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Saturday, March 27, 2010
Exhibition Review: NMAI's Hide & Ramp It Up
(Apologies for the poor quality of the images. My camera battery died on me, so I was forced to use my phone.)
NMAI has "Ramp It Up," an exhibition of native skate culture, including skate decks, wheels, and photographs. Beginning with the evolution of the skateboard from Hawaiian surf culture, the exhibition looks at the appropriation of skateboarding on the reservation and its role in creating an artistic space for young Natives. The exhibition highlighted several native enterprises that have developed, such as Wounded Knee Skateboards
and Native Skates. The exhibition documents how native people have used skateboarding as an artistic venue, styling skate decks. Skate wheels in four distinct colors echo the medicine wheel, a symbol from the Great Plains traditions, that represent the four directions. Native skaters like Bunky Echo-Hawk serve as role models for younger generations, and participate in events like the All Nations Skate Jam. Ramp It Up, as an exhibition, showcases the achievements of young native skateboarders and their processes of identity- and self-creation.
"Hide" concerns skin as metaphor and material, and the first part of the exhibition currently on display has works by Sonya Kelliher-Combs (both images above) and Nadia Myre (now through August 1, 2010). Kelliher-Combs' works are created from diverse animal hides, and embellished with quills, hairs, and grommets. They are distinctly fragile and luminous, transparent but still present. Myre's works are a collection entitled "Scarscapes," wherein individuals created personal scar stories on small stretched linen canvases. The result is a room full of scar stories that demand to be individually witnessed, seen, and heard. Myre also has several large close-up photographs of black and white beading, again echoing the fragmented stitched nature of scars - how they are different from the skin around them. "Hide" also includes two short videos, one by Nadia Myre entitled "Inkanatatation," and Terrance Houle's "Metrosexual Indian." "Inkanatatation" shows Myre being tattooed with a Canadian flag with feathers in place of the maple leaf, an act of appropriating an indigenous and national identity simultaneously. Houle's grainy Super8 video shows an urban indigenous man walking around a city, dressed in everyday clothes and performing everyday acts, that aren't incongruous at all with his native identity but can appear so to others.
This exhibition also made me reflect on the nature of skin, what we carry around on us, protecting us from what is outside of us but also portraying ourselves to the outside world.
Taken together, both "Hide" and "Ramp It Up" demonstrate the myriad and creative ways that people create their identities and live in their own skins. They fulfill the NMAI's mission of showing native people as rooted in tradition but also living, existing, urban, present.
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Monday, March 22, 2010
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Art/music review: Sissy Spacek at Issue Project Room, Brooklyn
Last night E and I went to a concert at the Issue Project Room, a concert/installation space in a former can factory in Gowanus (also houses Valerie Hegarty's studio!). While I wasn't consulted about the kind of music I was going to hear prior to the event, I tried to retain an open mind. We walked in to pick up our tickets from Will-Call (E's name was the only one on the list), and then sat down in the space: a long narrow white-washed room, buttressed by white wooden pillars, with metal folding chairs facing the end of the room.
Gerritt Witmer took the stage first. After a brief intermission to rearrange the room into a crescent shape, with the chairs facing one long wall, Sissy Spacek came out to perform. The first piece consisted of a bandmember tying a bunch of gardenias to an electric guitar with tape, and then removing them. While it may sound like it would sound weird, the sounds produced by a gardenia brushing against a guitar string was oddly luminous, soft, angelic. The next bandmember played his electric guitar with a wrench and bunch of metal strips, producing a much more jarring sound.
This work, which offers the listener no comforting melody to rely on, no strain of recognition, challenges the listener to examine her expectations of "music." It made me more attentive to the sounds I was hearing, looking for where they were emanating from and imagining complex sound productions of diverse and distinct elements. Rosalind Krauss wrote on minimalist art and the future of museums that both profoundly decenter power: whereas previously, art consisted of representations easily identified in scenes that reified our values and civilizational understanding, minimalist art and experimental sound remove any stable foundation. They challenge expectations, and by refusing to give us melody or identification, allow the viewer and listener to bring herself to the work. We bring the meaning now, it is not produced elsewhere for us to consume. This makes art/music profoundly subjective.
While Sissy Spacek isn't something I could listen to on my iPod on the train - it is definitely performance art/music, I appreciated how Sissy Spacek forced me to examine my assumptions about what I hear, where those sounds come from, and the meanings that I search for in the world around me. After all, art is meant to challenge assumptions and speak to something deep, submerged, subjective, intimate.
Link to Issue Project Room's discussion of the event here.
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Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Seen in New York: Scenes of Spring
2nd Street between Bowery and 2nd Avenue
"It takes courage to push yourself to places that you have never been before... to test your limits... to break through barriers. And the day came when the risk it took to remain tight inside the bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom."
Anais Nin
The snow is finally melting. I never should have doubted spring; she always comes when she is least expected.
Food Review: Thanh Da
Emile and I tested out a new Sunset Park restaurant recently: Thanh Da. Thanh Da is a Vietnamese restaurant that is super cheap and, as we delighted in discovering, super delicious. The place is a bit small, with handwritten signs in Vietnamese and English advertising various products from "Fried Shrimp Chips" to "Lychee Shakes." Diners can either order take-out from the counter, or can sit down and order from a waitress in the requisite blue caps. We ordered Vietnamese spring rolls, which were filled with meat and vegetables and came with a light (not sticky) carrot-and-garlic sauce. I ordered a Vietnamese meatball baguette, which comes on a French-style baguette with meatballs spiced with beets, jicama, carrots, and cilantro. The waitress also brought a plate of leafy greens to further stuff our sandwiches: mint and watercress. The mint provided the perfect refreshing bite to offset the spice of the meatballs. I also had a Vietnamese iced coffee (Ca Phe Sua Da) and Emile had a lychee shake.
SO. Delicious. And our entire bill was $16.
Oh, we'll be back.
Thanh Da Vietnamese Food
57th at Eighth Avenue, Sunset Park, Brooklyn
Cash only
Friday, March 5, 2010
Film Review: The Art of the Steal
The Art of the Steal is about the Barnes Foundation's history and current move from Merion, PA, to downtown Philadelphia. Albert C. Barnes was born into a lower-class family in Philly and worked his way up, eventually working in the pharmaceutical industry and earning his fortune. With his new fortune, he began acquiring early Impressionist paintings - quickly and decisively. These paintings were not popular at the time, and when Barnes returned to display his new acquisitions at a show at the Art Academy, Philly's art critics denounced the works. Barnes never forgave Philadelphia's elite for their shortsighted negative reviews, and swore that his collection would never benefit nor sit in central Philadelphia. His foundation was built to house the collection as arranged by Barnes, and was a primarily educational institution, training painters, and was not open to the public.
Barnes' collection includes Matisse, Renoir, VanGogh, and other big names. It is now valued at $25-30 billion dollars. In the original building, Barnes commissioned Matisse to paint La Danse, a wall mural, so part of the art is literally integrated into the building.
Barnes died in 1951. As told by the film, central Philly power figures and politicians maneuvered carefully and diligently to dismantle Barnes' will. Slowly but surely, the powers that be removed Barnes' intermediary, Lincoln College, intended to keep the collection in Merion and out of control of Philly politics. With Lincoln College out of the way, power transfers and control of the board of the Barnes were steadily taken over. Through various legal two-steps, the film tells us, the Barnes' integrity was subverted and Barnes' final wishes ignored. Recent legal suits affirmed plans to remove the collection from its Lower Merion, PA, location in the original Barnes-designed building to central Philly. This, in the opinion of the filmmakers, destroys the integrity and experience of the collection as Barnes wanted it and dishonors Barnes' will and legacy. The people Barnes wanted his collection kept away from are now leveraging it for political and financial gain.
The film does raise some interesting questions: how long does a person's will remain valid? When it comes to property and collections, how are they to be managed in accordance with the former owner's wishes, and for how long? (One might ask the same questions of Leona Helmsley's dog) How long should Barnes' wishes be allowed to govern his collection? Art often is discussed in terms of "invaluable" cultural heritage that is often integrated into larger discussions of identity and citizenship (Duncan and Wallach's article "Art Museums and the Ritual of Citizenship," Tony Bennett's The Birth of the Museum). Furthermore, how is the arrangement of art and its display critical in the audience's perception and understanding of it? Furthermore, a common criticism and justification for a work's location is how many people will see it, have access to it (see: the British Museum on the Elgin marbles). Is having more viewers to a work better (ie, Philly location) or having an obscure location that only attracts more devoted viewers (Merion location)? Keep in mind that statistics show that the average museum visitor spends only 2.7 seconds (!) in front of a work on display.
The film raises a lot of these questions, and is unflinching in its criticism of the Barnes Foundation's move to central Philly. It is disconcerting to see the manner in which Barnes' wishes have been disregarded, and it raises the question of the utility and validity of wills and testaments. More importantly, the film looks at the value - both cultural and financial - of works of art that define our past and are an integral part of ideas about identity and citizenship. Whose art is it, and who gets to control it?
Thursday, March 4, 2010
Exhibition Review: the Brooklyn's American Identities and Native Representation
The Brooklyn Museum’s façade offers a telling sign of its identity and character within the museum world: with tall, Classic pillars and a carved stone face harkening back to the Met and the Louvre, and a new glass atrium and entryway. Smooth large rectangles of glass, with seamless joints, splay out from the base of the Roman columns. Inside, the Brooklyn offers many of the similar themes as the Met, but displayed differently: with more colors, more images, more activity. The exhibition “American Identities” is located in the Brooklyn Museum, on the top (5th floor).
When the visitor arrives on the floor, the elevator lobby contains several interesting items. While not technically part of “American Identities,” seeing these objects prior to the exhibition prewarns the visitor of the coming treatment of native peoples in the exhibition. These objects include Yoram Wolberger’s Red Indian #3 (Spearman) 2008, David Levinthal’s photo Untitled (Cowboy and Indian fighting), and 4 lithographs by James Otto Lewis 1835-36. The panel reads, “The irregular “fins” on the sculpture, that mimic the seams of their mass-produced counterparts, symbolize the continuing proliferation of standardized images of Native Americans and the American frontier. Moreover the lack of detail and the generic character of the warrior underscore the ways in which stereotypes deny historical circumstances and ignore the diversity of Native peoples.” However, this work is not done by Native peoples, but of them.
After absorbing these, we continue into ‘A Brooklyn Orientation,’ the opening room of American Identities. The introductory text panel states, “It was the goal of the organizing museum team (curators, educators and designer) to use this wide array of objects to tell as rich and layered a story as possible about life and culture in the US from the colonial period to the present. In an effort to broaden conventional notions of what constitutes “American” art, we have also include Native American Objects.” For those who read this, it prepares them for the works included. For those who do not read wall text, they will simply see the objects located near each other. This room is filled with paintings and photographs of early Brooklyn.
The second room, From Colony to Nation, includes Peruvian paintings that were commissioned by Incan aristocracy and represented a proud heritage. These paintings are immediately to the left as the visitor enters the room, and can be easily missed – but they are there. Halfway through this room, there is also a Zuni water jar. The tag details that it was collected by a museum expedition in 1903, by the museum’s first ethnographic curator Stewart Culin. Of the 12 Zuni jars that are similar, all were removed by collectors and anthropologists. The descriptive tag notes the “sweeping red and black feathers alternating with geometric designs that are a forerunner of geometric designs used by Zuni potters today.” It is important that this pot is included in the exhibition, although it is definitely unlike nearby objects and seems to stick out like a sore thumb. The rest of the room contains “objects that were common in early colonial households” and includes furniture and portraits of aristocratic white families or individuals.
The next sections of the exhibit, American Landscapes, Everyday Life and a Nation Divided, discuss the period of American history between the colonies and the Civil War. Notably, there are no native objects in this section, which is interesting given that this period represents a major period of violence towards Native peoples. Instead we see landscape paintings, a small corner on black American contributions pre-Civil War, and early American ceramics and furniture. Thomas Cole’s painting “A Pic-Nic” symbolizes this disjuncture nicely: white Americans are portrayed in an Edenic natural scene, devoid of factories but also of natives. It shows an attitude of ownership, of appropriation, of Manifest Destiny. Here was an opportunity for the museum to show this side of the story: while the BM attempts to include black histories as well and thus restore a more complete narrative, here it falls down on including powerful stories from native communities.
Halfway through the exhibit, in the Expanding Horizons room, two ornate silver plates are paired: one, a plate commemorating Pizarro from Mexico, and the other by Louis Comfort Tiffany. Here, the museum shows the influences of other cultures on the West’s search for creative inspiration. Also in this room are Orientalist paintings and Asian-inspired ceramics and decorative arts.
The next room, Art Making, continues the theme of examining motivation and inspiration within new movements in American art by displaying sculpture, paintings, furniture, and toys. Included alongside new types of sculpture and a return to “basics” – straight lines and decorations rather than elaborate or classical art styles, is a Male potlatch figure from an unknown Kwakwakawakw artist in late 19th/early 20th century Vancouver, BC. The text accompanying the statue reads, “In the early 1900s this NW Coast potlatch figure would have been called ‘primitive’ art, as if it were simpler version of European-derived art. Its unadorned forms offer a striking comparison with those of the adjacent Angel by William Edmundson, but the Native American artist who carved this figure was following the formal artist tradition of the Kwakwakawakw society. Potlatch figures were placed outside a chief’s large house during a potlatch to emphasize his power.” This text shows a desire to offer a corrective to notions of primitive, as well as providing cultural context to an orphaned object.
The next room and a half are devoted to the Centennial Era: 1876-1900. In describing the Philadelphia Centennial of 1876, exhibition text reads, “Artifacts of the Native American and colonial past were juxtaposed with works of living artists to suggest national progress toward a predestined apogee of Western culture.” This fits with the growth of anthropology, as discussed by Trouillot. Trouillot’s point is anthropology is defined by and co-constituted by the savage slot. Yet while Native American objects were collected under these circumstances, the Brooklyn’s display in the following room heeds Trouillot’s call: “We can recapture domains of significance by creating specific points of re-entry into the discourse of “otherness” (Trouillot 39).
The second room of The Centennial Era contains mostly Native American objects but is laid out rather bizarrely. Half of the room contains chairs and a small table with exhibition catalogs, surrounded by classical European busts, sculpture, and painting. Classical chamber music plays softly over a loudspeaker. Meanwhile, the other half of the room is filled with Native objects and images. A painting of a Dakota woman, Handsome Morning, by Harry Edwards, dominates the left wall. In small cases are various objects, such as a beaded Yakama dress, moccasins and pipes in a case about traded objects, and stylized vases and glassware with Native motifs. There is also a case with pots in it, continuing the exhibition’s theme of displaying ceramics. On the rear wall is a super-enlarged photo by Edward Curtis of three Acoma women fetching water. Towards the move to the final room of the exhibition, there is a graphic artwork by Osuit Ok Ipeelee depicting four musk oxen. This is the only work displayed as art in the exhibition. Finally, just as the visitor continues, a tv monitor plays on endless repeat early video captured by Thomas A Edison Inc the Buffalo Dance and Sioux Ghost Dance (1894). Nearly invisible in the orange light of the room, there is also a panel beneath the Curtis print about the NAGPRA legislation, its meaning, and the Brooklyn's accommodation of NAGPRA legislation and collaboration with Native tribes. This text purports to have an open, consultative, collaborative relationship with the tribes.
The final room of the exhibition, Modern Life, focuses on more contemporary work. In a section labeled Non-Objective Art, a Grace Chino pot (1989) is displayed as a work of art between Isamu Noguchi and Ad Reinhardt’s. The label shares a quotation from the artist, who commented on the skill of the design, “I know the design and I just do it.” Knowledge was passed from the matriarch of the Chino family down about creating the striking visual designs. Grace Z Chino, the matriarch, drew inspiration from patterns on ancient pottery sherds and took them to a new physical form of pottery, and “the result is a form of abstraction that embraces tradition as essential to innovation.” This is the final inclusion of a Native object, and the end of the exhibition.
Overall, sporadic native objects that are arranged mostly in Mason-like style that Jenkins describes– placed in cases similar to other plates, etc – not in a coherent life display or life group. There is also a case with objects that were traded. These objects, while it is fantastic that there is a move to include othered histories, do not tell any coherent story. There are lots of pots interspersed (but in separate cases) with European-influenced pots. There is only one graphic work that equates with a painting, and the only other works depicting native peoples are from the viewpoint of the Westerner: Harry Edwards painting the Sioux woman, or Edward Curtis capturing native women about their daily life. Furthermore, the lack of critical engagement with the diasporic and westward push is a major failure of the exhibition. While black Americans are allocated their story, Native Americans here fall to the sidelines in view of American landscape painting that cheerfully deletes all others. The BM is not purporting to tell only a Native American story, but the lack here is akin to deleting slavery from mentions of representations of African-American history. Furthermore, many of the objects included are depictions of native peoples by whites, which means that we are still seeing native people through this veil of representation. Native people, too, are portrayed as historic people but not necessarily as contemporary across popular American media. At the Brooklyn, there are no portrayals of Native people making art NOT about Native traditions, outside of pots and feathers and beads. So while the Brooklyn's exhibition marks an important debut in inclusion of Native art and representation in American universal survey museums, there remains much work to be done.
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