Martin Puryear at Matthew Marks

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A sculpture that misleads. Hard to take in. Creates two rooms. A hidden internal structure and in another world, the one we occupy, the anode gathering air. Going to somehow turn us inside out. 

Martin Puryear at Parasol unit

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You've seen all these imaged a 100 times before but now tinged with today what had been its throwback vintages, traditionalism, seems now prescient of trends of biomorphic sculpture and its use of vague forms, distributed or unplaceable referents, the sort of innuendo formation of meaning, whats in your head may not lay in mine, contemporary even.


See too: Ron Nagle at Modern Art, “Ungestalt” at Kunsthalle Basel, Nairy Baghramian at Marian Goodman, Nairy Baghramian at Museo Tamayo, Nancy Lupo at Swiss Institute, Klara Lidén, Alicia Frankovich at Kurator, Park McArthur at Chisenhale, Olga Balema at Croy Nielsen

Martin Puryear at Matthew Marks

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A small shift in Puryear's formalism leaves it looking wildly less conservative as a superannuated contemporary moves reactionarily backwards to meet it, an unradical contemporary in which any Stadelschulite handed these objects, packaged à la mode instead of as craft, would look “fresh;" fresh as septuagenarian's handiwork.

See too: Transatlantic Transparency at Mathew ; Martine Bedin, Mai-Thu Perret at Fondation Speerstra