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letter from new york : : meaghan kent

 

in chelsea: louise lawler at metro pictures, jane & louise wilson at 303 gallery

In the 1980's Louise Lawler photographed other artists' works and then exhibited the photographs, receiving a 10% commission from sales. This is at the same time use of the art object as the subject in itself and a critique on art world economics. Lawler is best known for Ciba-chromes of artwork in situ -- artworks that are hung and tagged on museum walls, blending into a collector's home or Ancient Greek statuary crated in storage. In her latest exhibition at Metro Pictures, Looking Forward, she continued her focus on art in transition -- work that temporarily changes identities and literally becomes the art as object. The works as photographed by Lawler, are ready to be installed in or taken down from galleries, museums or art fairs - art works in a state of transition rather than fixed in a hierarchy of value.

Lawler is a reporter of art in its dressing room. With the rising popularity of international art fairs it comes as no surprise that there is an insider's dialogue around art in transit. Her subject is the art work, but she is no mere appropriator. Here is found a brief viewing of fine art in it's constructed phase. Art handlers are gloved and the works are carefully packaged in blankets and bubble wrap. Lawler locates a Damien Hirst work hiding in a closet -- ready of course to be pulled out at a moment's hundred thousand dollar notice. Much artwork, we are reminded, spends more time in boxes and transit than in actual presentation.

The exhibition's best example is the simply-titled Big, (2002-2003), which includes a decapitated Catalan sculpture of Picasso resting on the floor of the Marian Goodman stand at an art fair. Lawler's Big is both comic and tragic as it presents Picasso's oversized head staring at its own body on the floor. The Thomas Struth on the wall behind (Struth is also a photographer who captures candid art museum moments), encapsulates yet another dialogue between the viewer and the viewed. Big exposes a very brief moment at Goodman's stand - and it is a revelation of sorts that something as big as Picasso and expensive as a Catalan might be found lying around on the floor.

Lawler's photographs about artwork reached notoriety during the art self-conscious 1980s and 1990s. At the Kustmuseum during Art Basel in Switzerland recently, her critical observations concerning art about art may have peaked. With the rise in art fairs, Lawler's institutional critique has enlarged its corpus. The current environment depicted in her photographs makes the work both relevant and timely.

What makes her work most interesting is its strong ties to temporary, transient placements (perhaps like photographing $100 bills as they change hands). While the body of work is thematically consistent, we are continuously taken from one space to another, pushed into the same sense of dislocation caught in the images. Art works come across as nomadic wanderers through history, albeit within the same desert. This is in strong contrast to the usual presentation of valuable works art - surrounded by white wall space as if they occupied a territory independent of societal context.

Another sort of dislocation is seen in Jane and Louise Wilson's current exhibition at 303 Gallery. While the Wilson's show is thematically specific, it also reeks of isolation. Their haunting installation "Erewhon" is titled after a Samuel Butler satire from 1872, and video footage, taken during their two-month residency in New Zealand, and spills out onto five screens; the viewer physically enters into work itself. While two different locations are scenes -- a mining town in Denniston and a vacant sanitarium in Hanmer -- the work is edited well enough to situate you into both locations at once. Images of lush farm country are layered with early 20th century women's gymnastics. The narrative, weirdly enough, unveils tragedy and loss: Erewhon is nowhere backwards.

In the gymnasium scenes, the Wilsons recreate a time period in New Zealand following World War I when the country's male population was greatly decreased. Enormous casualties for the small country prompted the government to develop eugenics policies. The nation rapidly became engrossed with health, pushing many young women into obsessive fitness routines.

The long pauses in the women's routines, where they hold their positions for lengths of time is matched to the quiet whistling of farm country. The Wilsons are known for their extended shots, and in this case, calmness is especially isolating and disorienting. The shifting from empty sanitarium to exercise routines sustains a slow progression. Scenes of the sanitarium with its fragmented windows further evoke the emptiness of an expansive landscape.

Considering notions of dislocation, and the difference between shifting from one place to another, dominated my attention when suddenly the heel of my boot caught on the top stair of the Gallery and I fell six steps onto the ground below me (ironically I landed on an artistic rendering of an outlined figure taped on the sidewalk). I wondered what might have caused my fall: Was I still feeling displaced by Lawler's Cibachrome prints or perhaps frightened from the voluptuous exercising women swinging in the Gallery above? Fortunately the Lawler catalogue I just purchased broke my fall.

 

Meaghan Kent is an Assistant Director at I-20 Gallery, New York City, New York. Her e-mail is kent@i-20.com

 

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