im, Erin Joyce, Autumn Knight, Cody Ledvina, Massa Lemu, Gabriel Martinez, Ayanna Jolivet McCloud, Senalka Mcdonald, Madsen Minax, Mari Omori, Mark Harold Ponder, Davide Savorani, Carrie Marie Schneider, Patrick Turk, and Ronnie Yates, organized by Max Fields and Olivia Junell at Alabama Song, 6 to 9 pm. Do It celebrates the 25th anniversary of Hans Ulrich Obrist's Do It project and the recent publication of the Do It: The Compendium. I'm mainly curious to see Alabama Song (with a name like that, they better have a whiskey bar). They have an Indie Go Go campaign going right now, and I want to see this show before I decide whether or not to contribute!

Salon des Refusés 2013, part 2, with Magdalena Abrego, Megan Badger, Nicole Bean, N. Blanca, Cherie Bright, Aaron Castro, Diane Fraser, Quinn Hagood, Sarah Hamilton, Jane B. Honovich, Luke Ikard, David Letchford, Rebecca Lowe, Jonathan Lowe, Yma Luis, Michael Mallory, Penny McDonald, Adrienne Meyers, Eric Ockrassa, Kati Ozanic-Lemberger, Annette K. Palmer, Tony Parana, Tara Ratliff, Peggy Sexton, Caleb Sims, Karen Smith, Joelle Verstraeten, Joyce Matula Welch and Jo Zider at BLUEorange, 6 pm. This is week 2 of BLUEorange's four week series of pop-up exhibits of artists who failed to get selected for the Big Show at Lawndale.

SATURDAY


Denise Prince, Warm Grape Soda, photograph on acrylic, 5 x 5 inches

The 5th annual Visual Stimulus Package at GGallery, open for viewing at 11 am and then for buying at 6 pm. Apama Mackey's annual pop-up show of inexpensive artworks by well-known Houston artists is back. All art is either $50, $100 or $200. This show usually has some great stuff, and the prices are unbeatable.


Tod Bailey, Hide Out, 2013, oil on canvas, 70 x 65 inches

Open, an Artists Studio Event with Tod Bailey, Karim Alston and Richard Garcia at Summer Street Studios, 3 pm to 9 pm. Three painters show their work in this show organized by Jay Wehnert of Intuitive Eye.


A piece by Dylan Roberts

New Paintings by Brandon, Dylan, Guillaume and Isaiah (i.e., Brandon Araujo, Dylan Roberts, Guillaume Gelot and Isaiah López) at the MAS Exhibition Space at Spring Street Studios, 6 to 10 pm. The ever-evolving Montrose Art Society has some new young members apparently--it should be a show worth checking out.

WEDNESDAY

 
Julon Pinkston, Shirtless, Young and Catching Flesh, 2013, acrylic on wood panel, 10 x 7 x 2 inches

The Big Slide Show Artist talk: July 31 and August 1, 6–7 pm each night at Lawndale Art Center.Every year, Lawndale gives its Big Show artists an opportunity to talk about their work. This talk is split over two nights--Wednesday's talk features John Adelman , Kari Breitigam Adrian Landon Brooks, Felipe Contreras, Jennifer Ellison, Avril Falgout, Luna Gajdos, Jeremy Keas, Galina Kurlat, Melinda Laszczynski, David McClain, Susannah Mira, Julon Pinkston, Eduardo Portillo, Kay Sarver, John Slaby, Alexine O. Stevens and Martin Wnuk.


Jim Nolan window thingy

Window into Houston: Jim Nolan shifting SCALE at 110 Milam St., 8 to 10 pm. Even though the new improved Blaffer Museum is complete, they are continuing their fun series of window exhibits downtown, this time with Mr. Matter-of-Fact himself, sculptor Jim Nolan.

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