Type A, Trigger @Aldrich

JTF (just the facts): A mixed media installation of an unknown number of offset printed paper targets, each 35×23, hung unframed from stainless steel aircraft cables running in a grid across the center of the single room gallery space. All of the works were produced by the artists and then became actual commercial gun targets sold by Law Enforcement Targets Inc (here); the three images at right were the top sellers for the month of May. The work was made in 2011. (Marginal installation shots at right.)
 
Comments/Context: Are you ready for a new piece of photographic jargon? The artistic team of Adam Ames and Andrew Bordwin (together known as Type A) have come up with interpropriation: “the act of interjecting themselves and actively participating in cultures outside the art world”. While this may sound like egg headed art-speak, this kind of search for the authentic seems to be a strong and growing undercurrent in contemporary photography, likely as a backlash against art that seems too precious, inwardly focused or detached from reality. Participating in the real world as though one was a part of a particular subculture is on the rise; Nikki Lee took a variant of this same idea to new levels of commitment a few years back, and many, many others are now investigating countless social groups from the inside.

In this case, Type A has immersed themselves in American gun culture by making staged photographs of dramatic moments of home invasion, domestic and workplace violence, and urban robbery (along with a few blood covered zombies for kicks), all executed as actual paper targets designed for practice at the neighborhood shooting range. Styled like advertisements for the next new police show, the artist’s friends and colleagues, as well as some museum staff and trustees, found themselves pointing guns at each other’s heads and acting out various tense scenes of cruelty and injustice. The result are objects that mix fear and recreation, danger and fantasy in unexpected ways, making the images both disturbing and almost uncomfortably comic at the same time.

By the way, this installation is perhaps the most exciting and innovative physical approach to showing photography I have seen in a very long time. Rather than the tired toilet bowl ring of pictures circumnavigating a white cube in a single line at eye level, the prints hang down from the ceiling in dense rows, untethered to anything except the wires above. The installation forces the viewer to walk back and forth between the hanging prints, brushing up unnervingly close, especially given the violent subject matter depicted here. The portraits are at human scale, so there is something intensely real about the interaction; the man with the gun is right in your face, forcing you to fight or flee.

Collector’s POV: Since this is a museum show, there are, of course, no relevant prices for the works on display. I could find no gallery representation for Type A. Andrew Bordwin seems to be represented on his own by Julie Saul Gallery (here); I could find no equivalent representation for Adam Ames. The printed targets themselves are available from Law Enforcement Targets, Inc (linked above), apparently for less than $1 a piece.

Rating: * (one star) GOOD (rating system described here)

Transit Hub:
  • Artist site (here)

Through December 31

Aldrich Contemporary Art Museum
258 Main Street
Ridgefield, CT 06877

Daniele Tamagni & Africolor @Danziger

Yet another holdover review from the summer.

JTF (just the facts): A two part show, with color photographs by Daniele Tamagni in the main gallery space and a group show entitled Africolor in the back room. The Tamagni exhibit consists of 12 c-prints framed in white and matted, each 12×18, 20×28 or 28×39 or reverse, in editions of 10, from 2008. A monograph of this body of work, entitled Gentlemen of Bacongo, was published by Trolley Books in 2009 (here). The Africolor exhibit consists of 24 works from 7 different photographers, variously framed and matted or pinned directly to the wall. (Installation shots at right.)

The following photographers are included in the Africolor portion of the exhibit; the number of prints on view and their details are in parentheses:
  • Samuel Fosso (2 digital c-prints from the series TATI, each roughly 59×63, in editions of 3+2AP, from 1997)
  • Martin Parr (6 Lambda prints, either 24×20, 24×36, or 50×70, from 2001-2005)
  • JR (1 pigment print, 26×40, from 2008)
  • Malick Sidibe (8 gelatin silver prints with hand painted glass and cardboard frames, ranging from 4×3 to 16×12, from 1974 to 2003)
  • Mickalene Thomas (2 c-prints, each 40×50, in editions of 5, from 2010)
  • Ruud van Empel (2 cibachrome prints on dibond and Plexiglas, each 33×24, in editions of 13, from 2006 and 2008)
  • Lolo Veleko (3 pigment prints, each 14×11, from 2002-2004)
Comments/Context: This smart combination of Italian photojournalist Daniele Tamagni’s images of dapper Congolese men and a supporting exhibit of color-driven African photography (loosely defined) gets my vote for the best summer group show of photography in New York this year. In contrast to the mind numbing boredom of the typical gathering of the gallery stable, this show introduces a memorable body of work and surrounds it with a relevant sampler of related pictures. It’s fresh, brash, and lively, with a snappy sense of style.

Tamagni’s photographs chronicle the dapper fashions of members of La SAPE (La Societe des Ambianceurs et des Personnes Elegantes). With a flair for extravagant, vibrant color (blazers in pink and lime green, pants in red and orange), their dashing suits and careful accessories provide a stark contrast to the poverty of their everyday lives. These gentlemen strut and swagger around town with elegant walking sticks and fedoras, creating an eye-catching mix of colonial and Congolese cultural remnants. The push and pull between the natty clothes and the realities of crumbling walls, wet laundry, and wandering children makes for visual contradictions that stand out.

The paired Africolor show bursts with a cacophony of styles, colors and patterns. I found Martin Parr’s images from Dakar to be especially striking, from the dueling stripes of a dress and handbag, to a rainbow of shoe straps and a head covered in sunglasses for sale. Lolo Veleko’s portraits capture youthful street styles, with funky, unexpected combinations of fashions. And Mickalene Thomas’ interior portraits collect a dizzying number of patterns (curtains, pillows, sofa, and dress) in layers that defy logic but somehow work in electric harmony. With Sidibe, van Empel, and Fosso added to the mix, the room vibrates with casual glamour and dynamic energy.

What I found most intriguing about this selection of photographs was the repeated sense of Western styles being appropriated and refashioned for local tastes, forging something entirely new and original out of the raw material of the familiar. All in, a positive pulse of life beats strongly throughout this entire exhibit, making it a welcome antidote to the sleepy status quo of the warm summer months.

Collector’s POV: The prints by Daniele Tamagni are priced in ratcheting editions. The 12×18 works start at $3000 and rise to $5500 at the end of the edition, the 20×28 works start at $4000 and rise to $6500, and the 28×39 works start at $5000 and rise to $7500. Tamagni’s works have very little secondary market history, so gallery retail is likely the best option for interested collectors at this point.

The prints in the Africolor portion of the show are priced as follows:
  • Samuel Fosso: $5500 each
  • Martin Parr: $3400, $6000, or $12000, based on size
  • JR: $1500
  • Malick Sidibe: $3800 or $8500, based on size
  • Mickalene Thomas: $9000 each
  • Ruud van Empel: $34000 or $38000
  • Lolo Veleko: $3000 or $5500
Rating: ** (two stars) VERY GOOD (rating system described here)

Transit Hub:
  • Tamagni artist site (here)
  • Parr artist site (here)
  • Thomas artist site (here)
  • Review: Photo Booth (here)

Through September 10th

527 West 23rd Street

New York, NY 10011

Gary Schneider, HandPrint Portraits, Johannesburg @Krut

JTF (just the facts): A total of 14 hand print photograms, either unframed and pinned directly to the wall or framed in black and unmatted, and hung in the main gallery space, the viewing alcove and the office area. The works are available in two sizes: 50×40 pigmented ink prints on canvas, in editions of 5, and 10×8 pigmented ink prints on paper, in editions of 7. There are 10 images in the large size and 4 images in the small size on display. All of the works were made in 2011. (Installation shots at right.)

Comments/Context: South African photographer Gary Schneider’s recent hand print portraits are original examples of that elemental human urge to self-identify found in everything from the caves of Lascaux to a child’s pre-school finger paintings. His images connect to a long tradition of scientific and medical photography, where x-rays and photograms have been used extensively in investigating, categorizing, and documenting life forms of all kinds, and bridge into the artistic realm via reconsiderations of process, scale, and subject matter.
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Made by the simple gesture of a single left hand placed on light sensitive paper, Schneider’s portraits sparkle and glow as though lit from within. Areas of heat and sweat become ghostly auras of soft yellow and orange, and detailed fingerprints and skin undulations are transformed into whorls of bright lines and pinpricks of light. Enlarged to monumental size, the hands of various members of the South African artistic community are transformed into symbols of mysterious individuality, emitting a kind of throbbing electric power. The smaller sized prints have an entirely different feel; they seem intimate and expressive, the private touch of the artist as a singular personal gift. From Kentridge and Ballen to Goldblatt and Subotzky, individuality is captured in shimmering luminescence.

Collector’s POV: The works in the exhibit are available in two sizes: the 50×40 prints are $11000 and the 10×8 prints are $3500. Schneider’s works have very little secondary market history, so gallery retail is likely the best option for interested collectors at this point.

Rating: * (one star) GOOD (rating system described here)

Transit Hub:
  • Artist site (here)
  • Review: New Yorker (here)
Through October 22nd
526 West 26th Street
New York, NY 10001

Paolo Ventura, The Automaton of Venice @Hasted Kraeutler

JTF (just the facts): A total of 16 large scale color photographs, framed in back and unmatted, and displayed in the entry and first two gallery spaces. The works are digital chromogenic prints from two new series: The Automaton (made in 2010) and Behind the Walls (made in 2011). There are 11 works from The Automaton and 5 works from Behind the Walls. The prints come in two sizes: 30×40, in editions of 3 for images from The Automaton and 5 for those from Behind the Walls, and 40×50, in editions of 5 for both series. All of the works on display are shown in the large size. A slim monograph of The Automaton has recently been published by Peliti Associati (here) and is available from the gallery for $35. A 40×30 poster from The Automaton is also available for $50. (Installation shots at right.)
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Comments/Context: Paolo Ventura’s new work continues his meticulous exploration of self-contained photographic fiction, drawing from his own childhood memories of 1940s Italy and transforming them into evocative historical stories. Using realistic hand crafted dioramas and miniatures as his subjects, he constructs images that are nostalgic recreations of place and time, with period details and doll-like characters who inhabit the set-ups. With each successive project, his pictures have become more immersive and painterly in style, creating fantasy narratives that are evolving toward the feel of carefully sequenced children’s tales.

In The Automaton, Ventura locates his story in Fascist Venice during the occupation by the Nazis and the last deportation of Jews. To keep himself company, an elderly watchmaker builds an automaton in his dingy, clock choked, attic apartment. Nearby store fronts and book stalls are closed, canals are stagnant and foggy, trash and abandoned items are strewn across small piazzas, and a few lonely souls wander the streets or flee from the rooftops. Ventura’s Venice is soot stained and muted, executed in a melancholy, desaturated palette and enveloped in a misty, foreboding silence. There is little or no action taking place – the images are entirely descriptive and atmospheric, and the emptiness of the city is eerie, weighed down by a thick greyness.

These images are certainly among the contemporary “best of breed” in terms of technical image construction. And Ventura’s memory-driven approach has been consistently successful at delivering images with understated emotion. What’s different here is that this new story is even darker than the drab, gritty carnival world of his previous series, Winter Stories. The childlike wonder of those pictures has been replaced with more adult themes in these new works, and a stronger undercurrent of uncertainty and despair now runs throughout the narrative. Ventura is still exploring the boundaries of the staged photographic narrative, and as his craft is being perfected, the historical subject matter is becoming more layered and moody.

Collector’s POV: The works in the show are each available in two sizes: the 30×40 prints are $7500 and the 40×50 prints are $11250. Compared with the photographer’s show of similar imagery last year, this is a meaningful increase in price. Ventura’s work has very little auction history. Recent prices have ranged between roughly $4500 to $16000, but given such a thin secondary market, gallery retail is likely the only real option for interested collectors at this point.

Rating: * (one star) GOOD (rating system described here)

Transit Hub:

  • Artist site (here)
  • Reviews/Features: Photo Booth (here), T Magazine (here), ArtInfo (here), La Lettre de la Photographie (here)
Through October 15th

537 West 24th Street
New York, NY 10011

Vik Muniz @Sikkema Jenkins

JTF (just the facts): A total of 11 large scale color photographs, framed in black and unmatted, and hung in the entry, the main gallery space, and one of the two back rooms (a group of 6 Muniz sculptures, including a Tupperware sarcophagus and an ivory crowbar, are on display in the other back room). All of the works are digital c-prints made in 2011, from the Pictures of Magazines 2 series. The prints come in two sizes: “large” ranging from roughly 71×87 and 71×120 or reverse, and “small” ranging from roughly 40×42 to 40×50 or reverse; there are 9 large and 2 small prints in the show. Both sizes are available in editions of 6+4AP. (Installation shots at right.)
 
Comments/Context: Vik Muniz has made an astonishingly successful artistic career out of a relatively simple formula: take a famous image from art history (or an appropriated celebrity portrait), match it with one of a dizzying variety of unlikely media, painstakingly recreate it in that physical medium, and make a photograph of the end result. His works have forced us to reconsider these icons, and to see layers of connections, embellishments and ironies based on their transposition from paint into something altogether more unexpected.

In the past, Muniz has experimented with uniform media (like sugar, diamond dust, and chocolate syrup) and more three dimensional, multi-colored materials (like pigment, toys, and garbage) in his set-ups. And while he has employed fragments of magazines in a previous series, his new works expand beyond small punched discs into much larger torn scraps and strips, often bringing recognizable pop culture objects, faces and words into the mix. The effect is something more akin to a collage or rebus than ever before, with more of an invitation to unpack the swirling component parts and enjoy their underlying relationships, jokes, and allusions at a micro level. The jagged, uneven edges of the scraps also change the nature of Muniz’ use of texture; these works feel feathery, as if a soft wind was blowing across the surface of the image, catching the frays and creating a subtle flickering motion. These refinements add a new burst of energy to Muniz’ recreations of Friedrich, Van Gogh, Manet, Cezanne, Carracci and others (his re-interpretation of Caillebotte’s Floor Scrapers is particularly successful, in the center of the top installation shot), making the up close experience even more dense and complex.

I think it would be entirely possible for Muniz and his studio assistants to continue to crank out a flood of variations on his signature themes that would be happily consumed by the art market, but would fail to push forward in any meaningful way. I was therefore pleasantly surprised to find that these images both leverage his past successes and continue to take challenging risks, edging into territory that is less strictly visual and more layered and media savvy. Compared to his works from a decade ago, these new pictures are far more complicated; the density of recognizable visual clues is much higher, offering the viewer much more than a simple squint of artistic identification.

Collector’s POV: The prints in this show are priced based on size. The “large” prints are $45000 and the “small” prints are $32000. Muniz’ works are ubiquitous in the secondary markets for both photography and contemporary art, with dozens of images available at auction every season. Recent prices have continued to rise, ranging between $5000 and $270000, most finding a buyer in five figures.

Rating: ** (two stars) VERY GOOD (rating system defined here)

Transit Hub:

  • Artist site (here)
  • Reviews: NY Times (here), New Yorker (here)

Vik Muniz
Through October 15th

Sikkema Jenkins & Co.
530 West 22nd Street
New York, NY 10011

Roland Fischer, New Work @Von Lintel

JTF (just the facts): A total of 6 large scale works, unframed and unmatted, and hung in the single room gallery. Five of the works are single image c-prints face-mounted to plexiglas, sized 71×49, in editions of 5+1AP, taken between 2002 and 2011. The sixth work is a group of 5 smaller c-prints face mounted to plexiglas, each 20×14, the suite in editions of 10+2AP, from 2005. (Installation shots at right.) 

Comments/Context: German photographer Roland Fischer takes the idea of abstraction based on architectural forms to its logical end point extreme. Fragments of modern buildings are flattened, tightly cropped, and rendered scale-less (is this an entire facade or a tiny detail?), becoming exercises in colorful geometric patterning. Printed large and given a now familiar glossy object quality, they seem to drift away from the conventional photographic discourse, echoing Mondrian and Richter in their crisp, formal stripes and grids.

This method of abstraction is not, of course, new; we can go back to Barbara Crane and Harry Callahan or look to more contemporary work by Ola Kolehmainen to see this line of thinking being explored or to see echoes of similar pictures. Where I think Fischer has gone further is that in many cases, he has even removed surface depth and texture from the equation, truly paring the forms down to elemental two dimensional shapes; it is often difficult to ground these images in the context of “buildings” or to place them in some kind of recognizable physical reality. The scale of the works confuses this further, as “big” and “small” lose their relational meaning.

The more Fischer pushes away from typical photographic norms, the more these works drift toward a concrete connection to Hard Edge, Color Field, and Geometric painting and even Op Art; their original underlying photographic truth becomes insignificant, and we are forced to focus on the purity of the forms, regardless of their origin. Yes, these are architectural facades, but in each case, Fischer has sliced off a thin top layer and transformed it into a strict study in color and pattern.

Collector’s POV: The large 71×49 prints in this show are priced at $20000 each. The suite of 5 smaller 20×14 prints is $11000. Fischer’s work has very little secondary market history, so gallery retail remains the best option for collectors interested in following up.

Rating: * (one star) GOOD (rating system described here)

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Exhibition: Museo DA2, Salamanca, 2011 (here)

520 West 23rd Street
New York, NY 10011

Julian Faulhaber, Tulips @Hasted Kraeutler

Still working my way through the summer backlog.
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JTF (just the facts): A total of 8 large scale color works, framed in white and unmatted, and hung against white walls in the back room of the gallery. All of the works are Lambda prints, sized 32×47 or reverse. The images in the show were made in 2011, and are available in editions of 3. (Installation shots at right.)

Comments/Context: Earlier this year, the New York Times commissioned the German photographer Julian Faulhaber to make images of the spring time ritual of blossoming tulips in Holland (the article can be found here). Countless tourists visit the farms and fields each year to witness the riots of color, and the endless rows of bright flowers have become a post card cliche.

Faulhaber’s novel way into this subject was to take to the air and make abstract aerial shots of the fields themselves, cropping out the surroundings and sky to focus solely on the fragmented lines of color. The result is a set of images that are dramatically striped and linear, where variations of orientation and angle (horizontal, vertical, and diagonal) create rhythmic geometric patterns. It is a reductionist approach, turning the strict rigidity of agriculture into simple arrays of pigment, the texture of the tulips creating a mottled surface not unlike ribbons and bands of pastel.

Faulhaber is not the first to employ an aerial vantage point when looking at the flatness of the Dutch countryside; Gerco de Ruijter has made related images using a kite camera. The difference here is the emphasis on painterly color, and on how the rows of vibrant tulips can be transformed into delicate, perfectly straight lines when seen from afar. Instead of opting for the obvious and saccharine, Faulhaber has highlighted the intensity and exacting rigor of this surprisingly unnatural visual spectacle.
 

Collector’s POV: Each of the works in this show is priced at either $6000 or $7000 (likely a ratcheting edition price). Since Faulhaber’s prints have little secondary market history, gallery retail is likely the only option for interested collectors at this point.

Rating: * (one star) GOOD (rating system described here)

Transit Hub:

  • Artist site (here)

Julian Faulhaber, Tulips
Through August 19th

Hasted Kraeutler Gallery
537 West 24th Street
New York, NY 10011

Jill Greenberg, Glass Ceiling @ClampArt

Another closed show from earlier in the summer.
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JTF (just the facts): A total of 12 color photographs, framed in white with no mats, and hung in single room gallery space. The archival pigment prints come in three sizes: 14×19 (editions of 10), 25×33 (editions of 7), and 41×56 (editions of 3); there is 1 image in the small size, 10 in the medium size, and 1 in the large size on display in the exhibit. The works were made between 2008 and 2011. There is also a single sculpture on a white pedestal (a glass slipper), sized roughly 9x8x4, from 2011. (Installation shots at right.).
Comments/Context: Jill Greenberg’s recent underwater photographs are a meaningful departure from her signature stylized portraits of crying children, bears, and celebrities. Starting with ideas drawn from a commercial assignment (capturing the US synchronized swimming team), the project evolved over time into an overtly feminist statement, connecting to work from earlier in her artistic career.

Greenberg’s setup leads to a fairly literal visual embodiment of the concept of the “glass ceiling”. Women in color coordinated bathing suits hang suspended in pastel colored swimming pools; lit from above and shot from below, the bodies (either as clusters of women or solitary figures) drift headless, as their tops poke through the surface of the water. The strikingly preposterous detail to be found in these images is that all the women are wearing high heeled shoes, which weigh them down like anchors, dragging them into objectified doll-like poses or making them bob up and down in the water like buoys or corpses. Immersed in playful combinations of cotton candy pink, aquamarine blue, and faded peach refractions, the bodies seem oddly passive; unable to swim, the only option is to struggle to the top and gasp for breath. The prettiness of the pictures makes the situation all the more awkward and ridiculous.

While the feminist irony of the construct is obvious in a heavy handed way, I found the images to be quietly matter of fact and surprisingly distant. Sure, we can make some easy joke about being “dragged down by style” or the like, but there was less thrashing, fighting, and tension against that invisible barrier than I might have expected. The figures seem to float powerlessly, drained of their energy and empty of purpose, simply making the best of the puzzling reality of being stuck swimming in fancy shoes.

Collector’s POV: The works in this show are priced by size: “small” at $3500, “medium” at $5500, and “large” at $8000. Only a couple of Greenberg’s prints have reached the secondary markets, so it’s hard to chart much of a price pattern from so few lots; as such, gallery retail is likely the only option for interested collectors at this point.

Two random asides. First, these images reminded me of a terrific poem by the British poet Stevie Smith called Not Waving But Drowning (here). Second, I have racked my brain for durably memorable underwater photographs and I have come up empty. In fact, the only ones that I could remember at all were Brett Weston’s underwater nudes, which I have never cared for even remotely. What have I forgotten?

Rating: * (one star) GOOD (rating system described here)
Transit Hub:
  • Artist site (here)

Jill Greenberg, Glass Ceiling
Through August 19th

521-531 West 25th Street
New York, NY 10001

Luisa Lambri, Certain Variables @Luhring Augustine

I have a handful of shows in the backlog from the summer that I think merit a discussion, even though they are now closed. I’ll be working my way through these before I dig into the new Fall offerings.
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JTF (just the facts): A total of 13 Laserchrome prints, framed in white with no matting, and hung in the entry, main gallery, and one back room. The images range in size from 29×24 to 43×35 and are available in editions of 5. All of the negatives are from 2007. (Installation shots at right.)

Comments/Context: With a cursory glance at Luisa Lambri’s new photographs, it might be tempting to slap a label on them and think we can characterize what they’re all about. Calling them Minimalism or lumping them in with other architectural photographs from across time would be the two easiest paths forward, since her works are, in fact, elemental geometric images taken through the skylights of famous Modernist buildings. But I think those conclusions would be evidence of laziness on the part of the viewer; I think there’s quite a bit more to be discovered here beyond figuring out which bucket or category they might belong in.
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Most of the images in this show have the exact same framing: an upward view out a glass skylight at the Sheats-Goldstein House, where a leafy canopy of trees hangs overhead. Two parallel edges of the window running vertically through the frame act almost like a prism, subtly fracturing the natural scene. Changes in the light conditions generate images that range from hazy white Southern California brightness to dense dark green with moody shadows. Aside from a few fallen leaves trapped on the outside of the glass, the only variable is the light; everything else in the frame stays constant.

While this kind of rigorous set up may sound like the recipe for an academic exercise in photographic tonality, I think Lambri’s approach is less about rigid rules and tedious variations and more about a personal response to a specific space across time. The images are full of soft contemplation and quiet meditation, an experience of nature via the context of the building and through the eyes of the architect who placed that skylight just so. They are gradual and intimate, where fleeting shadows dance rhythmically across the glass surface or an ephemeral beam of faint sunlight pokes through the leaves. There is the strong feeling of seeing the “outside” from the “inside” and of becoming intricately involved in the architecture, rather than just recognizing its surface features.

I think this is a case where simplicity is deceiving; these pictures have much more personality than a Minimalist nametag might imply. Instead of showing us obvious views of soaring rooflines or elegant siting, Lambri has brought us down to the experience of the individual, showing us both the wonder and the nearly infinite variation that can come from such a controlled setting.

Collector’s POV:The images in the show are priced at either $10500 or $12000 based on size. Lambri’s work has very little secondary market history, so gallery retail is likely the only option for interested collectors at this point
 
Rating:
* (one star) GOOD (rating system described here)
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Transit Hub:

  • Exhibition: Luisa Lambri, Being There @Hammer, 2010 (here)
  • Venice Biennale, 2010 (here)

Luisa Lambri, Certain Variables
Through August 11

Luhring Augustine
531 West 24th Street
New York, NY 10011

Poetry on a Kindle and Other Mysteries

One byproduct of my summer long hiatus from writing about photography was that I spent a lot of time outside the echo chamber of the photo and collector communities. I didn’t read the reviews, articles, blog posts, comments and responses in various media that would normally swamp my brain and I didn’t follow the back and forth of the daily flow of ideas inside the bubble. Flat on my back in bed and off the grid, I had plenty of hours to let ideas percolate around in my skull, lingering and gestating, rather than getting flushed into oblivion by the next flashiest thing in the never-ending photo news cycle. The quiet was a good antidote to the continuous static.

Much of my time was spent reading, and nearly all of it occurred on my Kindle because of the issues I was having with my arms. The Kindle is far superior to a paper book if you only have one semi-functional hand to use, since you can prop the device up and easily flip the pages with a single press of a finger, rather than wrestling with both holding the book and somehow grabbing the single sheet of the next page. Spending so much time with this electronic device got me thinking quite a bit about what it was good for, why I used it in the manner I did, and other strange questions about the general nature of electronic media and its implications for the digital incarnations of fine art photography.

If your Kindle is anything like mine, it is an embarrassing slag heap of discarded, disposable literature. I’ve come to understand that this has happened because I only buy books on my Kindle that I have no intention of keeping; if I wanted a permanent copy to read again or for reference, I would buy it in paper, crack the spine, dog ear the pages and put in on my shelf. As a result, my particular device is filled with first run hardcovers that I could buy cheaper and get faster electronically (immediate gratification), plus an astonishingly eclectic assortment of non-fiction, mysteries, thrillers, science fiction and other guilty pleasures that I would have thrown out, never finished, passed along or given to the local library had I purchased them in physical form.

One thing that I have never, ever purchased on the Kindle is poetry. While the world is equally full of forgettable poetry as it is of other literary genres, by its very nature, at least in my mind, the whole point of poetry, especially the kind of good poetry that stays with you, is that you return to it again and again. And of the various forms of literature, the generally shorter length of poetry lends itself nicely to repeated use and deeper explication. This conclusion got me to thinking about a mysterious question: who actually buys poetry on a Kindle? And why would someone purchase something of permanence in a format designed for easy discarding?

The answer I came up with is that poetry makes sense on an electronic device only when that device changes from being a “reader” to being a portable “library”; instead of being read once and passing into nothingness, the work becomes available to be read again and again. This of course works better with a one page poem than it does with The Brothers Karamazov, simply due to the generally smaller investment of time required to fully enjoy the work and the higher likelihood of coming back again to revisit it in the future (how many books have your read more than twice in the entire span of your life?). This relationship between time investment and likely repeatability is even more obvious with music, since we often play individual songs over and over again, sometimes in a manic “can’t hear it enough” frenzy. My iPod was quickly dominated by a “library” usage model, and the reality of having my entire archive at my fingertips has undeniably changed the way I make choices about what to buy and what to listen to at any given moment. If my Kindle were to be used more like a library, I could certainly imagine having “shelves” full of poetry that I could refer to and enjoy from time to time; the problem is that I haven’t ever really considered using the device in this way.

So what does all this have to do with fine art photography? I think the “poetry on a Kindle” problem is very similar to the one facing digital forms of fine art photography. We have never thought that we could or should carry around a library of our favorite fine art photographs in digital form for handy display and reference. But why aren’t fine art photographs analogous to pop songs? Why doesn’t it make sense to want Moonrise and Chez Mondrian and hundreds of others on my iPad or other display device so I could re-experience them repeatedly? Shouldn’t we want to come back to great images, to savor them, and to return to them again and again because of the way they make us think and feel? Shouldn’t we want to show our friends both our current favorites and our long loved gems and discoveries?

Let’s use music and books as examples of how electronic forms have transformed certain media types. In both cases, a physical form is being slowly undermined by an electronic one, and this evolution has happened faster and faster as it has become clearer how to monetize that e-form and as devices have emerged that could be used easily to play the new media. In the case of photography, the first problem is that, unlike music and books, we haven’t figured out how to monetize the digital form of the medium yet, and so right now, any image in its digital form is inherently only consumable and disposable; see it, pay nothing for it, enjoy it, move on, forget it. There is no mechanism or process for “buying” “authorized” or “quality” versions of digital images that haven’t been stolen, scanned, hacked or otherwise used with or without the maker’s consent; it’s a lawless, amorphous land.

But imagine there was a photo equivalent of the digital CD or ebook, call it the digital portfolio if you want, issued directly by and vouched for by the photographer. Just like the old style photo portfolio in a special linen box, it’s a selection of images grouped together (and potentially carefully sequenced), but instead of physical prints, these would be high quality, high resolution JPEGs or whatever technical format we might agree on, perhaps with fancy security features, hidden watermarks or digital rights management, perhaps not (I’ll explain why these might not be needed in a moment). This distinct digital portfolio could be purchased for say $10-15, and individual pictures could be separated out and purchased for 99 cents each, just like a downloadable song. These image files would be stored on my tablet, iPad, laptop or whatever device I might find suitable for image viewing, as the software for displaying photographic images in some kind of library form is already ubiquitous. The underlying behaviour change that is required to enable this photographic revolution is that consumers of digital imagery need to understand and agree that they need to pay something for an image if they want to keep a copy if it. I don’t think this is such a momentous leap, as we’ve already made this same exact leap for music and books.

So where does this grand idea break down? Will it kill off print sales? As a collector, having an electronic portfolio of images on my computer would in no way dampen my enthusiasm for paying for a physical print of one of those images made by the hand of the artist. I don’t believe it will cannibalize print sales to any meaningful extent except perhaps at the very lowest end (sub $500), but will have opposite effect of potentially leading collectors like myself to purchase images we had taken a while to understand or wholly forgotten about (the “try before you buy” effect). If certain pictures stay top of mind and in seeing them again and again I gain a deeper appreciation for their value, I would be more likely to open my wallet and purchase a physical print to hang on my wall. Even when hi-res display technology evolves ahead a few dozen generations, there will always be a market for fine prints, regardless of whether high quality digital copies are floating around or not.

Will there be a wave of unauthorized prints that will dampen the value of the authentic ones? This question is really asking: am I going to go out to my local print lab and have them print me a wall sized version of one of my digital Gursky files? I highly doubt it (especially if security features or industry practices prevent it), as it is the participation of the artist that creates value in the physical print: the process, the tweaking, the signature, the markings etc. Even if the files are unprotected or “in the clear”, the art world already has a well established process for dealing with forgers and fakers: it’s called provenance. Show me the paperwork of where the print was bought or where it came from, and I’ll attribute the appropriate value to its authenticity; no paperwork equals no value.

Would this digitization lessen my enjoyment of physical photography books? I don’t think so, not remotely, even if creativity blossoms in the digital realm. I’d still like to hold the presence in my hands, to enjoy the design aspects of the book form, and to consider the book an art object in both conception and execution. Maybe I’d actually buy a few more books, because I’d have acquired the digital portfolio, and then decided I should “upgrade” to the book for my physical library.

Once you get beyond the primary “why it won’t work” issues, some of the exciting downstream effects that might occur if digital photographic imagery can be monetized start to come forth:

*Artists and estates will be able to generate new digital revenue (i.e. get paid for their work). This could come directly from their own websites, Facebook pages or from online stores that aggregate work from thousands of photographers (the equivalent of iTunes or the Kindle bookstore). Who will be the next unknown photographer or amateur photojournalist who goes viral?
*Galleries can also sell digital portfolios or use them as free or discounted promotional items, sharing the revenue with photographers. This could include a portfolio of all the images of a current show, or the equivalent of the musical “boxed set” or “greatest hits” from an established artist. There could also be exhaustive “reissues” of “back catalog” images, grouped together in portfolios with “liner notes” or other explanations from the artists – the opportunities for creativity in packaging will explode.
*Museums who put together retrospectives and shows can publish groups of images (from their permanent collections or on loan), sharing revenue with the photographers.
*Book publishers can publish groups of images to coincide with a release, again as a supporting, promotional or tie-in device.
*There could be curated selections of images from everyone from scholars or celebrities.
*The “picture of the day” sites and blogs could share revenue with the artists through affiliate programs or referrals.

All of this at price points that would make these images impulse purchases, to be “collected” into a library on your electronic device of choice and enjoyed far into the future. Suddenly, I’ll have my own personal art history lecture on my iPad, all the time. The shuffle-ization and remixing of images in different sequences would become surprisingly easy and exciting, allowing for unexpected connections and contexts. And the “if you like this, maybe you’ll like this” kind of software recommendation engines could start to be employed more fully to introduce people to photographers they are unfamiliar with.

Monetizing the electronic form of fine art photography would I think grow the overall size of the market, especially for emerging and unrepresented photographers, with very little downside to anyone in the food chain, either at the very bottom or the very top. A real revenue/royalty stream would occur from the digital files themselves, and the increased visibility of the images themselves would lead to additional print sales, book sales, lecture opportunities and the like; I think everyone would be better off, most importantly the photographers themselves.

All we need to do is provide a viable alternative to “everything is always free” and start to think to ourselves that “digital” need not inherently mean “disposable”. Fast forward a decade or two and ask yourself whether it seems likely or not that we will routinely view fine art photographs on our always connected devices. To me, it is ridiculously obvious that we will (or maybe already are) and that all kinds of new distribution and storage models will soon exist for these digital incarnations. The question that then remains is what are the mechanisms that will need to be put in place now to facilitate the smooth operation of that future reality, and what are the steps we can take today to move in the right direction most efficiently.

The Hiatus Continues…

Now that the new Fall photography season is getting going, I had hoped to be back to full strength and ready to meet the challenges of endless new auctions to preview and shows to see. Unfortunately, the reality is that I have not yet completely recovered from the health issues that I mentioned earlier this summer, so the writing hiatus that began last July will have to continue a little while longer. Ugh.

This is a forum for the discussion of photography, so if you are not particularly interested in medical topics, skip this paragraph and continue reading below; otherwise, here’s a short synopsis of what’s been going on with me in the past month or so. In my last post, I mentioned that I had a pinched nerve in my back that had caused pain radiating down my right arm. And for most of the month of July, that’s what everyone (including all my doctors) thought. The problem was that while I was getting treatment and physical therapy for the disc bulges, my arms were continuing to deteriorate on a daily basis, to the point that my right arm was numb/non-functional from fingers to shoulder and my left arm was numb/weakened from fingers to elbow. After much head scratching and some smart detective work by my neurologist, it became clear that my back issues were an unlucky coincidence, and that I also had late stage Lyme disease (apparently some call this disease “the great imitator”). In addition, the Lyme had kicked off a relatively obscure auto immune reaction (called CIDP, or chronic inflammatory demyelinating polyneuropathy, quite a mouthful) that was attacking the nerves in my arms. After confirming the diagnosis with another neurology expert in the city, I began IV infusion treatments for both the Lyme (antibiotics) and the CIDP (clean antibodies). Optimistically, I think I have hit the bottom and am now slowly beginning to recover; the good news is that my right arm has started to unfreeze and regain some motion, and the fatigue associated with Lyme has lessened significantly. Now I just have to work relentlessly to ensure that I regain full functionality in both arms.

So, since I am still a one finger, left handed typist at the moment, reviews, auction previews, and the like will have to wait a little longer. There are plenty of exciting shows and auctions coming up this Fall, and I’ll do my best to get back to writing as soon as I am able; believe me, I am ready to get out of the house and think critically about photography again. So thanks so much for your enduring patience during this unexpectedly long interlude, and know that I am not somehow gone forever, but will be back to the galleries with my notebook in hand just as soon as my health allows.

The Reason for the Intermittent Posts

In the past week or so, many of you have emailed me directly saying “where are you?” The answer is that no, I am not on some exotic summer vacation, but actually, I suppose that you could say I am on a kind of medical leave. A couple of weeks ago, I somehow pinched a nerve in my upper back (technically bulged discs in my cervical spine). While this might not normally slow a person down much beyond some pain, in this case, I have the unfortunate side effect of pain and numbness radiating down my right arm. For a right handed person like myself, the lack of functionality of my dominant arm is plenty annoying and makes seemingly trivial tasks much more of an adventure.

In my normal life, writing for this site is carefully wedged between family and work time, with not much slack in the overall system. In the past few weeks, various doctor/specialist visits, physical therapy and the like have intruded into this tight schedule, effectively pushing my writing down a rung or two. Something had to give, and the volume of posts here is the victim.

That said, I do have plenty of shows backed up to write about, as well as an overdue response to collector and friend Joe Baio’s recent thoughtful dissection of my auction results posts (found in the comments of the last Yann Le Mouel report). They’ll just come a little more intermittently until my arm/back is in better shape, hopefully a couple per week, but not likely every work day for the time being. As soon as the body is willing, I’ll ramp back up to my usual pace, so please bear with me during this more quiet summer interlude.

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