Sunday, December 27, 2015

Luminous Blotches – Some Gallerists (Group Show @ The Duck) by James D Bowman 3

I'd like to liken Ramaya Tegegne’s contribution to a dream that I [might as well have] had, in which Maria Callas did guest vocals on an unreleased Wu-Tang Clan album. I would like to, but it wouldn’t (most likely) be quite right. Bjarne Melgaard’s hilarious work here seems a fever dreamy exercise in parental prayer, and is somewhat reminiscent of recently deceased memes. What heroic palpitations can we sense at the center of these artists’ dark hybridity? Have they twisted colorful chunks of the terrestrial into a semi-transcendent critique of aesthetic paramountcy, and thus avoided the trite death at the center of hackneyed ideologies’ colonization of a collective imagination already marred by an overdose of faux-jouissance? Probably not, to be honest—but it does the heart some good to hope so. Luminous blotches of semi-sub-ideational creation, the works in Some Gallerists manifest as a stunned array of graceful waitresses, no? A cherubic fool, I’ve let the show’s multifariousness arouse my awareness of overlooked actualities that undergird everyday sites of public rituality. One of Max Brand’s beautiful contributions (a boom boxy thing dressed in a plastic bag tank top) seems to me to concern itself with the Then in the midst of the Now, and with the Ins and Outs of the Odds and Ends of the impenetrable legacies aplenty.

Ramaya Tegegne

Max Brand

Bjarne Melgaard



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