Showing posts with label Andrea Rosen. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Andrea Rosen. Show all posts

Sunday, July 12, 2020

Felix Gonzalez-Torres at various places throughout the world


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The contract for participating asks for images of the installations and that:
"It is understood that by providing these images, you are providing copyright-free permission for their use in online and print publications related to this exhibition, and for non-commercial use by the Felix Gonzalez-Torres Foundation, including on its website."
Which turns the cookies into machines for production, for producing the work, a system by which we all relate to each other through the image...

Joe Scanlan on FG-T in "Uses of Disorder":
      Most exemplary in this regard were the untitled paper and candy works, stacks and piles from which anyone could take a piece without returning it or diminishing the firsthand experience of anyone else. At the same time—and in apparent contradiction with that reception—this process of eternal deferral was a welcome panacea for a ruling class in need of a mechanism by which they could create the appearance of public generosity without having to disturb the supply chain of power....
     It demarcates a public site and then converts any events that transpire within the site into part of the work, into private property....
     But the most important characteristic of this dynamic is the refusal ... to appear powerful or acquisitive at all. This too is a kind of “wig,” a controlled ethos of casualness that conceals not only its intentions but also the act of concealment itself. The art and persona of Gonzalez-Torres thus mark an important transformation in the style and atmosphere of power, from the ordinal authority of modern capitalism to the pseudo-communitarianism of today. If the formal properties of 1960s Minimalism—hardness, geometry, impenetrability, silence—were aligned with those of the military industrial complex, then forty years later Gonzalez-Torres’s work exhibits precisely the inverse properties—flexibility, organicism, accessibility, eloquence—and yet aligns with the same thing: the dominant social order. Gonzalez-Torres’s signal accomplishment was his realization that the most expansive, pervasive way to amass power is to not seem powerful at all....
     These very features of Gonzales-Torres’s work parallel those of the Internet economy, where superficial, user-friendly atmospheres mask deeper emotional and psychological manipulations. In the startup days of any social network like BitTorrent, Facebook, or Twitter, part of the appeal is the excitement of feeling responsible for the construct by simply participating—and encouraging your friends to participate as well, since greater activity strengthens the construct and increases its functionality. How the construct can or will become profitable is a mystery to everyone involved, and this mystery is another part of its appeal. Everyone is free to pursue their own ends and these motivations are their own reward. Of course, joining the network requires surrendering your right to the value of any data your activities there might produce...
     ...although this production is mutual, the profits from it are not shared...
     One of the great unacknowledged truths in Gonzalez-Torres’s work, and in the chronic denigration of material pleasure in art in general, is that the call for nobler ambitions almost always comes from people with guaranteed incomes, of whom it can be said, if nothing else, that at least they know first-hand the evils of which they speak....
     ... who seized on the participatory aspects of his work as a kind of election to be won by the artist or curator who garners the most votes...
     That the political potency of Gonzalez-Torres’ work has atrophied but its beauty has not, however, demonstrates how timeless is beauty and how brief are notions of political access and cultural power in a technologically advanced society. It also confirms the class differences inherent in that inevitability—after all, Ars longa, vita brevis is rich people’s thinking. 
....it is dubious to maintain that Gonzalez-Torres’s sculptures are egalitarian or even generous in our time.

Thursday, July 14, 2016

Felix Gonzalez-Torres at Andrea Rosen

Installation view of: Felix Gonzalez-Torres. Andrea Rosen Gallery, New York. 3 May - 18 June, 2016. Cur. Julie Ault and Roni Horn. Images courtesy of Andrea Rosen Gallery, New York. © The Felix Gonzalez-Torres Foundation.
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"Like the Don Quixote of Pierre Menard by Borges; it’s exactly the same thing but it’s better because it’s right now. It was written with a history of now…” The now distance between becomes the very thing that is felt, rising again in the current political decline. Time passes, causing eventual significance to rise and fall in it, events that become distant are felt against against the glaring alarm of today's violence, and the space between, the erosion and swelling of meaning, of emotion, like lungs breathing, like a tide going in and out over Aunt Jo's Kitchen 1965, like candy refilling and taken.


See too: On Kawara at the GuggenheimAlejandro Cesarco at Midway Contemporary Art

Sunday, January 24, 2016

Yoko Ono at Andrea Rosen

Conceived as two room-sized installations shown in two spaces—a whole in two parts— visitors are encouraged, via instructions, to visit both spaces in order to experience and fully understand THE RIVERBED. Both galleries will have a pile of large river stones that Ono has selected and gathered. She will inscribe the words like remember, dream, and wish on the stones, which have been honed and shaped by water over time. Visitors may pick up a stone and hold it in their lap, concentrating on the word and letting go of their anger or fear, transforming the stone into an emotional object to be placed upon the pile of stones in the center of the room. Additional instructions on paper will encourage you to “draw a lineto take you the farthest place on our planet.”
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There is no doubt Ono is an important artist. Grapefruit encoded itself in so many artists alongside the acid trips with it to appear at inopportune times in the future, haunting forever this one psychedelic time. It's steroidic aporia. Ono's scores place language through a series of permutations stretching meaning into duress - the "imaginative" - and the resultant structural loss like watching the collapse in happen in slo-mo silence, in a helpless state of emptiness where things had once stood attaining a tone of the oddly reverant and churchlike, "zen," and moralizing and a one of art's most spectacle like tropes.


See too: Juha Pekka Matias Laakkonen at Corvi-Mora