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Tuesday, June 19, 2012

Safari to the Suburbs 1: Luxuriant Refuse at the Pearl Fincher Museum

by Robert Boyd

I live in the suburbs. I know there are art-lovers here, but we are fairly uncommon--compared to those who live in hipper inner city neighborhoods. We are less concentrated in the population for the simple reason that the suburbs themselves are less concentrated. The suburbs place a high premium on outward conformity, so it's hard to tell who's artsy. Deeper inside the city, people are more likely to wear their artsiness outwardly--in their lawn art, their art cars, their fashions, their tattoos and hairstyles. But we suburbanites keep that stuff inside the walls of our homes. There are exceptions--the suburbs are too vast to be homogenous. But the problem with the suburbs is that there isn't enough of a concentration of artistic types to encourage arts institutions to form. Few people start galleries in the 'burbs. We hardly have any arts institutions.

But even so, there are exceptions. The Pearl Fincher Museum of Fine Art is one I've written about before. Located in Spring, it is near Steubner-Airline just north of FM 1960 on Cypresswood Dr. It's in a neighborhood that appears to be fairly upper-middle-class. The houses are the brick generica favored by Houston developers. Just to give you an idea of how spread out things are up there, the Woodlands is about 14 miles from the Pearl Fincher.  Nonetheless, the Pearl Fincher has community support--that can be seen by their well-attended openings, and their website claims that they have over 2000 donors. (They are not a 501(c)3 organization, so their finances are not reported publicly. Correction: They are a 501(c)3, but the name of the non-profit is the Cypress Creek Fine Art Association, not the Pearl Fincher Museum of Fine Art.)

Most of their previous exhibits have been exhibits by local artists (including student shows) or exhibits culled from the collections of local collectors. This seems like a good exhibition strategy for a young (established in 2008) suburban museum. It's an approach that promotes buy-in from the local artistic community. (Indeed, the Pearl Fincher has had a series of shows with the subtitle "Northwest Houston Collects".) But it's not a viable long-term strategy, because once you have that buy-in, you need to occasionally show things that are not from your own backyard. You're nurturing a local scene, and that means paying attention to that local scene, which the Pearl Fincher is doing well, but it also means injecting new ideas into that scene.

So I was excited when I heard about Luxuriant Refuse, a contemporary group show curated by Melissa Grobmyer and featuring the work of Adela Andea, Johnston Foster, Alison Foshee, Sarah Frost, Gwyneth Leech, Shawne Major, Aurora Robson, Betsabeé Romero, and Paul Villinski.

Belch
Aurora Robson, Belch (aka Tarball), 2009, discarded PET bottles, tinted polycrylic, rivets, steel armature, mica powder

Aurora Robson's work may be familiar to Houstonians from The Great Indoors, her installation at the Rice Gallery, or her installation at the Rice Recreation and Wellness Center. Those colorful pieces contrast to this large black encrusted sphere, floating slightly above eye-level like a menacing alien spacecraft.

Bioluminescence
Adela Andea, Bioluminescence, 2012, pool noodles and cold cathode fluorescent lights mounted on wire mesh

Equally alien, but much more colorful is Bioluminescence by  Adela Andea. I question the categorization of pool noodles as refuse--is she actually making sculpture out of thrown-away materials, or did she buy a bunch of pool noodles new? But who cares? It's a pretty work and it's something I haven't really seen before at the Pearl Fincher--a site specific installation. (I know Andea has presented this work elsewhere, but I suspect it varies depending on the place of installation.)

River Euphrates
Johnston Foster, River Euphrates, 2004, traffic cones, wood, plastic trash cans, duct tape, Venetian blinds

Johnston Foster's work--animals assembled from castaway plastic detritus--fits the theme of the show better. River Euphrates, a rhino made out of traffic cones, was a crowd-pleaser. The inclusion of the oxpeckers on the rhino's back was a nice touch.

The thing with pieces like River Euphrates, Bioluminescence and Belch (aka Tarball) is that they look cool. One could imagine someone curating a show of art made of trash and debris that would have been much more austere, more intellectual, more challenging. The choice here was to be accessible. Is the audience being condescended to? Is there a calculation that this suburban audience might not appreciate more difficult work? Or to put it another way, is there a deliberate choice not to alienate the audience?

(Years ago, when I worked for The Comics Journal, we were about to run an interview with cartoonist Paul Chadwick, the creator of a comic called Concrete. I mentioned to one of the editors that to me, Chadwick seemed totally mainstream and therefore should not be included in our magazine. This editor wisely responded, "To you and me he may seem mainstream, but there are many readers for whom Chadwick is quite radical." This has stuck with me and seems appropos here.)

Ivanhoe
Alison Foshee, Ivanhoe, 2012, labels on canvas

The artists in this show veer between those who create work that is pretty and those whose work makes you think, "Wow, that's amazing." (Or sometimes both.) Alison Foshee uses product labels to create her beautiful, somewhat abstract flowers. 

Tire
Betsabeé Romero, 2007, Tire, carved rubber truck tire

Tire
Betsabeé Romero, 2007, Tire, carved rubber truck tire

Betsabeé Romero's Tire belongs more in the "wow" category. Houstonians may remember his work which was included in the show Cosmopolitan Routes: Houston Collects Latin American Art at the MFAH.

Sign Off
Sarah Frost, Sign Off, 2011, discarded computer keyboard keys

Sarah Frost is also one of the "wow" artists. Sign-Off, like many of her pieces, is composed of old computer keyboard keys. These keys are not only trash (and therefore appropriate for inclusion in this exhibit), but they're obsolete as well. Sign-Off is a formal work of light and dark, but it is also a reminder of how we produce millions of these little things knowing that most will be thrown away after at most a few years.

Frost was one of the stand-out artists at the Houston Fine Art Fair last year, and her piece there was one of the ones that sold. (I will return to the subject of the HFAF below.)

Consonance
Paul Villinski, Consonance, 1993-2006, gold leaf on found work gloves

Paul Villinski's Consonance is one work that is neither "pretty" nor "wow," and to me is perhaps the most intriguing work in the show. It combines the grungy (old work gloves) with the glamorous (gold leaf). The seven gloves are arranged horizontally so that the boundary between glove and gold leaf forms a kind of horizon line. He has, in a sense, created a landscape. This piece is from a series he did with gloves where he combined the sweaty, dirty work glove with some elegant addition, like gold leaf or embroidery.

I mentioned the Houston Fine Art Fair earlier. They sponsored this exhibit and had promotional material available for attendees on opening night. In addition, curator Melissa Grobmyer is a partner with M.K.G. Art Management, LLC., a private company that provides art acquisition and divestment services, appraisals, art inventory management, art leases and corporate archival services. Now it's not unusual for a museum show to be sponsored by a private company. It's the cost we have to pay to see exhibits in a country where the government doesn't typically pay the bills for art museums. But Luxuriant Refuse is a little different--both Hamptons Expo Group (parent company of HFAF) and M.K.G. are companies in the art business. And doing a show like this is a way to drum up business for themselves.

In fact, I think it's kind of brilliant (if ethically shaky). We know there are a lot of well-off people in North Houston. Some of them are into art, and the Pearl Fincher Museum has been cultivating those art-lovers for the past four years. M.K.G. would no doubt like to serve as art consultant for energy company executives in the Woodlands. HFAF would like the collectors who loan work to the Pearl Fincher--as well as aspirational collectors--to visit the art fair this September. I have no idea what deal was made between Hamptons Expo Group and the Pearl Fincher or between M.K.G. and the Pearl Fincher. But on the face of it, each party benefits. M.K.G. and HFAF get access to potential clients while the Pearl Fincher gets a very nice art exhibit. However, the exhibit is also risky for the Pearl Fincher--it's possible that people will see the museum as a shill for the two commercial enterprises. (Tyler Green would have a meltdown over this.)

I'm not sure how I feel. The blatant combination of art business and art museum feels a little skeevy. But I suspect that without the help of M.K.G. and Hamptons Expo Group, the Pearl Fincher would have found it difficult to mount a show like Luxurient Refuse. And that would have been a shame. It's the kind of show that can ease skeptical people into contemporary art. And I think this is an important task for museums--particularly those like the Pearl Fincher Museum located in the vast suburban plain far from the art center.


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Saturday, September 17, 2011

Friday Afternoon at the Houston Fine Art Fair

by Robert Boyd

random art lovers
Art lovers

This is my first art fair. I showed up after work Friday to check out the scene. I tried to take a brief look at each exhibitor, but even so, it took about an hour and a half to do the whole circuit. I'll have more to say about some of the art and galleries (I'm going back today), but here are a few observations and a couple of pieces I liked.

I've been to plenty of conventions--I used to go to Book Expo America and the American Library Association convention every year, and I've been to both the Offshore Oil Technology Conference and the San Diego Comic-Con several times. At a professional convention, you may be doing some business, but a lot of what you do is walk around, exchange business cards, and load up on freebies. But Comic-Con (and all other comics conventions) involve selling stuff--they are consumer conventions. Another type of consumer convention is a gun show. According to a billboard I saw outside the George R. Brown convention center, there is a gun show there every month. (I guess the Zetas have to restock frequently!) Art fairs are consumer expos, just like comic book conventions and gun shows.

entryway into Houston Fine Art Fair
ticket takers

The ticket booths were very mod looking, but the rest of the fair was a minimal operation. They didn't even put carpet down. Walking around for hours on concrete is no fun.

couple looking at art

There were lots of couples looking at art. I've heard that collecting is a couple's activity, and it makes sense. You're buying a piece of art for a lot of money--it should be something that both of you love. But it's interesting that this is the case--the cliche is that husbands don't like to shop. But you couldn't tell it with the many couples--often holding hands (aw!)--that I saw there.

White
folks at opening night (photo by William White)

I was expecting people to be dressed to the nines or at least in identifiable designer clothes. My friend Bill White said it was a little like that at the opening party, but Friday afternoon was pretty casual.

Girl at Moody Gallery
woman at the Moody Gallery booth

Of course, the people working the booths looked pretty good. That is pretty typical of conventions of all sorts--hence the term "booth babe."

Booth babe at Colton & Farb
"booth babe" with Botero at Colton & Farb

Not only were there a lot of Latin American galleries (as I mentioned in an earlier post), but many of the U.S. based galleries exhibiting here, particularly those from Florida, specialized in Latin American art. This seemed like the major theme of the show. Additionally, there were a lot of prosperous-looking art lovers speaking Spanish at the show. Were they part of the local Hispanic elite, or were they folks who had traveled from Spanish-speaking countries just for the show?

crowd in a booth
crowd at YAM Gallery, a gallery from Mexico

The age of attendees skewed older than the general population, as you would expect. Art collecting is an expensive hobby, and the population gets richer as it gets older on average.

looking at art
sharp-dressed older gent

Was art selling? I'll try to find out more today, but I saw at least one red dot on a large Omar Chacon painting at Margaret Thatcher.

Chacon
Omar Chacon painting

Lest this become nothing more than a collection of photos of rich people and hipsters, I'm going to publish some photo of art that I liked.

Bowland
Margaret Bowland, They Say It's Wonderful, oil on linen, 2009

This little black girl, posing in "whiteface," is a simultaneously beautiful and disturbing image. Margaret Bowland's statement will hardly mitigate the disturbing nature of the work--it includes the following, "As the painter, the observer of these young women, I am a predator, but it is the desire humans have had since the beginning of time—to hunt and consume their prey and dissolve within their spirits…scarily close to what we mean when we say we love." You can see this at the Babcock Galleries booth.

 Bunch
Lordan Bunch, Amiable Studies White, oil on ouija board

I liked these paintings by Lordon Bunch at Schroeder Romero & Shredder, but when I saw that they were painted on ouija boards, I had to laugh out loud.

Frost
piece by Sarah Frost (detail)

Sarah Frost has a whole wall full of old keyboard letters at the William Shearburn booth. The funny thing is that it makes no sense to photograph the whole thing--it becomes kind of a blurry pattern--and a detail gives you no idea of the effect it has. So I filmed it.


Sarah Frost installation


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