April, 2011

In the Shadow of Things: Leonie Hampton at Forma

Vernacular photography tells us our story. It shows us who we are and who we want to be. Open any photo album, and you’re confronted with cultural clichés played out to illustrate an ideal of family, success, happiness. No surprise these are the moments we choose to memorialize. These amateur-ish snapshots create an archive of moments of imagined joy; they stop time at the instances[…..]

Jukebox Histories

L.A. Expanded: Notes from the West Coast A weekly column by Catherine Wagley Last night, at a bar beneath a Motel 8 on Sunset and Western, a friend and I got sucked into a great, mammoth of a Jukebox that’s quirky selection reminded us of a history short enough that our lives had overlapped with much of it, but long enough that many of the[…..]

Between the miniature and the gigantic: Ilit Azoulay

Stitching together digital, sculptural and natural ephemera, Israeli artist Ilit Azoulay makes photographs that hover between the miniature and the gigantic. She gathers small abstract accretions of wire, plastic, shells or stone that have been cast aside, left in the shadowed hollows of street corners and alleyways. These finds are organized along with old pictures into groupings that follow the loose grids of shelves, boxes[…..]

First-Person Reality: I Am Not Free Because I Can be Exploded Anytime

The year is 1999. Television has adapted to the more violent nature of man. Sterling Ruby‘s solo show at Sprueth Magers drops you into a space reminiscent of the real world, but reflected through an alternate lens. The main room feels overwhelming in scale, full of over-sized and crudely modeled ceramic sculptures, towering red dripping sculptures that look like some sort of giant animal’s tendons[…..]

Maybe Techno Doesn’t Suck? Cosima von Bonin and Moritz von Oswald, The Juxtaposition of Nothings at Friedrich Petzel

This show reminds me of the time I danced for hours at a club in Cologne, caught part of an arthouse film next door, and then somehow ended up at a bar where a bunch of people I didn’t know were drinking like it was the end of the earth. Ok, so that never happened. But I feel like Cosima von Bonin’s current show, The[…..]

The Hat, That Never Existed: Christoph Roßner at Romer Young

The paintings of Dresden-based Christoph Roßner have the power of a waking dream.  As opposed to our regular, logically- and visually-tangled dreams, the visions we have right before we fall asleep – or even in the middle of the day – tend to focus on single objects:  things recognizable but out of reach, comforting but not quite tangible.  Slow and atmospheric, they demand time and[…..]

Do-Ho Suh: New Works

A cursory look suggests that variations on the themes of individuality (as opposed to the collective social unit) and transcultural displacement dominate Do-Ho Suh’s oeuvre. Fabricated in nylon, Staircase (2003) is a gauzy blanket of red that hangs suspended from a ceiling spanning 2 floors, an ethereal, translucent replica of his living space in Chelsea, New York in which viewers can peer – rather obliquely –[…..]