exhibit reviews:
Bernie
Reid,
Analogue Books
Edinburgh, UK
by Rea Cris
Joshua
Petker, The
Shooting Gallery
San Francisco, CA
by Tonya Warner
The
Good, The Bad, and The Ugly, New
Langton Arts
San Francisco, CA
by Tonya Warner
Chris
Yormick, White Walls
San Francisco, CA
by Tonya Warner
t.s.
Beall , Castlefield
Gallery
Manchester, UK
by Rea Cris
book reviews:
Strapless
by
Deborah Davis
Tarcher/Penguin, 2003
by Catherine Kaleel
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Joshua Petker: Neon
Black
The Shooting Gallery
San Francisco, CA
13 January – 3 February
Review by Tonya Warner
First of all, let me state two things important to this show: first, I
hate neon (and by which I mean the bastardization of colour, not the sorta-defunct
dance night or actual glass lights) and secondly, I hate
scenester art – especially pictures of scenester
girls. That said, my first impression upon entering the Shooting
Gallery from the far superior Chris
Yormick show next door at White Walls, was, “oooh,
girls and skulls and neon, oh my!” The show, which is surrounded
by sloppy and hastily painted wall decoration, mainly consists of portraits
of scenester girls with flesh tones of bright pink, green, and yellow,
striking faces that are trying to be sexy, provocative, bitchy, or just
generally messed up. There are definitely visual reminders of Suicide
Girls, the hipster porn site. (Incidentally, the image above
does no justice to the retna bleeding intesity of colour found in this
show).
The subjects of these paintings are so distractingly obnoxious in their
self-indulgent vacuity that even some of the more interesting pieces,
such as “Bottle Up and Explode” (a reference to Gustav Klimt?
come on) appear as more visual vomit. The saddest thing about this show
is that it is clear that Petker is technically not a bad painter and sometimes
shows interesting technique, such as the work “Santa Monica BLVD,”
where he mixes paint with magazine images, which are partially ripped
off to reveal blank canvas beneath.
Don’t try to call any of this ironic – there is nothing ironic
about endorsing and furthering a trendy style that surely needs no further
aggrandizement. And don’t try to excuse this work because Petker
has roots in graffiti or uses reclaimed canvases – everyone and
their mother has a link to street art in the San Francisco gallery scene
in this day and age, and that’s no excuse to create ugly, boring
art – the show next door fully drives this home.
Assisted by fancy mirrors dotted amongst the paintings (both emphasizing
the elements of vanity and appearance, and reflecting the opening crowd),
it becomes clear that Petker’s intended audience is the same as
his subject matter – truly art for the
Arrow Bar set.
[links to certain references have been provided for those outside the
Bay Area]
http://www.shootinggallerysf.com/
http://www.joshuapetker.com/ |
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