Monthly Archive for May, 2010

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Photo Diary: Roa at Factory Fresh in NYC.

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Calendar. 05.18.10.


Anthem, by infinity. Part of the exhibit Babel Code: Osmotic Transmissions, at Mighty Tanaka in DUMBO, Brooklyn, opens Friday at 6pm. (Image courtesy of infinity.)

NYC in Paterson, N.J.: Escape from New York, at the Fabricolor Building.


Lightmapping: Monday, May 10, 2010, 1-5pm, an installation made with hazard tape, by Sean Slemon. (Photos by C-M.)

For a short period in the late ’90s, I lived in Paterson, N.J., in a sprawling ramshackle warehouse space over a downtown grocery that was low on heat and high on phylum rodentia. At the time, the city’s 19th and early 20th century textile mills lay largely vacant, a significant portion of its downtown was boarded up. Peruvian and Middle Eastern immigrants occupied the scattered downtown spaces that were in use. Around the perimeter of the city’s heart, projects — of the giant, soul-crushing, 1960s variety — loomed. Few traces remained of the Italian, Irish and Dutch immigrants that had once served as the backbone of the city. Yet, for a time, it was my city — and I spent plenty of time exploring botanicas and beauty supply shops, carbo-loading on Peruvian saltados and admiring the turn-of-the-20th-century architecture. It was for this reason that I was curious to return to Paterson to check out the group show Escape From New York, in which 40-plus contemporary artists took over an old textile mill’s industrial halls. (It was nice to see the downtown area looking more vibrant than it had in the past.)

I had been thinking that this might be an exhibit in which artists would tackle the issues that a community like Paterson faces: a post industrial town trying to survive in an information society. But the title probably says it all. This isn’t a show about Paterson. It’s just a show that’s not in New York. And much of it felt as if artists had parachuted in to do their thing, regardless of whether their “thing” makes sense in a place like Paterson. (Art world inside-joke pieces, such as the ones by William Powhida and Alex Gingrow, seemed particularly jarring.) This doesn’t mean that there wasn’t work inspired by the setting. Numerous pieces paid tribute to the area’s history. Particularly poignant were installations by Sean Slemon (above) and Nicholas Fraser, the latter of whom produced an elaborate floor piece made with chalk dust that quoted words spoken and written about the area (including phrases from William Carlos Williams’ epic poem, Paterson).

Overall, does the show merit the haul to Paterson? Yes, it does. The Fabricolor Building’s architecture is incredible and some of the artists have transformed the space in remarkable ways. Plus, the city’s streets are always worth exploring. (Tip: Pampa Bakery, at 54 Market Street, has an excellent stock of beef empanadas and chilled chicha morada.) It’s a worthwhile journey. Just don’t expect the art to shed too much light on the contemporary nature of the city.

Escape from New York is up through June 19.

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The Digest. 05.17.10.


Truck at Devil’s Dyke, East Sussex, by Andrew Newson. (Image courtesy of Newson.)

Nature break.


Dogs as art: It’s all in the tongue. (Photo by my cuz.)

Clothes Horse: Christian Boltanski at the Park Avenue Armory in NYC.


Waaaayyy bigger than the pile of dirty laundry I cultivated in high school. (Photos by C-M.)

Rising up like a Mt. Fuji of clothing from the floor of the Park Avenue Armory is the latest, over-sized installation by French photographer and sculptor Christian Boltanski. Dubbed No Man’s Land, this sprawling piece is centered around a 30-ton mass of clothes that is picked up and dropped — in an act of abject futility — by a massive, industrial crane. All around are tidy squares of used clothing, illuminated by harsh fluorescent lights. In case you didn’t get the life and death message, a soundtrack of thumping heartbeats pours out from the speakers anchored on each of the light poles. The dire industrial backdrop keeps things suitably grim.

Certainly, there is something powerful about clothes when, as Boltanski puts it, their “subject is missing.” His pieces are intended to evoke a nostalgia for those who are no longer with us (in a way that echoes — uncannily — the  tragic mountains of shoes left behind by Holocaust victims). But there’s another message here as well. During the press conference, Boltanski said that the garments on display were lent by a used clothing dealer in New Jersey that works with 70 tons of clothes everyday — shipping them off to the Third World for resale. According to the artist, the volume of cast-offs is so high, that it’s become impossible for the company to keep up. (Besides, there are only so many 5K T-shirts the Third World needs.) “People don’t keep clothes anymore,” he said. “They keep things a couple a of months and then discard them.”

And this is where Boltanski’s piece actually becomes interesting. As a meditation to life and death and the power of nostalgia, No Man’s Land feels overwrought. But as a monument to our society’s wasteful habits, the mountain of clothing — and the crane that helplessly tries to move the pile, only to see it go nowhere — couldn’t be more fitting.

No Man’s Land is up through June 13.

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Calendar. 05.13.10.


Client Lounge, by Susan Meiselas. Part of the group exhibit, The Naked Truth, at Hous Projects Gallery in New York City. (Image courtesy of Hous Projects.)

Note: From here on out, there’s gonna be a coupla changes to listings. On Tuesdays, you’ll continue to find all the usual international art craziness here on C-Mon. On Thursdays, you can find my New York area art picks over at WNYC’s Gallerina. (That’s me!) Bookmark the link… there’s more to come. ;-)

Walk the Walk: Kate Gilmore in Bryant Park.


Seven ladies, seven yellow dress, one yellow cube. (Photos by C-M.)

I spent some quality time in Bryant Park taking in Kate Gilmore‘s latest performance piece, Walk the Walk. The bright splash of yellow at the edge of the park was a visual spectacle — especially on a grey day like yesterday. But the ladies looked bored and tired and cold, and, as a result, I felt much the same way after a while.

Find the New York Times review here. Video after the jump. The show runs through Friday at 6:30pm.

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The Digest. 05.12.10.


Nunca, in Milan. (Photo by the wonderful *fab*.)