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Sunday, November 7, 2010

The zen of Rich Bowman...Steppenwolf II: the struggle between the individual and mass production continues...halfway is no good, it's all or nothing...don't go there, Sickman!...full circle at Krzyz...finding the 5th dimension at Bespoke

            Ah, November, soon to be December.  Most of the leaves have fallen from the trees and the recent chill in the air is a reminder of the long, cold winter that will soon be here.  November is even more difficult for a non-Republican in Kansas during an election year.  It seems that voting for any other party in this state is the definition of futility.  But what better way to escape thinking about the greed-driven Sam Brownback and his oncoming pseudo-theocracy than to get lost in some wonderful paintings?
BEST IN SHOW - Rich Bowman at the Blue Gallery
            One of Rich Bowman’s paintings was granted the cover of the Pitch’s Crossroads Exhibition Guide, and it proves my belief that art must be seen in person to appreciate it.  On the guide cover, his painting “Clinton County Rise” looks more or less like a standard landscape painting with the red rays of the setting sun glinting off the fields silhouetting the darkened forms of trees.  It is a well-photographed reproduction, but being less than 1/16th the size of the actual work there is no way it could possibly capture how magnificent the painting is.
            Bowman’s paintings are the type you can get lost in, and there are several factors that contribute to this.  First is the size of his work.  The aforementioned painting measures 52” by 52”, and even it is modestly sized compared to some of his other paintings that have measurements no smaller than 6’ in either direction.  Even when the work itself is modestly sized, he still fits in huge landscapes using panoramic views and scaling the scenes down appropriately. 
            It is important when painting any scenes this large is including the right amount of detail.  The most common tendency is to simplify everything because it’s quicker, but if the whole painting is overly simplified then it offers the viewer nothing more than what can be seen in a quick glance.  On the other hand, if too much attention to detail is given to the entire painting it can become overwhelming, leaving the viewer without any distinct focal points and unsure of where they should be looking.  Bowman is able to repeatedly find the perfect balance between scale and detail in his paintings, giving the viewer a potentially long visual journey.  The more sparse areas are still interesting enough to examine, but they are not so loaded with information as to distract from the busier highlights.
            I call his paintings landscapes, but it is the sky that actually dominates most of his compositions.  Large cloud formations are captured under dynamic lighting situations, and in the mixes of clouds and empty sky he creates a wealth of subtle detail that is accented with areas of intensely painted information.  His painting “Scottsdale Eve” is an excellent example of his skillful use of subtlety.  A majority of the painting is a muted gray haze and empty sky, but he instills a richness in these areas with soft gradations of color that create a believable environment for the highlighted feature of the cloud formation to exist in.  Looking at his paintings is equal to the sensation of looking at a breathtaking sunset in real life.
            The key element that ties all of Bowman’s paintings together is his understanding of light.  The brilliant dashes of highlights that show the path of the light as it cuts through the scenes are perfect.  It is as if he’s not actually painting the scenes themselves, but they are only a framework for him to carry the light through.  Even in his painting “Rolling Along” where there is not a strong light source, it is the atmospheric glow of the sun’s light diffusing on a cloudy day that elevates to being more than a typical landscape scene.  There were only two paintings in the show that used a more typical overhead light source, and indeed they didn’t really compare to the other works with fiery streaks of orange on the horizon or glowing orbs of clouds seen in the final moments of the day.
            Sunrises and sunsets are two of the most beautiful things that can be seen on a daily basis.  The sights and colors that can be seen during these times are unique and fleeting, disappearing right before our eyes.  Bowman is able to capture snapshots of these scenes that accurately capture the power and wonder behind them by doing this using paint instead of a camera, where the artistic understanding and appreciation of these scenes can show through.  I recommend seeing these paintings in person to understand the full scope of his work, but his works are also available on his website here.
Jim Hesse at the Leedy-Voulkos
            Jim Hesse’s work at the Leedy-Voulkos projects an impression of him being a very unique character.  From his assemblages of found materials, mostly old metal components from unknown origins, I imagine Hesse as an elderly man in the country with a white beard, trucker cap, flannel shirt, and overalls.  Either that or he obtained all these materials from someone who looks like that, because typically the only place to find a lot of materials like these is in a scrap heap on a farm.
            Most of the work on display are grids of metal scraps that have been patched together with rivets.  Some of the scraps have designs on them, some are chunks of old license plates, but most of them are unrecognizable pieces of metal.  In a few places metal objects such as house address numbers are fixed into the surface.  Most of the plain pieces of metal have splotches of paint on them, but it’s not obvious if this paint was applied by the artist or if it is from the metal’s original use. 
            Looking at one of these metal works individually is pretty interesting.  The viewer is forced to think about the components of the assemblage abstractly, and once this happens there is plenty to inspect.  There are several hundred rivets holding the patchwork pattern together, and all of the small dings and imperfections in the metal become part of a collage that tells a story about the history of the materials.  Even if a piece of the assemblage is recognizable as an object, it doesn’t stand out.  Presenting the materials in this way makes the viewer consider the physicality of the work, which ascribes a new meaning to the otherwise random collection of metal.  It is like a story quilt, one that tells a tale about a rural industrial/agricultural way of life that is disappearing and being replaced by the sleek, the shiny, and the new.
            The trouble is that there is not only one of these assemblages in the show.  There are about ten of these works, all very similarly constructed.  It is like seeing the same piece reconstructed multiple times, which causes the viewer’s mind to drift back out of looking abstractly at the materials.  They want to see something unique in each artwork, and when the pieces are very similar they begin to think in terms of what it is actually made out of, and it loses its magic.  Once you start thinking in terms of labels – I see a license plate, part of a sign, rivets, a tin ceiling tile, part of a car fender, etc. – the piece becomes no more interesting than those objects are by themselves.  On one grid he creates some relief forms by raising parts of the surface, but it’s not enough of an addition to make it interesting.  Another piece features some of the metal scraps arranged more freehandedly on a mostly plain metal surface.  This is a step closer to successfully reworking the materials with some variety, but in the context of the rest of the show it isn’t enough.  When viewed together, each piece goes from being a story quilt back to a pile of metal. 
            The pieces in the other portion of Hesse’s show, a collection of quirky birdhouse structures also made from found materials, have no problems competing with each other.  The origin of the materials does not come to mind because it is taking in the new structure that was created out of them.  Each one is constructed to hold a different sized bird egg, and while some might consider them more folk art than fine art, they are very nice structures to look at.  There are so many differences in how each one is constructed, each one retains a very distinct character, and draws you into thinking about the object and its purpose rather than what it’s made of.
Diane Boone at Studio b
            Apparently Studio b is the place to be if you’re a fauvist painter.  In September I reviewed Anne Garney’s paintings there, and this month is Diane Boone, a painter who works much more closely to the style of Matisse than the previous show.  Unfortunately, I’m pretty lukewarm on Matisse.  I just can’t appreciate some of his works from my modern perspective, but he also has some other work that I can enjoy.  Like Matisse, Boone has some parts of her work that I respond well to, and some parts that I don’t. 
            The first thing I notice when looking at the work is the very active brushstrokes.  She uses very large brushes to quickly block out shapes in the composition, and true to the fauvist style does it using very saturated color mixtures.  On a few of her paintings she goes on to define these areas with outlines and developing more of a definite structure throughout the piece.  These were the ones that I respond to better because they have definition and feel complete.  But there are several pieces where the definition lacks, making the painting feel unresolved.
            Boone’s two paintings with houses in them show a contrast of the resolved and unresolved methods in her work.  In both of these paintings the house feels grounded.  It has a definite structure that we can easily understand.  They may not be exquisitely painted, but they’re believable.  But then the foreground consists of many formless, swirling, multicolored brush strokes that are harder to deal with.  The color choices seem random, and there is no detail work to give us a sense of space or form to the land that this house should be resting on.  It creates a lot of visual confusion by creating an unbelievable space for a believable object to exist in. 
            Among all the landscapes, some are better than others, but they are for the most part dominated by this sort of non-committed mark making.  The lack of definition gives them an unfinished look, and the raw colors bring to mind a child’s crayon drawings.   These are not bad qualities in and of themselves, but they are qualities that need to be well integrated into a piece to work, and most of the paintings don’t have the unity necessary to make it believable.
            In addition to the fauvist paintings there are a few purely abstract paintings are perhaps the most interesting part of the show.  Unlike her other work, abstract paintings don’t present the viewer with a space that is to be made sense of.  I did notice that Boone’s brushwork instilled a lot of motion into the work, which in the case of a landscape doesn’t help it become more believable, but is a great asset in an abstract painting where the artist needs to make the viewer’s eyes move using only the brush.  The abstract works seem to reference the natural scenes she’s dealing with in most of her work, but it is a better approach for her free-form, emotion driven style.
Linda Sickman at {:m gallery
            I have to admit I was driven to Linda Sickman’s show by an unbearable curiosity to see what exactly “Gourd Work” meant.  And quite literally, she makes artwork out of gourds.
            To be precise, she makes gourds into imitations of Native American pottery, which was actually pretty cool because the color and texture of the gourds makes it actually look like an old pot.  The pattern work is very intricate and well done, and while it’s no comparison to the actual pots of the southwest Native Americans, it is still pretty interesting.  I saw an exhibit of southwestern pots a few years ago and was floored by the intricate psychedelic designs they used.  Sickman’s gourds use parts of what I saw in those pots in a more simple patterned way.  When she uses animal images they strongly resemble traditional images, but in a slightly modernized way that avoids crossing over into being cheesy. 
            I do have some reservations about part of the show, which consists of several “Indian heads”.  I don’t have a problem with non-native people incorporating traditional imagery into their work.  Native art is wonderful and should be used as a source of inspiration for modern artists, but these works are borderline offensive.  They obviously aren’t meant to be so, but creating decorative caricatures of people from another culture just isn’t respectful.  It plays on old stereotypes that while not negative, shouldn’t be perpetuated, especially by a person not of that culture.
Todd Meyers at Krzyz Photo
            Krzyz Photo is a funny little space, I never know what to expect out of it.  I’ve seen some very good shows there, but then some months it is closed, and in September I went there only to find that there was no actual art show but several vendors selling various handmade items.  I’m not even sure how ‘Krzyz’ is pronounced.  But this month the space housed an interesting collection of mixed media works by Todd Meyers.
            Meyers’s work uses an old idea that I played around with in the past: spontaneity - specifically, the spontaneous mark-making ability of water.  He applies thin watercolor washes on heavy paper and allows the material to form different marks and features as it dries.  There doesn’t seem to be much reworking or layering the paint either, however it looks after one shot is how it looks.  What makes this effective is that there is also an element of control involved in the process.  He doesn’t just allow the water to go wherever it pleases, he masks off certain areas for it to run free, creating a contrast between spontaneity and control that is so universal it works almost every time. 
            In a few pieces he uses this technique to portray images of the land, linking the qualities of the medium to that of the land, both of them possessing a sense of order while still not being completely under control.  On these particular pieces, the land is farmland, which provides another framework of order.  It is not a wild land, it has had a will impressed upon it.  This is accentuated by precise technical lines inked over the image.  These lines highlight the imaginary geometrical ideals that we impose on the earth, and provide a good balance between control and lack thereof in the work.
            There is a strong presence of circles in the work and they enhance both the technical and organic aspects of the images.  The circle is the only geometric form that occurs naturally, and it is also loaded with symbolic meaning.  He uses circles that are very precise which complements the hard-edged technical lines in the work, and also uses cups to apply watercolors in a circle that then bleed.  These are still technically perfect circles, but under the influence of disorder referenced in the rest of the water media.  These circles, as is the nature of the circle, bring everything back around and unify the work, integrating the natural and geometric orders.
            It also ties in a third element I haven’t mentioned yet, which is the element of religion.  Several of the pieces clearly depict crosses in the composition, one of which has red circles that were allowed to drip all the way to the bottom, an obvious reference to the blood of the crucifixion.  I don’t really care for the straightforward nature of this piece, but I can appreciate the circle as representing the idea of god.  Emerson once wrote an essay about circles and said that god is a circle whose central point is everywhere, all encompassing.  The circle represents a connection between ideas of perfection and nature.  The circle represents eternity.  It is an amazing shape, and it makes Meyers’s art work very well.
Kevin Ritchie at Bespoke Salon
            Bespoke Salon is not too far off the beaten path in the Crossroads, but it is inconspicuous.  It is part of a row of buildings where the gallery guide says there are several venues showing, but in real life they just appear to be several different businesses.  But when I saw a gigantic painting of four women puking multi-colored streams onto a white tablecloth, there was no mistaking that there was something worth looking at, and I had to go in.
            Kevin Ritchie uses an insane hyper-realism in his paintings that is normally reserved for fantasy art.  I honestly can’t imagine how long these paintings took him with so much intense detail on so many large surfaces.  He paints so realistically it goes beyond realism.  It’s like looking into another dimension, which is good because his imagery is equally surreal. 
            His paintings place people in a stark contrast with the natural world, with just a bit of twisted humor.  Two children are shown close to grizzly bears, completely unaware of the potential danger in the situation.  They could just as easily appear in a family photo album.  A painting of two gorillas shows a litter of cats intermingling with leopards, a funny link that doesn’t often occur to people. 
            The painting that originally caught my attention is called “Beauty Knows No Pain”.  Is it just a coincidence that this painting was hung in a beauty salon?  Some may find the painting too confrontational, but that’s why I like it: it’s shocking.  It’s hard to look away if this painting is within sight.  Plus the women appear to be rather calm and casual in this scene, with one of them looking coyly up at the viewer as a stream of purple liquid oozes from her mouth.  It is surreal and unworldly, and it makes sense in the series of bizarre images with humans existing in opposition with the natural world. 


Sunday, September 5, 2010

September, 2010...Jonah Criswell's tap water tastes funny...The Blue Gallery turns 10...No leftover scraps at the Beggar's Table...It's always a mixed bag at the Leedy-Voulkos, but mixed nuts?...Blown away at studio b

Welcome to the first edition of First Fridays in Kansas City Review!

        Being my first attempt to do a multi-show review, I didn’t have much of a plan as to how to go about doing it. My goal was to look at and review as much work as possible, which after writing this entry I realize is not feasible. In the future I will develop criteria that will limit the number of shows being reviewed. Rule #1 is going to be: no more reviewing group shows. But for now you’re going to have to deal with this marathon of a blog post. If you get bored, just skip to the end. It’s worth it.


Jonah Criswell at the Cocoon Gallery

        The Cocoon Gallery at Arts Incubator near 18th and Baltimore in the Crossroads is a First Fridays stronghold that consistently attracts good shows. This month’s show of paintings by Jonah Criswell titled “Reside” is not a departure from this norm.

        The show is divided into two halves: four monumental scaled paintings of an apartment interior, and three mid-sized graphite drawings of the same subject. The paintings grab your attention immediately, being roughly 6’x6’, but it’s the fine attention to detail, excellent use of color, and subtle warping of spatial relations that keeps you looking at them.

        Three of the four paintings in a series titled “We Are Home” portray a living area, and the treatment of the wood floors is perhaps the most interesting part of the work. By using warm and cool mixtures to capture different tones of light reflections and texture, the viewer is given a heightened and interpreted sense of an otherwise everyday subject. Equal attention is paid to all surfaces in the work, but the floor offers the most play in light, and rightfully dominates the compositions.

        The warping of the space is the magic ingredient that activates the paintings with a sense of life. The floor is shown from an overhead angle that doesn’t always match the walls, which have a tendency to twist as they go up, and the floorboards do not follow realistic parallel patterns. The furniture also shifts in perspective through the space. If the perspective were rendered completely realistically, the paintings would probably be rather boring. Instead, the small tweaks in angles cause your brain to start scrambling all over the painting trying to figure it out, and it’s effective because the changes are not major enough to make it unbelievable. Rather, it is a closer representation of how our brains recall a space than how it perceives it through our eyes, and creates a unique, exciting space to look at.

        The fourth painting, showing a view over a shower curtain rail in a bathroom, is not as interesting. The composition is very symmetrical and dominantly a drab green. The darkness of the space does not offer itself to the same amount of detail as the other paintings, and the room dimensions looking unrealistically constrained around a window in the center. The only thing for the viewer to grasp onto is the soft glow of light reaching the ceiling from the window, which is not remarkable enough to carry the piece by itself.

        Perhaps to prove that the warped perspectives in the paintings are purposeful, Criswell’s graphite drawings are rendered as perfectly realistic, at least in terms of perspective. These interior spaces are very meticulously drawn interiors with light vertical stripes and patchworks of darker areas throughout the drawing. I probably wouldn’t have guessed that they were drawings of low-res apartment ads if it wasn’t for the obvious pixilation happening in “Beautiful 1 Bedroom Loft Great Kitchen”. The pixilation in this drawing is overbearing, distracting from the skill it took to manually draw the image, and it ends up coming off gimmicky. Still, the other two drawings didn’t fall victim to this and have enough happening in the mixture of abstraction into the image to make it fun to look at.

        Overall a good show, the concept is also enjoyable. Criswell’s work is also effective in getting the viewer to consider what makes a home, and what makes a space unique to us, but you don’t have to get into that realm of thinking to enjoy the work. It is enough of an idea to carry the work conceptually without being so overly-important that it distracts from the interesting spaces he creates.



The Blue Gallery

        “Spectacle” at the Blue Gallery features a handful of their 43 represented artists in a 10th anniversary exhibition. Apparently the Blue Gallery is bipolar, predominantly embracing realistic figure work, but also hosting a fair number of abstract artists. It’s not a bad thing, just unexpected.

Jhina Alvaredo

        Jhina Alvaredo uses gorgeous technique to create her series “Forgotten Memories”. A majority of the images is an empty off-white space, and she paints her figures in an antique gray that allows them to visually merge with the white, making it atmospheric. The whole painting is then covered in encaustic wax, which gives the perfect finish to her antique photo subjects.

        Where I’m not convinced by her work is the decision to place black bands over the eyes of all the figures. Alvaredo’s statement says “I block out the eyes so that the viewer can take part of each memory as if it were their own.” Blocking the eyes is a very bold move. It is the very first thing the viewer notices, and it does not help the viewer take part in the memory. In “Fire Island” it makes the two men appear to be involved in a possibly scandalous tryst they don’t want their family to find out about. “Upward Gaze” could be found in an album insert for Rage Against the Machine, appearing to make a statement about blindness and oppression in a seemingly wholesome American. The images are interesting and nice to look at, but the intended message is not getting through with this device.

Nicole Cawlfield

        Another artist working in the antique motif, Cawlfield pulls it off rather flawlessly. Her work is a great object by placing photo transfers onto old, beaten tin ceiling tiles for a frame. It fits the imagery perfectly, and recalls the tin daguerreotypes of the 1800’s. There was no statement available for her work, but I was curious to know if the photos were found or shot recently, because they actually look like genuine photos of freak shows in the 20’s. They are very fun and appealing pieces that make us think about what it means to think of someone as a freak or an oddity, and how that perception either has or hasn’t changed in our modern times.

Bernal Koehrsen

        Koehrsen’s paintings are a mix of fantasy art, pop art, geometric abstraction, and freeform abstraction. My first impression is that his work is an example of art as process, and sure enough his statement says that the series represent his long journey of surrendering himself to God so that he might take the identity of God. I won’t try to type the name of the deity for fear of getting it wrong, but it appears to be a part of Hindu or another Indian religion.

        Some things that work in these paintings are the intense layering and organic patterning of shapes. He has done enough work on the canvas that you can get really close and discover many surprises in the mixture of materials. There are also several different methods of applying paint which contributes to the depth of the work. Without that it would probably appear flat and stagnant, but the depth provides movement and energy in the forms.

        However, this effect doesn’t always work well. When the looser, expressive marks are more subdued and contribute to the background and overall atmosphere, it gives a logical order to the piece and works well. When the frontal forms are hand-painted in contrast to perfect geometric forms in the background, it looks a awkward, as if the hand-painted forms were an afterthought and he didn’t want to take the time to give them the same treatment. I’m also not sold on the excessive use of bright neon paint, but that’s really a personal hang-up, so take that with a grain of salt.

Dale Jarrett

        The paintings Jarrett had on display are shameless rip-offs of Franz Kline, and not even worth looking at. Abstract expressionism has been done to death, and lifting an idea from another artist is just a bad idea in general.








Joe Gregory

        Gregory’s paintings are hard for me to form an opinion about because they are so… weird. He paints very confrontational images of figures, and paints them billboard size just to make sure they don’t escape your attention.

        As far as I can tell, his work is designed to make you uncomfortable. The largest painting, “Cracked”, shows two obese nude women in luchador masks standing pressed together, and they are still too large to fit onto the roughly 15’x6’ canvas. They both have surgery scars on their chest which adds to the discomfort of looking at the image. Despite being very nicely painted, the imagery makes you want to look away. His statement says that his figures are a reaction to the unrealistic portrayal of bodies in the media, so in this painting we can conclude that we are in fact being shown “normal” bodies and get the point, but then the other two works really throw me for a loop.

        The first shows a newborn craning its pained-looking wrinkled face towards the viewer, and the other shows a nude masked man hunkered down on the floor, with a mirror showing a reflection of a vagina instead of the penis seen on the figure. I wouldn’t say the work is bad in any capacity, I kind of like it, but I’m just not sure what I’m supposed to think. It’s similar to the reaction I get sometimes from reading William S. Burroughs, where you are confronted with something so strangely outlandish, and sometimes grotesque, that it warps your mind. And if you continue to be exposed to similar material eventually your mind warps to the point that it makes sense, and you can enjoy it as easily as you do anything else.


Jennifer Rivers at The Beggar’s Table

        Over the past few months I’ve come to find The Beggar’s Table an unexpectedly good gallery. I’ve typically seen emerging artists of varying levels there, and always been impressed by work that was above my expectations. This show came off a little underwhelming, perhaps because I’ve developed some expectations about the gallery.

        All of Rivers’ acrylic paintings are abstract in the strictest sense. There is almost no intent of creating structure in any of the paintings, and it’s difficult to find a plane of color swaths engaging – especially when canvas after canvas is painted using the same structure-less formula. A handful of the pieces stood out as better, and even enjoyable, by beginning to suggest some abstract forms. Once the brain has a shape to play with, it can imagine a lot of things. It can see the sun setting over a rock ridge in the west as clouds roll in, or a hill side overlooking a frozen pond with snow drifts on the bank. The pieces that allowed this ability to imagine show some promise.

        A lot of the paintings use very simple color schemes too, which works well in the paintings that have some form and causes the formless ones to become even flatter and less interesting. The one thing that really would help all the pieces is the artist’s hand. All of the paint looks to be applied with larger brushes, which doesn’t allow us to see the artist’s actual influence in the pieces. Rivers doesn’t have to abandon the style she’s working in now completely, but she needs to find a way to make it her own, because the look of the work is so anonymous that it would be hard to remember or distinguish it from someone else doing something similar.

The Leedy-Voulkos Art Center

Kristin Goering

        There is no shortage of landscape painting in the Midwest, but Goering found a way to capture the open fields and skies in a fresh way. Her paintings are representational, but not overly rendered so the paint has a chance to remain expressive. Her color choices complement the expressive nature of the brush strokes by being heightened intensity, but not so intense as to look absurd. She is also able to paint trees without them looking overly rigid, plastic, formless, unfinished, or any of the other pitfalls that can often happen when painting them. Close-up, her trees reveal a lattice of many different colors that help in creating form and texture, and far-away trees are simply rendered with a few bold strokes.

        I wouldn’t say that her paintings are impressionistic, but the large brush strokes and rendering are very similar to some post-impressionistic works. She is able to create the illusion of finer detail in the wet paint mixing on the canvas and on the brush. In “Close to Cottonwood Falls” the trees are composed of paint daubs with distinct flecks of whites, reds, and yellows mixed into each stroke, which quickly differentiates the foliage and creates dancing traces of color through the green. It’s hard to tell on paintings like this because there could be many layers of paint underneath, but the finished product looks like it was done very quickly while perfectly describing the land. The perceived spontaneity makes it that much more appealing.

        Goering has a great sense of when to let large brushstrokes stand and when to work over them with smaller brushes, but the component that really pulls it together is her attention to repetition in the landscape. There is an element of order in all the work, whether it is the spacing of the trees in a line along a creek or the furrows of a field, there is an ordered element tying the composition together that makes the work very strong.

        Goering also includes some paintings of flowers in the show, which is strange because they are not nearly as impressive. They lack the same energy seen in the landscapes, the compositions are in tight on a single blossom or two, and they feel stagnant. The background and negative spaces are full of bland “grass” strokes (despite having a few good paintings of grass in the show), and the subject isn’t interesting enough to leave the viewer thinking anything more than “that is a painting of a flower.” There are a couple examples of successfully integrating flowers into a larger landscape such as “Black Eyes Susans” and “Sunflower Fields Forever”, but the paintings that focus on flowers keep it from being a flawless show.

        One last thing I would like to comment on is that Goering’s work is priced at a very attainable level. There are a number of pieces I would like to own within my price range, but they are all sold!

Jenny Meyer-McCall

        A second show was in the front space of the gallery. It couldn’t compete with Goering’s work, but it wasn’t without its charm. If I had to guess, I would say that Meyer-McCall did not go to school for art. School tends to push artists into specific ways of working as far as mark making goes, and the strength of her work is that she doesn’t use the same method of painting twice in any of the pieces. It is interesting to see how she decides to approach each piece and make it unique. There is also a lot of collaged material in her paintings which makes it much more compelling than a straight abstract painting. Her pieces are on the small side, but her best one is made of about seven panels hung together on the wall. I would like to see some of this work made in a larger scale, her experimental methods could produce something really exciting.

S. Shaffer

        When I was a younger artist I would sometimes get ideas like “what if I put on a show where I paint three-dimensional pictures of blank canvases on the wall? It’ll be a statement about what art is. It’s not about taking it home and owning it, it’s about blowing your mind and making you think!” But then I’d quickly decide it would be way too much work and I could better spend my time actually making art.
        Well, an artist by the name of S. Shaffer followed through on one of these “what if I put on a show where…” ideas with “Yosemite”. I wouldn’t say I dislike the show, but I wouldn’t call it art so much as a social experiment. The room is entirely illuminated in an electric blue light, and inside are a dozen or so paintings all identical in size. Each canvas is completely white, and in the middle is painted a “.jpg” icon with a photo file name underneath. The only difference on each painting is the name of the file, and one painting in the corner features a full-canvas painting of the boy in the .jpg icon, who I had never noticed before. Clever, right?

        The best part about the show is watching people react to it. Many people just scoff and hustle through. Some people laugh. “This is great comedy. I would love to own any of these” I overheard one person say. Some people pause and analyze them like they’ve been trained to do with art. It really is funny watching someone contemplate paintings that are more or less identical, as if to say “well, its art. I’m supposed to stand and look at it right?”
        I don’t know much about the artist, or even his first name, because he neglected to put it on his artist statement, which reads like a manifesto (I’m referring to the artist as masculine based on the tone of the statement). On its own the show comes off as tongue-in-cheek, but the statement confuses this idea with comments like “nostalgia becomes a thing of the future where anticipation and memory finally make amends in fond and unrelenting dreams of the apocalypse” and “time collapses, horizon lines disappear and reappear without meaning along compressed expanses of virtual highway – the present tense – where roadside bombs share equal time with spicy cucumber salads.” Huh? The text builds from small font to larger, finally capping at “inevitability is the new idealism.” Again, huh? He goes on to claim good painting (and supposedly his) poses a choice.

        So does that mean that painters that paint pictures make inevitable work because it doesn’t let the viewer choose what the picture should be, and if it’s inevitable then that makes it idealistic, and that’s a bad thing like spicy cucumber salad???? Maybe the guy really is nuts. But at the very least he does need to be credited for the extraordinary talent of hand-painting the same thing over and over again with perfect precision, which I suppose doesn’t help in making him look any less nuts.

BEST IN SHOW- Anne Garney at studio b

        I’m giving the best-in-show award for this First Friday to Anne Garney. Her style of painting and subject matter is very simple, but her technique and color choices really make the work something special. The bright orange outlines energize everything in the picture plane without being overpowering because the rest of the color selection is so bright. The hyper-realistic colors work together in a way that makes sense, and the images feel like vivid fantasies. I feel like a little kid again when I look at these, back when the world was a mystical place that, for all you know, there could be a place that looks exactly like that painting does, and you want to go there and see it.

        I get really excited looking at Garney’s paintings, and that’s what art is all about. It’s not necessary to have a super-complex concept to make great art, all you need is a clear vision of what excites you about the world and that energy will be perceived and appreciated by at least one person. For Anne’s prize as best-in-show for First Friday, September, 2010, I will do some promo work for her. I encourage you to visit her site here and see more for yourself.