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Wednesday, August 3, 2011

"Flowers for Summer" at Michael Werner Gallery


Top to bottom: Kurt Schwitters, Chrysanthemum, 1946. Oil on board, 13 x 10 in.; Sigmar Polke, Farbprobe (Color Study), 1986. Mixed media, malachite, silver oxide on canvas, 19 3/4 x 15 3/4 in., in "Flowers for Summer," at Michael Werner Gallery, New York, through September 10, 2011.

In 1946, two years before his death, Kurt Schwitters painted a bright, burning yellow chrysanthemum on a board just a bit larger than a slice of paper. It suggests a manic, almost terrifying, intensity and, as it happens, is hanging at the Michael Werner Gallery right now, alone worth a trip to East 77th Street.


Pablo Picasso, Vase de fleurs, 1904. Oil on canvas, 25 1/2 x 19 3/4 in.; Peter Doig, Lemons, 1989. Oil on board, 30 x 25 in.

The current show one will find there is called "Flowers for Summer," a simple title and self-explanatory premise that belies the high quality of work on view. That Schwitters, for instance, hangs above a spare and elegant Sigmar Polke, just a few black lines curving over a green cloud. It's a minor work — Farbprobe (Color Study), it's called — but it's also a prototype for a good percentage of the abstract paintings being made today.

Mere inches from this German doubleheader is another thrilling pairing: a brushy 1904 vase with flowers by Picasso next to a 1989 scene of lemons (flowers gone mature) hanging on the branches of a tree, by Peter Doig. The latter is vaguely surreal, the branches wiggling in from every side of the painting like green snakes, and it holds its own against the Spanish master's work.


Installation view

Lucio Fontana offers a flower vase, as well, though his is a ceramic sculpture and sharply angled, violently brushed with washes of light color. It is from 1938, when Fontana was not yet quite 40. His iconic slashed and punctured canvases were still years away, but here one can see all of the strange energy he would hone and then channel into them.


Installation view; foreground: Aaron Curry, Greenegalbwrry, 2011. Steel, wood, wood stain, cardboard, ink, gouache, rope, 81 x 54 x 71 in.

The gallery has taken a charmingly lax approach to its theme, meaning that a tall 1941 canvas with bulbous undulating shapes — all black, white, and dark blue — by Léger can qualify as a flower for summer, as can a still life by Kirchner, in which a wine glass sprouts into something resembling a flower in its shadow, which falls on a table covered with floral motifs. In a piece from 1911 by the Swiss painter Félix Vallotton (which appeared in Werner's revelatory 2010 exhibition of the artist's work), the flowers appear on a woman's white shawl. She looks out of the picture and holds a fan in her hand, teasing an offer of a cool, refreshing breeze.


Clockwise from left: A.R. Penck, Pfingstrosen, 1974. Acrylic on canvas, 39 1/4 x 39 1/4 in.; Eugène Leroy, Ides de mars-iris, 1992. Oil on canvas, 28 3/4 x 21 1/4 in.; Félix Vallotton, "Le châle blanc," 1911. Oil on canvas, 39 1/2 x 32 in.; Francis Picabia, Papion, ca. 1936-38. Oil on canvas, 25 1/2 x 21 1/4 in.

Nearby, in a Picabia from the latter half of the 1930s, flowers connote darker, more mysterious urges. Two orange-red flowers hover in the center of the canvas, sharing the frame with a nude woman, a large head, and other subjects that are harder to discern: Picabia, ever an arch provocateur, makes it difficult to focus on a single image. Here, summer — reality, really — is coming undone.


Per Kirkeby, Energy, 1969. Mixed media on Masonite, 48 x 48 in.; Thomas Houseago, Flower/Plant Panel I, 2011. Tuf-Cal, hemp, iron rebar, 75 x 46.5 x 8.5 in.

Monday, September 20, 2010

The Parrots of Marcel Broodthaers


Partial installation view of Marcel Broodthaers, Dites partout que je l'ai dit, 1974. Parrot under bell jar, audiotape, two framed works, at Michael Werner, 2010 Photos: 16 Miles

Little by little, New Yorkers are being given the opportunity to see and explore the work of the late Belgian artist Marcel Broodthaers. Last year, Peter Freeman showed Ne dites pas que je ne l'ai pas dit (1974), which was first displayed at the Wide White Space gallery’s Antwerp location and includes a live parrot (an African Grey Parrot, to be exact) and two palm trees (pictured below). The parrot was completely and sadly silent when I visited, but, according to the New York Times, that was not unusual: she only spoke when the gallery was empty of visitors.

As Freeman noted in his press release, shortly after installing his Wide White Space show, Broodthaers moved on to the Kunstmuseum Basel, where he debuted Dites partout que je l'ai dit, now on view in Michael Werner Gallery’s “Marcel Broodthaers: Major Works” exhibition. There is a parrot here, too, though it is quiet this time because it is dead: stuff and placed under a bell jar. Broodthaers famously became an artist at the age of 40 (he had been a poet previously), and died 12 years later of liver failure in 1976. In that short time he built a career in miniature, moving quickly from making almost sardonically vital art (a live parrot) to artworks in the form of prepackaged retrospectives (a parrot under a glass jar).

Even 35 years after his death, Broodthaers’ art is still hard to work out, not quite easily integrated into any history of recent contemporary art. As New Yorker critic Peter Schjeldahl noted in his 2004 profile of gallerist Marian Goodman (who started her gallery in 1970s with the express purpose of showing Broodthaers’ work), his “twisty, cerebral art — including elegant installations of, say, common objects in vitrines, eighteenth-century engravings, ironic texts, and the odd palm tree, concerned with protocols and politics of exhibition — is still a hard sell in America.” Goodman’s current show, focused on the Section Cinéma (1972) of Broodthaers’ sprawling Musée d’ Art Moderne, Département des Aigles project, should help change that. Though it includes no parrots, it presents the Broodthaers' comic, elegiac short films alongside his haunting installations, and it makes a strong case that it is time for New York and its young artists to embrace him.


Partial installation view of Marcel Broodthaers: Ne dites pas que je ne l'ai pas dit – Le Perroquet, 1974, at Peter Freeman, Inc., 2009. [more]



Partial installation view of Marcel Broodthaers: Ne dites pas que je ne l'ai pas dit – Le Perroquet, 1974, at Peter Freeman, Inc., 2009. [more]

Sunday, October 25, 2009

Sunday, June 14, 2009

Sigmar Polke, Lens Paintings, at Michael Werner [Photographs]


Sigmar Polke, Untitled (Lens Painting), 2007.


Sigmar Polke, Untitled (Lens Painting), 2008.


Sigmar Polke, Untitled (Lens Painting), 2007.


Sigmar Polke, Lens Paintings [Installation view].

Sigmar Polke
Lens Paintings
4 East 77th Street
New York, New York
Through June 19, 2009