17 April 2009

One mans ceiling is another mans floor.

I just got a flac encoded version of the Paul's Boutique remaster. I'd like to say that I'm "real" enough to be immune to the cheesy pseudo-pop that is this disc, but I'm not. My relisten to the remaster has made me reconsider re: how hip hop should consider itself. Beyond being a dictionary of samples. Beyond being something I've been exposed to for two decades and I have a pavlovian response to. This album has a specific place in the history of hip hop and that moment exposes many of the traps that hip hop has found itself in since hip hop was born of funk and disco in the mid 70's.

This was an era where no one had to defend their own version of what was "real." Absent are the nausiating mentions of brand names and the knee jerk obverse from the 90's. No need to choose sides on the dialectic of "jiggy" or "independent as fuck." There was no reason to mention national politics. The country was doing alright and our current president was a lowly Harvard law-student. There was no populist outrage to channel. A certain member of the band hadn't even started caring about Tibet yet. The much hyped east/west myths hadn't started yet either.

Paul's Boutique comes from a group of NY dudes who didn't care that they shouldn't be hip hop in Cali working with the guys who did Tone Lōc and Young Mc's albums. They had no support from their label, managers, former producer, or anyone. They were frat rapers to everyone else. They were either at a low point or free to rewrite history. They made an album that includes what they thought word play should be at the time. They had an incredible group of instrumentals from the Dust Brothers. They grabbed the attention of every beat maker on the planet and the lyrics were good enough to still sound pretty fresh today.

For too long we who enjoy hip hop have worried about the borders of our music. Like sheep dogs we worry about the edges: who produced the album, who paid for it, who did they sample, are they from a certain town, will they tour with other bands from their label, etc? And more insidious questions. Why aren't they doing something that I find to be "real". Either saying more or less of something than they did or did not say. You have to either be more or less street, more or less intelligent, or some thing else like that. Company Flow has too many lyrics and their beats are too slow. They are too backpacker. Wu-Tang is too street or not street enough depending on who is judging. Real hip hop is X and you are not that.

Hip hop will do fine with out you worrying about it. To use a metaphor, instead of viewing hip hop artists as a species that need herding, it should be considered an environment for different species to grow up in. Each of hip hop's subspecies are an autochthonous species of hip hop's healthy, vibrant landscape. If someone was worried that Q-Tip is too soft, Lif is too political, Aesop is too art school, Jazzy Jay is a sell out, Gangstarr is too commercial, Hawt ### FM is too violent, too misogynist, too urban, or whatever, too bad! If hip hop is an art form, rather than a derivative sub-section of pop than it has to be diverse. To be a healthy environment there has to be a balance of competing forces.

Throughout the history of Fine Art, an art form that has one style is doomed to failure. It is only those that can adapt to the environment of art that survive. Artists change style, media, etc as they see fit to make new work. If every new art student entering the art market made the same work there would be something wrong and no one would want to see the work at all. Art is an environment which allows for diverse forms to exist in it. That's one reason why trying to find a singular definition for Fine Art has always failed. It isn't a thing, its a method-thought process-idea-environment-modality-etc.

Paul's Boutique is enjoyable. Unlike Lif's new album I Heard it Today, which to me is unpleasant to say the least. I've been a fan since he was a nobody, but I can't imagine getting excited by that album. Does that mean that Lif should reconsider his career? No. It just means that I'm not interested in faux-political populist ramblings. I am living through this complicated economic environment just like everyone else is by doing what I can do. It just makes bad art to me. To quote (of all people) Ben Affleck on Rachel Maddow's show:

I think it can be really tricky because I think you have to think of it as a storyteller first. Because, I think when it becomes didactic, you know, it is off-putting. And I think you have to tell a good story. I think at the root of good stories is humanity. And if you‘re telling stories that have a kind of humanity in it, I think, those naturally play - I think - play to the values inherent to liberal democracy, which value people - which empathizes with the struggles of people who work for a living and cares about the value of human life.

And you know, to me, that kind of dovetails with the kind of values I care about. I think when you start banging on it too hard and, you know, you want to re-make the jungle, it feels a little bit like - it can feel a little strident.

I think doing documentaries, for example, is sort of a better way to get at that. Michael Moore, obviously, has been very effective at doing that. There are a lot of different ways to, you know, kind of use artistic expression to effect social change.

I do think that‘s an appropriate way to do it as an artist. And I think it‘s a way that we can kind of fit in. I‘ve tried to do that making documentaries and making movies but only in ways where I think it can be effective.

19 March 2009

If you'd like to buy a retrospective, press 1

I have nothing positive* to say about the Supply and Demand show at the ICA. The "catalog" is produced and published by the artist. The first thing you read on the wall is SF's words about how all this design work for his clothing brand is a phenomenology experiment. I think every wall text is from the "catalog." It reminds me of a certain show that the MFA put up...

It's not the most egregious exhibit being sold as a retrospective that is up right now though. Dude was 29 when this show was put together. Consider that for a minute.

Whereas Stevovich deserves a retrospective. His style or materials have not changed in significant ways over time, but his career has gone on long enough that some hardworking curator could go through his 38+ year career and find some themes and influences to write about and supplement with other artists' works. And his numerous collectors would appreciate his work getting some shine and would be happy to donate.


*Why am I bringing it up again? I went over to see the Eileen Quinlan and Acting Out show tonight. Both are as nice as I hoped they would be. But I had to walk through Supply and Demand again and it made me feel dirty. ick. I'll write more tomorrow.

11 March 2009

To my 1 reader

I just started cataloging a private print collection that shall remain annon. Let's say it is big a big enough collection that I am considering which frame builder will get my monies later this year for my cyclocross ride. I will be back to reviewing work and writing a bit as soon as I get it rolling.

For now, go to the BP Biennial at the 808, Peter's show, and prepare for The Miracle 5's show at 242 (RSVP people!). The PEM has some contemporary Chinese art up through May. Thursday, March 19th, the ICA's Jen Mergel and Eileen Quinlan will discuss some interesting photos and on April 2 the lovely miss Mergel will discuss videos. And if you are going to the SGC conference in Chicago or are lucky enough to live in the windy city I will have two works being shown and am looking for drinking buddies like usual! As SGC is a drinking not a print conference...


And last, but most cryptically, congrats to B.S. on his new job in finance at a local Art Organization- even though it has not been announced.

17 February 2009

Feb Gallery Round up

450 Harrison- The home of Boston's obvious galleries.

  • OHT- Some kind of indistinguishable painting. Someday painters will become as jaded as I am about talking about loaded brushes and the tension of surfaces.
  • Soprafina- Effectively Mixit studios show. I got no love for these works. The lone exception is Heddi Siebel's print "...nowhere on earth was there just such a situation..." which is a well conceived monoprint fantasy of an archipelago's map with some ocean going vessels and the moon. Which held my attention and kept me viewing it for a few minutes so I could enjoy the various relationships presented in the assorted images.
  • Steven Zevitas- Julie Miller continues her OCD love fest for small circles in various colors. Someone at this gallery loves fields of small objects. Jacob El Hanani, Astrid Bowlby, and Miller all work in a similar style. Not that it is a bad thing, but it is sometimes remarkable to see the similarities in shows at a single gallery.
  • Kingston- Sophia Ainslie- I've not liked other works by this artist, but I was blown away by the casual and open ended work in this show. Instead of getting bogged down in a single theme- plastic detergent bottles- these drawings are automatic and reveal as much about the landscape as any of her other installations, if not more. They are more like a Sarah Sze sculpture or a Lebbeus Woods conceptual architectural plan than the artist's own recent work. She also has a prodigious output in this show. It seems like she could do this all day.
  • Diamond- closed when I was there. But I love the type of realism that they purvey.
  • Sampson- Sculptures from Kenji Fujita. I'm never sure what to say about the sculptures that Sampson puts up. These and Taylor Davis's work both annoy me for their lovely complexities. They remind me of what Roger Scruton said about Heidegger "Being and Time is formidably difficult- unless it is utter nonsense" I think many viewers have a difficulty deciding if these sculptures are art-as-what-you-can-get-away-with or if Fujita truly believes that these works are a kind of fractured fairy tale or based on Wallace Stevens' poems. I fall on the side of believing in the artist, and was amused by the home-store materials and shoddy craftsmanship. I love the floor standing "Air Plant #1" which could be exhibited with Nathalie Miebach's work and each would enhance the other's meaning.
  • Walker Contemporary- Ryan McLennan who hails from Richmond and VCU. Man I can't put words to these works on paper. Animals, subliminal bears made out of leaves, the white background. These works are the most interesting thing at 450 Harrison right now. You owe it to yourself to go see these in person. McLennan has kept an active gallery schedule in Richmond, LA, and other spots over the last few years. I think his work is very personal for him and is both highly cerebral and seductive visually for the viewer. I'm sure that there are some who will decry the illustrative quality to his work, but for those people, I have nothing but sympathy and the suggestion to look at the relationships portrayed in his work. For those who will disparage the meanings and relationships between the animals as PC lefty blah blah, what do you want? Greenbergian object art?
  • Kayafas- Aaron Siskind shows some more photogravures and Beth Kantrowitz curates a show called "add and subtract" and Bruce Cratsley puts up some work. Too many works, too little conections to me. A gallery can have too much space.
  • Carroll and Sons- Up front is Wendy Richmond. She had a few of the black and white intaglio prints shown a few years ago here and they return with some new video works to accompany them. The videos change my understanding of the intaglio versions. The videos create a sense of missing out and there is a hard time believing that they are not staged. But they aren't. This is the reflection of NY and its lack of stillness. Anywhere you are a person seems unaware that you are capturing them for a gallery show. The intaglio versions seem to be composed, and I intend both meanings- the are both polite and shaped by the artist. They seem static and poetic- time is slower and each subject is standing for themselves in their own space. Whereas the video works seem like desperate dances, motion for the sake of motion, and the subject is just another person who the artists doesn't care about or recognize as a person. In fact, that is the crux to me. It seems that the artist just looks for oblivious people to prove that people are oblivious in NY. No moments are more important than any other. They whoosh by and are replaced by another moment that you can't seem to stop from whooshing by again. No one connects. There is no composition or composing yourself for the spiral of people in the video portion. It seemed very NY and very cynical compared to the intaglio versions.