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Tuesday, September 23, 2014

Argument for the Elimination of Art Fairs in Houston: HFAF 2014, part 1

Robert Boyd


an art lover on Preview Night sporting an awesome shirt

Last year, I observed that the Houston Fine Art Fair had some seriously bad art, but I also happily discussed the art I found admirable. This fair, smaller than less year (like TCAF), had less to recommend it. It was an improvement in some ways over the previous HFAF--last year, I counted at least five Marilyn Monroe images. This year, there was only one that I noticed.


Craig Alan, Trance, oil on canvas, 48 x 48 at Lawrence Cantor Fine Art


Craig Alan, Trance (detail), oil on canvas, 48 x 48 at Lawrence Cantor Fine Art

Craig Alan's Trance, if you look very close at the canvas, is quite charming. The little grey and white figures, wandering hither and yon--it's like an abstraction of Washington Square Park on a fall afternoon in a world where top hats are really popular. It's only when you step away that your good feelings are rudely deflated. 

But this year there were fewer Marilyns and fewer celebrities in general. But you can't fully escape them at the HFAF.

STARS!

 


Alexi Torres, John Lennon, oil on canvas, 72 x 68 at Evan Lurie Gallery

It wouldn't be HFAF without at least one John Lennon and one painting by Alexi Torres.


Andy Warhol, Mick Jagger, 141, 1975, screenprint, 44 x 29 inches at Adamar Fine Arts

And there are always a few blue chip artists at HFAF. This Andy Warhol reminds you why his reputation deservedly nosedived in the 70s.


Jörg Döring, Champion, mixed media on canvas, 51 x 51 inches at Brisset Art Gallery

Jörg Döring, Fly first class, mixed media on canvas, 59 x 59 inches at Brisset Art Gallery


Rolland Berry, David Bowie Ziggy Stardust, 24 x 24 inches, mixed media at Lawrence Cantor Fine Art


Rolland Berry, Sex Pistols, 24 x 24 inches, mixed media at Lawrence Cantor Fine Art

Any picture of the Sex Pistols that leaves out Paul Cook and Steve Jones is an abomination in my view. (Not to mention Glenn Matlock.)

I was a teenager once--I had posters of rock stars on my walls. But when I became a man, I put away childish things. Perhaps A.O. Scott was right.

HAPPY HAPPY JOY JOY!

 

Then there was the art at HFAF that seemed desperately happy. I wonder about the need to surround yourself with artwork so affirming that it borders on oppressive.


Bernard St. Maxent, Love in Pink, mixed media, 100 x 100 cm. at Frederic Got

The French are so sophisticated!


Bernard St. Maxent, Trois Art, mixed media, 110 x 110 cm. at Frederic Got


Mackenzie Thorpe at Murloge Gallery/Off the Wall Gallery


Mackenzie Thorpe at Murioge Gallery/Off the Wall Gallery


Mackenzie Thorpe at Murioge Gallery/Off the Wall Gallery

It would be easy to make fun of Mackenzie Thorpe's art, but I don't necessarily see anything wrong with happy decorative objects. They look like the kind of things you would give your mom on Mother's day--and there's nothing wrong with that. What I don't get is why are these in an art fair? Can't you get stuff like this in gift shops all over the world for a fraction of the price?  Is this gallery trying to make a case that this stuff is art?

MONEY!

 



Gaston Ugalde at PSH Projects

For some strange reason, there is always a lot of art that has to do with money at art fairs. I can't figure it out! What's the connection between "art" and "money"?


Nelson de La Nuez, Take the Money and Run, Hand painted mixed media on canvas at Bruce Lurie


Paul Rousso, A Thousand Going Twice, mixed media on hand sculpted acrylic, 44 x 39 x 7 inches at George Billis Gallery

Now admittedly some people might call this art crass and idiotic. What people, you ask? Poor people.


Andy Warhol, $ (Quadrant) II.283, screenprint on Lenox Board, 40 x 32 inches at Adamar Fine Art

The most reliable way of determining whether art is great or not is how well it flatters rich people, and no one was better at that than Andy Warhol. That's why he was and remains the greatest contemporary artist.


Ken Little, Pledge, 2002, $1 bills over a steel frame, 71 x 31 x 17 inches at d.m. allison

Ken Little, bubby--you just don't get it. You can't flatter the rich with a bunch of one dollar bills. Your sculptures and collages may be witty and clever, but they're chump change.


Ken Little, Pledge, 2002, $1 bills over a steel frame, 72 x 32 x 23 inches at d.m. allison


Ken Little, Pledge, 2008, found object collage at d.m. allison

LENTICULARIFIC!

 

We live in a high-tech age, and that's reflected in art. We see robotic art, internet art, interactive art, LED art, etc.  But the most exciting high tech art of all uses the technology that brought us winking postcards from Stuckey's and turns it into art. Yes, I'm talking about lenticular images.


Park Hyung-Jin, Peace of mind, 2014, mixed media on lenticular screen, 80 x 80 cm

The eyes--so haunting!


Park Hyung-Jin, Redemption_02, 2013, mixed media on lenticular screen, 105 x 105 cm

They're birds but they fishes but then they birds again oh jeez. MIND. BLOWN.


Jeff Robb, Unnatural Causes #4, lenticular photographic print, 40 x 40 inches

Jeff Robb produces the perfect art for the hip dude-bro pad--it's the art equivalent of two girls fake making out at a bar in Midtown. It's not sleazy, bro--it's art!

MORE ATROCITIES IN PART 2!

Saturday, September 21, 2013

Reasons Not to Go to the Houston Fine Arts Fair

Robert Boyd

You have a free pass, so you might as well go. On the other hand, why not spare your eyes? This is art that punches you in the face repeatedly.

SHINY ART!


Andrea Stanislav, The Vanishing Points, Cynthia Corbett Gallery


Andrea Stanislav, The Vanishing Points, Cynthia Corbett Gallery

CELEBRITIES!

I have infinitely more respect for 11-year-old girls who put One Dimension posters on their walls than for anyone who buys and displays these horribles.


Alexi Torres, Andy Warhol, oil on canvas, 64 x 80 inches at Evan Lurie Gallery

Yours for $35,000!


Carlos Tirado, John Lennon, mixed media at Rimonim Art Gallery


Alexi Torres at Unix Fine Art


Kwak Seong Yong at Galerie Gaia



Alex Guofeng Cao, Elvis vs. Warhol (left) and a Marylin Monroe abomination (right), chromatogenic print with dibond plexiglass at Laura Rathe

MARILYN!
Jesus Christ, was Marilyn Monroe the unofficial theme this year?! There was so much Marilyn on the floor. Have you ever seen a Marilyn Monroe movie? They aren't very good!


Rodolfo Zagert at Rozanes Aguero Towers Foundation



Goh Geun-Ho, Marylin Monroe, steel at Galerie Gaia


Andy Warhol at Art Link International

Interestingly, they had some examples of the original popster. So if I hate all these other celebrity worshipping bullshit pieces of art, what about Andy? Well, let's give him credit--when he was doing this in the early 60s, it was genuinely a shock. This work now looks pretty bad when it shares an environment with Warhol's many imitators. It reminds me of when Moby put out a cover of "That's When I Reach for My Revolver." A friend of mine told me that Moby's version was so terrible, it made him question why he liked the Mission of Burma original in the first place. All these shitty imitation pop paintings make me wonder the same thing.

SUPERHEROES!

Readers of this blog know I like comics, so it may surprise them how much I hate the art below. But superhero comics are the most soul-dead comics there are, existing merely to perpetuate trademarks until they can be exploited in more remunerative media, churned out by replaceable cogs in assembly lines, regurgitating the simplistic moralism of "good vs evil". And this art is even lamer because it doesn't even attempt a modicum of originality, criticism, or reflection. It doesn't comment on its source. It "flatters" (while secretly laughing at) idiotic collectors for their familiarity with the lame original material. It is utterly crass.


Carlos Tirado, Superman, mixed media at Rimonim Gallery



Michael Suchta, Comic Cover Series, acrylic on reverse glass at Bruce Lurie Galleries


Michael Suchta, Comic Cover Series, acrylic on reverse glass at Bruce Lurie Galleries


Goh Geun-Ho, Bathman (sic), steel at Galerie Gaia

Now "Bathman" is a superhero I can really get behind!


Nelson de La Nuez, It's Superman, mixed media on canvas at Bruce Lurie Gallery

This one is a masterpiece of unoriginality and mental laziness. Not only is it a swiped image of Superman, but the ghostly double image is a swipe of a series of Supermans that Andy Warhol did!


Andy Warhol, Superman, from: Myths, screenprint with dust, 1981

(I saw one of these in the offices of DC Comics when my old friend Chris Oarr worked there.)

COMICS AND CARTOONS!

A related act of artistic pandering is to use comics and animated cartoons as a source for your "fine art."


Ray Phillips, Funny Papers, mixed media, 45 x 62 inches at Laura Rathe


Mr. Brainwash, Love, 2011, mixed media on canvas,  48 x 48 inches at Art Link International

What the fuck?! Theirry Guetta (aka Mr. Brainwash) is best known for being the butt of a feature length exercise in character assassination, Exit Through the Gift Shop by Banksy. I didn't know anyone actually liked his work. You can have this moving monument to the human spirit for just $67,500.


Lee Young-Il at Nine Gallery


Lee Young-Il, Power up, mixed media at Nine Gallery


Lee Young-Il, Power up, mixed media at Nine Gallery

OK, I have to admit I kind of liked this tumescent Popeye by Lee Young-Il. Here is an artist taking a popular culture icon and playing with it. This kind of play is what I want in Pop Art, I guess.

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