Museum of Art, Ft. Lauderdale – Enrique Martinez Celaya – “October Cycle”

In between working on getting the calendar going again, dealing with MaeX’s email list, doing web design and maintainence, I visited two exhibitions that may be of interest. Here’s one of them.

A couple months ago I got an email from Daniel Siedell, curator of the Sheldon Memorial Art Gallery, Univ. of Nebraska-Lincoln, asking me to check out the work of Enrique Martinez Celaya he curated heading for the Museum of Art, Fort Lauderdale. I’ll admit I was skeptical. He offered to send a catalogue so I could understand his passion for this work. I agreed to both ideas but found the prospect somewhat awkward since the museum has in recent years abraded me in the wrong way. Most of it doesn’t not need to be shared however, I will say the Museum of Art, Ft. Lauderdale needs to reexamine their admission fee policy (*hint*). I was treated with much respect on this occasion.

The first thing you see at the top of the stairs is a huge wall drawing. Scrolled in handwriting are Celaya’s words, “You may read other things about the “October Cycle” but you shouldn’t trust them including whatever I’ve said.” After leisurely strolling the gallery spaces, with beautiful high ceilings, I wandered around trying to position myself to SEE the paintings.

From the “October Cycle” texts:

My work consists of poems, paintings, photographs, works on paper, sculptures, performances, and writings.

My approach to art relies on my interests in science, philosophy, and literature. Although, I began to paint very early, I intended to become a scientist.

The October Cycle is an extended metaphor exploring the relationship between the seasons and the transitions in human life. The emulsified tar on canvas combined with oil paint and solvents generates a compelling surface with colors ranging from blacks and browns to warm, rich tones of amber and rose.

The average viewer of the work wouldn’t know what those words are unless they were previously familiar with Celaya’s work or had any of his texts on hand. Celaya is of Cuban ancestry but, he’s not well known here in S. Florida.

It was a good thing I had the catalogue ahead of the show because it seemed two things were going on there: 1), the work was not as interesting as it appeared in the catalogue or, 2), the Museum’s installation didn’t allow me to get past the surface of the paintings.

The paintings were reliefed with lumpy tar and heavy brush strokes however, the glaring lights forced me the find an angle where I could see something beyond that glare. I tried over and over but found only that frustrating glare from the textured surface and, with paintings as large as these it left a lot of painting not seen. The images in the catalogue allowed me to see nuances that I couldn’t see in person.

The Univ. of Nebraska’s site has the images but, they are so dark they cannot be seen very well. Black paintings and drawings are extremely difficult to photographically capture well. They should have used the same scanned images as were made for the catalogue.

Needless to say it was a disappointing experience.

from: © MAeX Art Blog

Update

After a month of server headaches things have improved. Miamiartexchange.com was being hosted by a company that changed hands but didn’t give their clients notice, lost emails during their so-called server migration, had a misfunctioning email system, and worst of all, had the worse customer service I’ve heard of. They destroyed much of my scripting yet told me to fix it myself, although it was going to cost me to hire somebody to do it. I gave them until 21 Feb. to fix it, which was 10 days past their designated completion date, or I would consider it a breach of contract. Anyway, things are better now thanks to jeffbearnyc.

Finally, I got to a few gallery openings last night. My friend Pablo, who was supposed to be my partner working on Miamiartexchange but backed out at the last minute, was there with a couple friends. One of them was looking mighty fine. I had seen him walking the streets going to different galleries. He ended up sitting right in my view. No way I could pass this pic up. He was fine.

good looking man, wooof!

A new way to view London: from a toilet

Image: Cleaner photographed from inside the art toilet exhibit

Scott Barbour / Getty Images – A person cleaning the exterior of the ‘Don’t Miss A Sec’ art exhibit, in London, is photographed from inside the one-way glass cube that houses a functioning prison toilet and sink unit. [click image for full story]

LONDON – Visitors to Britain will find a new stop on London’s site-seeing route this spring: a usable public toilet enclosed in one-way mirrored glass situated on a sidewalk near the River Thames. However, it seems more like child’s play or someone begging for a perversity to be played out in public. In a pinch I would probably use it however, it would be strange for some visitors to come walking up to view the “sculpture” while I was trying to take a whizz. I’m open to new ideas but this one is perverse.

Something new, something old. *smile*

Well, it’s been since Wed. morning I’ve had a new computer. I bought a Dell. This is the second new computer I’ve owned. All the others were built by myself or other computer friends. Right at this moment I hear nothing. My old computer buzzes and makes strange noises. It’s taken a few days of trying totransfer files to the new computer. I haven’t been successful with everything I need yet. I couldn’t use XP to do it. My old machine has a CD burner that doesn’t work well. Actually, it locks up my computer making me have to reboot. Final solution: copying all needed files to the D: drive, remove and install in the new computer. Problem solved… It won’t get done for a couple more days however.

Voudou and visual culture: NPR working my mind

Dancer at Epe Ekpe festivalDancer “channeling” ancestral spirits spins in a trance at an Eke Ekpe festival. Men with sticks keep the dancer from getting close to others at the festival, because it’s believed even the slightest touch from a dancer could kill. Photo: Josh Rogosin, NPR News [click to view NPR site]

Vodun is an ancient religion practiced by some 30 million people in the West African nations of Benin, Togo and Ghana. In the United States, Voudou (Voodoo) has been sensationalized by Hollywood, demonized by Christian missionaries and parodied in New Orleans tourist shops. They got it all wrong. “Voodoo is older than the world,” says Janvier Houlonon, a tour guide in Benin and a lifelong voodoo practitioner. “They say that voodoo is like the marks or the lines which are in our hands — we born with them. Voodoo are in the leaves, in the earth. Voodoo is everywhere.”

African slaves brought voodoo with them to plantations in Brazil, Haiti, Cuba and Louisiana. And with them creative arts that include ceramics, textiles, weaving, and certainly a musical tradition that keeps feeding the world as we know it. However, the non-musical traditions that came to this hemisphere along with those enslaved isn’t nearly as recognized.

'Strips', circa 1975, corduroy, 95x105 inches, by Annie Mae Young (b. 1928) Speaking of indigo, again, let me mention African American quilting traditions because they are so powerful within the community. Gee’s Bend, AL has recently come under the spotlight. But, what has been the reception of visual artists of the African diaspora during the past four hundred plus years? That’s in both N. America and Europe. Sad to say, but that record is pitiful, although things *seem* to be slowly changing.

The single most significant reason this is important is because Miami and environs has a wealth of varying West African traditions: Haitian, Cuban, Brazilian, southern African American, Trinidadian, and others. Visual art in this context would seem right at home and it is. However, much of it is of clichéd and overworked motifs. Some of it has not been seen for what it is. It’s anyone’s guess as to why that is the case. One would think that curators and art historians would be aware that such work exists, and outside of the Cuban and Haitian cultural contexts. Afterall, my family moved to Florida from South Carolina back in 1908 and, that state had one of the highest concentrations of Africans in all of N. American.

Those that are aware of African Caribbean visual culture shouldn’t think that nothing exists from the southern U.S. Aside from quilting there are other manifestations that thankfully Robert F. Thompson, Ph.D. has brought to our attention. Some of it has yet to be fully documented, such as my pictorial study of African American burial decorations. Are you seeing the connections?

Mami WataMami Wata, who gets mentioned on the NPR program, is twofold: she is an ancient and indigenous deity, part of the widespread belief in spirits that live in the waters, but she is most often depicted as an alien creature such as a mermaid. Mami Wata is a fully African spirit. This particular image incorporates imagery from colonization and demonstrates the influence of foreign culture on African art, which is organic and constantly evolving. As African culture has been exposed to Western, Islamic and Indian culture and art, the images of Mami Wata have changed over time, yet her personality has remained the same.

Palm Beach Classic… another art fair

Le Monde’s coverage of the Palm Beach Classic International Fine Art & Antique Fair, which ended over the weekend, told me I made the correct decision by not attending. It’s problematic enough being poor and black without walking amongst the wealthy scrutinizing their art buying and questioning their tastes. I probably wouldn’t know what to say if I actually bumped into William Koch while browsing through the event. No, I know what to say. The question is, would I actually say it. *wink*

And, I missed this lecture at the Palm Beach Classic last week! I could kick myself. Thursday, Feb., 5, 3pm – Lecturer: Wayne Heathcote, “How I Became a Primitive Art Dealer.”

[thanks: ionarts]

Higher goals

Let me tell you a bit about the artist talk I attended yesterday. It was Kerry James Marshall, artist, teacher, and among other things, MacArthur Fellow. The latter is one of the nation’s (U.S.) greatest honors and awards. The fact that he is extremely articulate makes any lecture by him more than worth your time. Anyway, there has been a multitude of online and offline discussions about the state of contemporary art. Marshall has, for himself, raised the bar far above the today’s average artists’ expectations. He says that the responsibility of the artist must be to contribute to the history of not only the field (art history) but, of cultural history in general. Art, he feels, should be noticed not because of its shock value but, because it actually challenges how we view the field of art yet contributes something to it at the same time. Easy? Hell no! That reminds me of three items on a list I wrote over ten years ago about what makes truly great artwork:

  • 1) a central aesthetic idea and the depth of that idea.
  • 2) work that has fidelity to pre-existing aesthetics.
  • 3) work that breaks new ground.
  • However, there are two other items that are essential:

  • 4) a location and audience to engage in dialogue.
  • 5) work that has the ability to withstand the crucible of aesthetic discourse.
  • There were three other items on my list that preceeded the above but, I think this is the most important part of list.