Showing posts with label Halsey McKay. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Halsey McKay. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 5, 2015

if walls could talk

PERFORMATIVE PRACTICE
curated by Ryan Steadman
at HALSEY McKAY 


Donna Huanca, MOM, 2015, Paint and latex on reflective material, 47 x 39 x 2 in

If I were a wall, I can't imagine a fuller purpose than to be the thing that artists push against in the creative act. To feel all that psychic and intellectual muscle rubbing against, bearing down on, crushing into one's surface -- what a marvel that would be. Even better if evidence of the act, no matter how simple, was left in its wake, like a vestigial stamp -- neither past nor present -- an indicia robust enough to be both representative of itself and of its own creation. 

Distinct from performance, the performative in art implies a relationship to the viewer as well as to action, reaction and result, and it asks the audience to engage in a different kind of discernment. Of action painting, Harold Rosenberg famously called the canvas "an arena in which to act," noting its inherent theatricality. The canvas is an apt metaphor for artists working in a closed system where aesthetics and methodology are so closely linked.

Recently, a young artist talking about his work said to me, "the content is that I do it." So there. Situational, event driven, documentary; the new performative is not parenthetical, it is the parentheses.  

At Halsey McKay in East Hampton, the nine artists in Performative Process offer works focused on the provocations, signifiers and trace elements resulting from actions inside distinct sets of circumstances. Organized by the artist, writer and independent curator Ryan Steadman, the show delivers a lively examination of process, theater and action.




Donna Huanca creates installation-based works that draw from her travels, and from memory, motion and gesture. Huanca's MOM, installed in the upper level gallery, included an interactive performance by a pigment-drenched model. As in other works by this Chicago born artist, the human form embedded in the installation functions more as a collage element than than a theatrical one, but it is dramatic, nonetheless

Mostly still, when the model did move she pushed against a gallery wall leaving behind a soft violet pentimento. The live painting is a sort of paean to the collaborative process, and its nuanced afterglow offers a glimpse of the intersection of visual art and performance.


Keltie Ferris, L: Venus of Tan-Tan, R: Animal; both 2013-2014, oil and powdered pigment on paper, 40.25 x 26.13 inches


It's refreshing to see Keltie Ferris step away from the fantastic, hallucinatory abstractions for which she is known. Here she addresses figuration in body prints that recall X-ray technology, Rorschachs and the snow angels we made as kids. Raking inky body parts across broad sheets of paper, she leaves behind shadowy after-images of thighs, bellies, breasts and torsos. The results are life-size, ghostly and transformative, calling to mind Yves Klein's "Anthropometries" and the popular death masks of the Quattrocento.


Ben Morgan-Cleveland, Western Rat, 2014, Dirt, debris, binder on burlap, 55 x 120 in


Ben Morgan Cleveland virtually throws himself under the bus to achieve works that exude the grit and pace of city life. Cleveland places assembled sheets of burlap along the busy cobblestone roadways of industrial Brooklyn. As non-stop traffic pounds over the sheets en route to the Brooklyn Queens Expressway, the fabric absorbs weeks of non-stop traffic and brutal weather. By the time Cleveland retrieves them they're painted with an urban slag that feels ancient, as if pulled from the hands of the cave-dwellers and poets that live underground. Their patina carries in it an aspect of the urban psyche, and on the white wall they feel like a memento mori or an ode to urban decay. 

Kate Gilmore, Break of Day, 2010, Video, 18 minutes 24 seconds, ed. 2/5

Similarly excruciating and yet sublime, the artist Kate Gilmore slogs through absurdist situations of her own design in performance and works in video, sculpture and photography. In her work, the artist devises ridiculous, often insurmountable physical challenges. Then, dressed in a stylish cocktail dress and pumps, she takes on these self-imposed objectives, often at her own peril. With her allegiance divided between exhaustion and devotion, she embarks on dueling resolutions that anxiously tyrannize the politics of gender, equality and correctness.

In Break of Day, the artist transports gallon after gallon of fuschia paint up a precipitous set of stairs, only to throw each container overboard into a void of structural beams below. Everything breaks, all the paint flies, and the artist, clearly exhausted, is triumphant, if only in the futility she achieves while meeting the directives in a predetermined set of circumstances. 


Elise Adibi, Gold and Osage Aromatherapy Painting, 2014, Rabbit skin glue, gilding glue, 24-karat gold leaf. osage pigment, oil paint and myrrh, bergamot and cedar wood essential plant oil on canvas, 20 x 20 in

Responding to the lack of natural smells in the Bushwick neighborhood Elise Adibi lived in some years ago, she began an investigation of aromatherapy. Her paintings, an amalgamation of grids, oil paint and plant oils, not only smell good they are evocations that carry the process and the act within. Adibi doesn't think of herself as an abstract painter; her works attempt to be nothing more than a record of her pourings.


Brie Ruais, Two Gather (Two Pushes Merged) 268 lbs., 2015, Glazed ceramic, hardware, 84 x 43 x 15 in

Brie Ruais's voluptuous Two Gather (Two Pushes Merged) 268 Lbs, towers among the ground floor installation. Its surface, a briny melange of metallic sheen, footprints and raw physicality yields to the afterglow of what looks like a mammoth struggle between human endeavor and wet clay. 





Ruais also employs a rule-based system that functions within strict boundaries (only so much clay; only a specific angle; just to a certain height, etc.). The creative act takes place inside these margins, complying with the instructions of its making. For instance, the work above references "two" individuals, their combined weight a mere "268 lbs;" each pushing their own mound of clay upward and then merging both elements into an upside down "V." The results chronicle a peer to peer search for the self, as if the two artists were pushing on the earth from the inside out.

Like other artists that have worked in and around instruction-based media -- Susanne Lacy, Sol LeWitt, Kate Gilmore -- the environment Ruais creates folds into itself to become a third thing, the way a glacial rock forms under pressure.


Reuben Lorch-Miller, Untitled, 2011, ceramic, 11 x 5 x 6 in


Reuben Lorch-Miller and Adam Marnie also impose an artistic autocracy on works that possess aspects of formal precision, balance and austerity before havoc is wreaked on them. Lorch-Miller's ceramic sculptures feel like ritual objects, their planar structure sharing formal concerns with the likes of Richard Serra and Anthony Caro. Scorched in a cinderblock kiln, the small sculptures appear ancient, and yet for all their formal balance and materiality they exude a restless ambiguity.


Adam Marnie, Last of the Mohicans, 2015, Hardwood maple, wood putty, spray paint, 63 x 3.5 x 5 in


Likewise, with its precise geometry collapsed at the site of a decisive clobbering, Adam Marnie's Last of the Mohicans offers a glimpse of the artist's DIY minimalism and architectural intervention. Its clean lines shattered, the diagrammatic calm is torn asunder.  





Back to the sublime, Milwaukee-based artist John Riepenhoff paints the night sky in real time, with little more than a small lantern to guide his eye and hand. Plein Air (East Hampton), shown below, was painted here on the East End in the dark of night. As Riepenhoff channels the natural world and its 19th century proponents, the scumbled surface and loose gestures also conjure Dadaism, automatic writing and a painterly choreography that is based in the performative. 


John Riepenhoff, Plein Air (East Hampton), 2015, Acrylic on canvas, 60 x 72 in



Halsey McKay is located at 79 Newtown Lane in East Hampton

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Monday, September 3, 2012

streaming: ground and glimmer

David Kennedy-Cutler, L: detail of Total Rupture; C: Hollow Ground; R: Elise Ferguson, Crab X
 
David Kennedy-Cutler and Elise Ferguson
Halsey McKay
August 31 - September 30


Late summer is a time for blue moons, deep breathing and a little reflection -- especially here on the East End. This month there are few places better to take it all in than Halsey McKay, whose end-of-season exhibit of works by David Kennedy-Cutler and Elise Ferguson is an absolute must. Both artists create works that are fresh and optical, with widely divergent results. Where Ferguson is tactile and geometric, Kennedy-Cutler's work  is fluid, atmospheric and nearly alchemistic in its methodology.


Elise Ferguson, Green Ledger, 2012, pigmented plaster on MDF panel, 24 x 18"

Lending to the architectural mood of Elise Ferguson's work, her use of pigmented plaster goes a long way toward bas relief and the sort of streamlined facades typical of post-modern architecture. Constructed as much as they are painted, in her two-dimensional works, shapes of color are buttressed against other shapes of color as they coalesce into rhythmic, pulsing abstractions. X's and o's, stripes and chevrons, networks of lines, rhomboids and crisscrossing vectors commingle in such close proximity they seem to be incised into the surface. 


Elise Ferguson, Zipper Zag, 2012, pigmented plaster on MDF panel, 24 x 18"

Where color, surface and line meet formally, Ferguson's pictorial gumption drives them well beyond ordinary logic. While the works possess a sense of quietness, structurally they are robust, with a spatial tension among component parts that is dramatic and sumptuous. 

Incidents of their making accumulate at junctures across the surface, revealing an intuitive and visceral process.


C-Sticks, 2011, Pigmented plaster on MDF panel, 24 x 18"


Coverlet, 2012, pigmented plaster, ink on MDF panel, 24 x 18"


L: Five Circles (mustard), R: Five Circles Cross Point, both 2012, pigmented plaster on MDF panel, 18 x 24"


Elise Ferguson, works on paper

Relative to Ferguson's structured corporeality, Kennedy-Cutler's sculptures are intangible --  even fugitive -- in context. 

F: detail, Kennedy-Cutler's Hollow Ground, 2011

Kennedy-Cutler's monoliths stand in the main gallery like sentinels from some future world. They're made from a soup of epoxy resins, Plexiglas and impermanent/permanent things (i.e., things in which the intended use is short-lived, while the ecological footprint is eternal) like inkjet prints, compact discs, and bits of technological debris. 


David Kennedy-Cutler, detail, Hollow Ground, 2011, MDF, UV epoxy resin, archival inkjet prints, 91 x 29 x 19"

Put altogether, the elements swim in a sort of surrealistic ooze, congealing into form that is downright Delphic in its unknowability.


Detail: Double Process Rainbow, 2011

Not to be completely over the top -- but the works are enigmatic and seductive, smart and weird, somewhat apocalyptic and very beautiful. 

Of course, beauty is subjective, and Kennedy-Cutler certainly gets it. On the flip side of the sculptures are the oily slicks on the Gowanus Canal, the Gulf or a hundred other ecological disaster sites, the mountains of plastic debris we've left behind, or -- even less optimistically -- the breaking circumference around our polar ice caps. Apocalyptic, in deed.


L-R: Total Rupture, 2011, Double Process Rainbow, 2011, Hollow Ground, 2011

Still, among the rippled surfaces and translucent walls of these enigmatic forms, we bounce from images of sweet brickle candy to broken glass to petroleum sludge, a mighty conceptual swing that gives the work its sharp edges as well as the language -- also fluid in nature -- to talk about it. 


ARENA 1, 2012, ink on paper, 28 1/2 x 21 1/2"

Upstairs, Kennedy-Cutler's works on paper are ferociously metaphysical -- astral, even. Transient and illusive, the image field here is animated with breaking, sinking, crashing and the resounding sense of falling, like the splintering of so many cathedral windows. 




In a way, the images are aural, making quiet music amid the clinking of shattered glass, crackling ice, melted sugar.



ARENA IV, 2012, ink on paper, 28 1/2 x 21 1/2"

This is a memorable show that you won't want to miss. Two remarkable young artists, on view through September 30th.








Friday, May 18, 2012

black + white + black + white




Denise Kupferschmidt, Motifs
Halsey McKay





Denise Kupferschmidt's exhibition in the upstairs gallery at Halsey Mckay combines the clarity of minimalism with a sort of mythical -- even utopian -- vision. Her cast concrete sculptures employ a version of neo-De-Stijl, sharing in the structural simplicity of works by antecedents such as Georges Vantongerloo and Jean ArpHer drawings and paintings invite associations to early Warhol, Egyptian heiroglyphs, texting abbreviations, and other symbols, along with the crisp hybrid language that has become Kupferschmidt's oeuvre.




Her 3-D works, endowed with a dose of contemporary tongue-in-cheekiness, are clean and totemic, and they possess the kinds of surface intrigue and associative meanings that keep you looking and thinking and coming back to look again.





Denise Kupferschmidt, Motifs, is on view through May 29.







Monday, May 14, 2012

opening salvo, east hampton

detail: Glound 15, 2012, glue, wire, acrylic on canvas
Timothy Bergstrom, Glound 


New space, new art, new view at Halsey McKay, debuting with works by Chicago artist, Timothy Bergstrom and drawings, paintings and sculpture by Denise Kupferschmidt in the new and very awesome upper gallery (next post). 


Glound 4, 2011, glue, wire, acrylic on canvas, 30 x 24"

Bergstrom's works are dense, dynamic and structural. They seem to straddle myriad lineages that bounce from Futurism to Constructivism to crystallography, setting up camp among an array of idioms the likes of Antoine Pevsner, the Brooklyn Bridge, communal spider webs and subversive knitting. Even the soft geometry of Ernesto Neto dovetails into a similar mosh pit of structural abstraction, movement and big thinking. Still, these works are all Bergstrom's own, staking claim to new territory within gesture and process.

Tantra Timbre, 2012, glue, wire, acrylic and pigment on canvas, 60 x 48"
  
The works on view here, ten in all, pit swirling voids against small convulsions that pulse across the canvas. As the artist's process accumulates, its evidence forms into ribs, ridges and starburst shapes. Bergstrom builds his paintings as much as he paints them, loading the surfaces with gossamer lines that burst open like fireworks or elaborate quasars.

Glound 5, 2011, glue, acryloid, wire, acrylic, pigment on canvas, 28 x 24"

In reality, the bones of this work are derived from the phonetics and tonal qualities of language. In the process of building, assembling and gluing the elements into from, Bergstrom's words are buried under pigment and glue. He calls the works, "Glounds" -- a pseudo term derived from combining "glue" and "sound," two elements that are integral to his creative process.


Glound 15, 2012, glue, wire, acrylic on canvas, 60 x 48"


Don't miss Timothy Bergstrom, Glounds, on view through May 29 at Halsey McKay.

Next post: Denise Kupferschmidt, Motifs, also at Halsey McKay





Thursday, August 11, 2011

Love letter found in back room

 inspired by
Ted Gahl, Last Love  

The Idea of the Thing That Isn't,  
curated by Rachel Uffner 
v. cool show in the front room 
now through September 4  

Ted Gahl, Last Love

broken surface
Sonia Delaunay, L Prose du Transsiberien et de la Petite Jehanne de France, 1913

broken glass jello, courtesy the food librarian
Gee's Bend Quilts, Mary L. Bennett, Housetop, 1965
Valeska Soares, courtesy Eleven Rivington
Mike Kelley, Test Room, 2001, courtesy Gagosian Gallery

Friday, July 29, 2011

String Theory

Chris Duncan: Patterns & Light at Halsey McKay

Last chance to see the shimmering reflections, endless prisms and luscious, radiant color of Oakland based artist Chris Duncan. His work is smart and seductive in the way it draws you inside -- it is meditative without being ecclesiastical, deductive but not analytical. 

Duncan's installation is dazzling and refreshing. It possesses an elusiveness that keeps viewers guessing all the way through. It's especially smart in the way it borrows from Robert Smithson and Pink Floyd at the same time; contemplates Buckminster Fuller, Brancusi and Fred Sandback all at once but somehow manages to retain its own playfulness and wide-eyed curiosity. 

I like this work. Last weekend to check it out -- and try to see it at night, too. It's completely magical.

Prism Schism, 2011

a little cosmic dust....


window treatment...
mystical packing tape -- how cool is that?
mirrors are fascinating