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Art and the New York Water Tanks

“…and yet they’ve never been used for something creative.”

An almost-recent article in ARTnews thus quotes the organizer of a project inviting prominent artists to paint the water tanks on New York’s rooftops. But see choreographer Trisha Brown’s monumentally influential Woman Walking Down a Ladder, performed in 1973 and wonderfully photographed by Babette Mangolte.

ARTnews: Dance is a visual art too.

Monday 07.28.14
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Remembering Otto Piene

A friend called early last Friday morning to tell me that Otto Piene, the great German postwar artist, had died in Germany the day before. It was a thoughtful gesture, and much appreciated.

Otto was a giant in the art world. In recent years, his reputation has become more and more gargantuan. Around MIT, though, Otto was known to his many students, to faculty and staff, as a sometimes irascible but always deeply moral person. His life was focused on the admittedly optimistic view that art is vitally important, even at MIT.

As someone who struggles again and again with the possibility that art might really matter, I veer over and over toward his faith in what art can do.

Here are three of the many things that Otto taught me:

“Paper is patient.” (Which I interpreted to mean: You can plan forever but sometimes you have to do it, you have to try it, then see what happens.)

“Where will people park?” (You can always dream up art events but they need real practical thinking too.)

“And on from there….” (He often ended an explanation with this phrase, which meant to me, “Use your imagination. Teach yourself. Think for yourself.”)

I spent many hours in Otto’s company as a student, and too few hours with him afterwards. Most of my time in his four-hour weekly seminar was taken up with frantic scribbling, writing the names of artists and works of art that he mentioned. It’s drastically understating to say that his knowledge was prodigious.

When I first knew Otto, I was often terrified in his presence, but I got over it. He was a generous teacher, surprisingly adaptable to, and supportive of, his students’ ideas and interests, and most of all of our work. He set the standard for us, and he lived it.

 

 

Monday 07.21.14
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A Piece of the Poisoned Pie?

For a recent project that involved many hours of train travel, my companion was a book by Lucy Lippard, From the Center: Feminist Essays on Women’s Art, which I’ve added to the list of books that I wish I’d read a long time ago.

In 1976, when From the Center was published, I was reading a lot of feminist political writing and a lot of dance history and dance criticism, but I wasn’t reading much visual art history or criticism. The book has filled in some gaps and raised some questions:

·      On women wanting to be recognized by the art world, Lippard notes the “conflict about getting a piece of the pie, even if it’s poisonous.” Is that conflict resolved? Now that women artists are marginally more likely to be offered a piece of the pie, is it any more appetizing than it was back then? (And a piece of the contemporary art world “pie”—if it materializes in an artist’s career at all—is still almost always offered, regardless of how many artists sell their work online, how many art school graduates present their own exhibitions, how many small galleries open their doors). Do we want the pie or don’t we? Well, is the poison deadly?

·      The catalogue for the LA County Museum of Art’s (in)famous “Art and Technology” exhibition in 1971 featured 50 men on its cover. “The museum’s statement in defense was to the effect that women were no good so they didn’t have to deal with them.” What would such an exhibition be if it were re-imagined now?

·      Things I’d forgotten about Louise Bourgeois: “she majored in mathematics at school, took her baccalaureate in philosophy, and studied calculus and solid geometry at the Sorbonne.”

·      Artists whose work I need to know a whole lot more about: Nancy Graves (especially her Reflections on the Moon), Mary Miss (About her Battery Park Landfill, Lippard writes, “You are standing outdoors; you have approached something which appears flimsy and small in its vast surroundings, and now you are inside of it, drawn into its central focus, your perspective aggrandizing magically.” Although I suspect the perspective effect wasn’t magic, but geometry.) and every one of the Twenty-Six Contemporary Women Artists that Lippard included in the first exhibition of women’s art she curated, in 1971 (including Glorianna Davenport, whom I’ve known for years as a filmmaker, but whose early work is still utterly unknown to me).

Being guided into the past by Lucy Lippard makes me want to hurry in the present—to make the best exhibitions, to understand and show the best art, to learn everything and tell it all. They’re ambitions unlikely to lead to offers of pie.

Even though it sure does look good.

 

 

Tuesday 06.24.14
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