While strolling around Mexico City recently, my eyes were filled with so many beautiful images layered upon each other that it was overwhelming. Sometimes we forget to stop, focus and appreciate one image alone. Here are some images when viewed by themselves are fascinating.
The stark beauty of the Mojave Desert is also a magnet for creatives that work outside the mainstream. Think of ballerina Marta Becket who stumbled upon an abandoned theater in Death Valley and took that on as her life mission. The Amargosa Opera House saw performances by Marta every week for four decades, and in her spare time, she embellished the inside of the opera house with fantastical murals of an audience painted in naive style.
Or consider Noah Purifoy‘s outdoor Desert Art Museum in Joshua Tree, California. Purifoy lived for the last fifteen years of his life creating ten-acres full of large-scale sculpture on the desert floor. Constructed entirely from discarded junk, the Desert Art Museum helps visitors appreciate the landscape, and think about environment in California.
As a native of the high desert north of Los Angeles, I have an eternal fascination with artists that are attracted to the stark landscape and utilize existing landscapes or built structures to create their art. On a recent walk through the Rosamond desert, just outside of a subdivision, I was thrilled to see an art installation of painted boulders, carefully arranged and painted red, white and blue. The rocks are placed in lines that lead outward into the desert – perhaps pointing out a way out from the subdivision.
Will report back on the artist’s progress on my next visit.
Here is an article that discusses outsider art published in Frieze Magazine
“A tragic reality of today is reflected in the true plight of our spiritual existence: we are spineless and cannot stand straight.”
The exhibit piece pictured at left is created from rebar, straightened and cut and arranged across the gallery floor in undulating waves, perhaps to match the seismic force of the 2008 earthquake. Over 5,000 students and teachers were killed in the sub-par school construction in the Sichuan province.
The piece is entitled “Straight. ” Just one piece of this amazing exhibit – don’t miss it if you are in Brooklyn.
Photo of the exhibit by Linda Marston-Reid.
Are you an artist? How will your art reflect you long after you are gone?
This past week I had the pleasure of thinking deeply about this when I attended the retrospective of a major regional artist in the Mid-Hudson area. The walls of both exhibits were hung in salon style, because literally there would not be enough wall space to show the hundreds of paintings. Nothing in Margaret Crenson’s world was ordinary – she painted the mundane items of a kitchen in full swing canning tomatoes to the ethereal Hudson Valley landscape with the same brilliant artist’s eye. The work utilizes a good amount of palette knife painting, which shows off her sure placement of the paint. This prompted my thinking about how a body of work can reflect back on the life of the artist, as well as stories from collectors, neighbors and family.
I felt fortunate to be included among the group of those that knew Margaret Crenson as a person, which helped me makes sense of the artworks surrounding me. She seemed to have a keen wit, and a close connection with nature and animals. All of the signals coming out from her art, from the sly placement of the unexpected animal in the picture frame, to the elevation of the industrial building as an object of portraiture, makes me understand that she was an artist that lived her life to the fullest – loving the world that she was a part of and leaving a world with her artistic interpretation of all that she touched.
What could be better than that?
A Sherpa in my music life – he went onward to his next destination yesterday. I am grateful for his creativity, a voice that spoke out about the American life interwoven in music.
For the past three years, artist-curator Bibiana Huang Matheis invites the Hudson Valley regional artists to participate in the exhibit, “Meeting Past,” at the Akin Library and Museum. There are many unique qualities about this exhibit, beginning with the site – an elegant late Victorian stone structure sited on Pawling’s Quaker Hill. The building contains historical and natural history collections year round, and the invitation to 82 contemporary artists to install their artworks among these collections energizes the space with new meaning.
Entering the building, look up and see Amy Manso’s vessels created from recyclable papers and plastics floating above your head. Her sculptural pieces are normally mounted as sculptural wall pieces, and the curator decided to suspend them at the same height as the period chandeliers.
Directly ahead through double pocket doors, the library awaits – artworks are discretely displayed on the shelves next to the collection. On the wall, Dick Crenson’s “The First Heist,” an installation of copper wire reminiscent of a delicate line drawing, complete with Adam giving Eve a boost up to reach the apple. The library also has blue velvet tufted sofas: a felted fabric piece by Pawling resident, Pat Corrigan is displayed as a casual throw across the back of the sofa, just like at grandma’s house.
After exploring the main floor, head upstairs to the local history collections of the Historical Society Museum. Here we see photos of the people who lived here 100 years ago, alongside their treasured possessions, such as the engraved gold thimble from the Akin family. Look closely inside the glass vitrines, though, because you will be on the treasure hunt of your life as you explore the artifacts alongside the artist’s work; for instance, Jeep Johnson’s melted glass and iron sculptures fit compatibly aside the rusted rail road spikes and branding irons. Saddles on display from 1888 now have a backdrop of Joan Blazis Levitt’s luscious horse paintings, and Elisa Pritzker’s painted antlers sit side-by-side with China pieces owned by Harriet Taber Akin. Even the windows offer a view into the past, with Cindy Snow’s “Through Grandma’s Window” casually placed on the windowsill. As you move down to the lower floor, don’t miss Rosalind Schneider’s shimmering tree paintings placed in an alcove, appearing like an altar in a sacred space.
Head downstairs to the lower level, which houses the Olive Gunnison Natural History Museum. The overwhelming displays of minerals, vitrines with taxidermy animals, birds, butterflies and rocks now share space with specimen jars filled with meaningful items to Bibiana Huang Matheis, curator of this exhibit. The jars entitled the “Soul of an Artist” contain Chinese porcelain and Virgin Mary statuettes bound together with golden thread. Placement of the objects into a bell jar creates a sense of precious preservation, causing the observer to stop and ponder why this particular object holds meaning.
The opening reception had a one-time opportunity to see the performance piece presented by Jeff Johnson – an enormous bell jar with a live human woman folded neatly inside the glass. Her 10-minute performance stints during the evening stopped the crowds with a variety of comments, from brilliant to misogynistic. Ultimately, it may have been the horror of seeing another human relegated to the aging collections of unborn animals floating in brine, stuffed birds placed in glass cases that triggered the emotional response.
Look for the music room, also located in the lower level, and step inside to hear Riva Weinstein’s installation of sounds collected from local places as you inspect the anthropological assortment of musical instruments. This floor holds many beautiful pieces of art that speak with the objects that have been in this collection for decades, such as Leigh Williams’ honeycomb monoprints, and Liliana Washburn’s delicate paintings on Yupo Paper displayed behind glass, like much of the formerly living things now on display. While you are downstairs, don’t forget to visit the bathroom and see the “Three Mens” mini-gallery of bathroom photos featuring several decades of “Bathroom Photography” by Jeep Johnson, a sound installation by Dick Crenson, and featuring emerging documentary bathroom photographer, Scott Marston-Reid. During the opening, a camera was left in the bathroom for participants to take their own bathroom photograph – documenting their own creative vision of the bathroom.
The Akin Free Library and Museum is located at 378 Old Quaker Hill Road, Pawling. Hours: Friday, Saturday and Sunday – 1 to 4PM. The exhibit runs through October 27.
Pop-Up is more than an annoying ad that jumps in front of the image that you are watching on your computer screen. Lately the pop-up has morphed into an opportunistic entrepreneur opening a shop in an empty store for a short period of time. Artists have also embraced this idea by bringing their artwork and creating an instant gallery exhibit with the “pop-up gallery.” This is an exciting concept since it bypasses gatekeepers that turn away emerging artists, or artists that are experimenting with a new medium or series.
There are many empty commercial buildings in the town where I live and few places for artists to exhibit their work. It only seemed natural to ask the owners of these spaces to borrow them for a weekend and invite artists to bring their work to create an instant art exhibit. The instantaneous nature of the pop-up exhibits assumes that all of the artworks will somehow fit into the space, even when hanging the work salon style. For the past year a small team of artists and arts activists have created pop-up galleries in this town – the artists have sold some work, gotten exhibition experience and local residents are cognizant of the community of artists that live here. For a brief time, artists shared their fresh artworks, and an unfinished commercial space was filled with people. All of these outcomes are positive – any activity that encourages the community to recognize the value that artists bring to the community sounds great to me.
- The End Of The Art Gallery? (leftandcenter.com)