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Steve by Mok Jung Wook for Marie Claire Korea Nov 2016

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shihlun:

Gerhard Richter

- MV. 222

(2011)

Lacquer on colour photograph

Gerhard Richter covers Turbine Hall of Tate Modern in a ghostly red. In this work, the image of a public art space disappears into the artwork itself, oscillating between a painterly surface and a photographic depth.

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Can a sculpture be performative? The more I think about this seemingly odd question, the more I think the answer might be yes. The late British writer and performer Ian White wrote a brilliant blog toward the end of his life, in which he meditated on artworks as a means of reading the past toward the future in the present. He described performance not as a fetishized live event, but rather as the creation of temporal instability—a momentary, inherently fleeting encounter with something that disrupts the normal flow of time. In these moments of irresolution and awkwardness, White located great potential. I think it’s interesting to read Melvin Edwards’ sculptures along these lines. Welded, torqued, and mangled together, the objects he incorporates bear innumerable associations (personal and general), and yet these these histories rely on Edwards’ visceral material processes to be activated—processes that are frozen in time in the final results. Here, Edwards’s tensed chains amplify the dynamic equilibrium embedded in the work. Before we can even make sense of this sculpture, our viewership of it becomes bodily, confronted as we are with a threatening tangle of energy that seems ready to burst at any moment, in any direction. And in this heightened, vulnerable state, the specific content Edwards is engaged with—racialized histories of violence and labor, for example—invade our conscience with a slow, burning intensity.

Melvin Edwards, Chaino, 1964

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birdsong217:

Ernst Haas. White Coat Reflection, New York, 1962.

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