reviews:
Simon
Starling: Wilhelm Noack oHG,
Neuger Riemschneider
Berlin, Germany
by Rea Cris
Rebecca
Horn, Martin-Gropius-Bau
Berlin, Germany
by Rea Cris
Katarzyna
Kozyra, DAAD Gallery
Berlin, Germany
by Rea Cris
111
@ 111, 111 Minna Gallery
San
Francisco, CA
by Tonya Warner
Snowdomes,
The National Glass Centre
Sunderland, UK
by
Rea Cris
Into
Me / Out of Me, KW Institute
Berlin, Germany
by Rea Cris
Off
the Wall, Gallery of Modern Art
Edinburgh, UK
by Rea Cris
Anselm
Kiefer, SFMoMA
San Francisco, CA
by Tonya Warner
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Off the Wall:Floor-
and Ceiling-based Works
Gallery of Modern Art, National Galleries of Scotland
Edinburgh, UK
Dec 9 2006 - May 28 2007
As seen by Rea Cris
Off the Wall shows how art has moved away from the confines of the picture
frame and has taken up residence on the floor or ceiling. But of course,
the National Galleries of Scotland are not creating a retrospective of
the sculptural practices of art, but rather demonstrating the contemporary
practice of moving away from the two dimensional surface of the canvas.
It's a small and intimate exhibition; compromised of nine artists and
works solely owned by the NGS, but due to the space and their fragility,
the works are not always on permanent display.
Unfortunately, the NGS have taken a more humorous and gimmicky approach
to promoting this exhibition. Their information pamphlet emphasizes the
playfulness of the works, as the exhibit is "not just one to see,
but one to experience". This promotional tactic was proven right
by the amount of young couples with children, expecting arty playpens
where they could snap a quirky Kodak moment. Too bad that all but two
of the art works can actually be physically interacted with and if so,
at a restrained level. This mentality is ill-chosen as the works on display
are not about lowering the 'do not touch' barrier and going wild with
prohibited pleasure, but rather making the viewer aware of their physical
surrounding and volume they take up, even without the sensation of touch.
Jim Lambie's JL-Zobop floor piece fills a whole room, while still leaving
it empty. You are allowed and expected to walk around the room, but you
do so with trepidation aware of other people present and despite the 'loudness'
of the piece its overcome by the stillness of the gallery. Yinka Shonibare's
Sun, Sand and Sea make you aware of the clumsiness and awkwardness of
the human body; one false move and the whole piece could be shattered.
Nathan Coley's The Lamp of Sacrifice, 286 Places of Worship Edinburgh
2004, first shown at the Fruitmarket gallery, is spilt between two rooms,
thereby diminishing the effect of the work. These cardboard models, no
taller than a couple of meters, give the viewer a sensation of being a
child rather than a giant, but the models are so densely packed that we
hover at the edges, left out, wanting in. Christine Borland's Hippocrates
can claim the title of being the only ceiling piece as her tear shaped
test tubes hang above our heads. The work posses an oppressive foreboding
disguised in a pretty costume. One should not believe that humor is inappropriate
as demonstrated in David Shrigley's Sculpture of a Piece of Paper (1997).
But then again, you never know with Shrigley whether he is laughing along
or is dead serious.
Martin Creed's Work No. 370 Balls from 2004 is being shown at the Gallery
of Modern Art for the first time and can be physically interacted with
at a moderated level. The work compromises of all types of balls or spheres,
from beach balls, cricket, billiards, golf, football, basketball, baseball,
christmas decorations, snowglobes, door handles, hackie sacks, chime balls,
a bowling ball with a panda in it and huge black plastic sphere in the
corner which looks like its slowly deflating. Its understandable why the
NGS issue a warning for people to tread softly as most people's first
(and seemingly only) instinct when walking into the space was to defiantly
kick a beach ball across the room and then promptly move onto the next
room satisfied with themsleves. Creed describes this piece as an anthropological
investigation and when walking among the balls scavenging to be the first
to find a different or bizarre ball the thought that humans could be likened
to them is striking. We are scientists, playing God, selecting and discarding
humans based on the whims of our personel taste. Maybe in the end we are
no better than those who kick and run away.
http://www.nationalgalleries.org/
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