Carol Salmanson & Stephen Truax at Storefront Bushwick

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Stephen Truax, Untitled (from the Xena series), (2011)

James writes:

Storefront Bushwick recently featured work by Carol Salmanson and Stephen Truax

Deborah Brown, the owner of Storefront Bushwick, has a particular talent for seeing cross currents and pairing artists. Salmanson makes wall sculptures of led bulbs, Truax paints geometric abstractions on canvas, but both artists seem to work with light.

Truax’s symmetrical forms are like the shapes of a kaleidoscope, sharing some kinship with the prisms that reappear in the paintings of Brooke Moyse and the floodlights of Halsey Hathaway’s circles—two artists who have shown here. Truax also revisits Bauhaus textile and the radiance of Charles Sheeler.

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Stephen Truax, Untitled (2012)

At Storefront, he still seems to be working through a range of different paint handling, and I found the best pieces had the cleanest edges.

 

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Carol Salmanson's medium: her collection of LEDs

Salmanson is also an experimenter, taking up the led, or light-emitting diode, as her medium. She uses these tiny bulbs and wires to carve out illuminated shapes on a plexiglass ground. The technique, clearly labor intensive, is full of promise, and Salmanson has a delicate sense for how the wires can become a form of drawing.

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Carol Salmanson

The installation at Storefront had a remarkable glow, with some work using multicolored bulbs (made of old leds she has collected) and others with a more monochrome palette. I preferred the latter, which seemed more cohesive and did not overpower the compositions with multiple colors. I also question some of the shapes Salmanson traces out—calligraphic doodles that are then embedded with lights. The leds tie down many of these forms like little buoys, with the energy no longer running across the picture plane but radiating out as light into the gallery space. A different, perhaps simpler, approach to composition might solve these formal concerns.

--adapted from Gallery Chronicle, The New Criterion, June 2012

Paradise in the Bronx

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"This Side of Paradise" at The Andrew Freedman Home, 1125 Grand Concourse, Bronx, New York (all photographs by James Panero)  

James writes:

Has the periphery become the new center? It depends on where you look. In the art world, it was another month, another record price at auction, this time $120 million for a pastel version of The Scream by Edvard Munch. The news of such sales has become relentless. It’s the fine-art equivalent of the ticket-take for a summer-movie blockbuster, and it’s just as inconsequential. Despite the numbers, we all know the most interesting productions aren’t coming out of Hollywood. Same thing for art. The art scene flourishing on the margins of New York City now has a vitality you don’t see in Chelsea or the auction houses. The headlines might still focus on hammer price, but innovation, beauty, and significance are increasingly found elsewhere.

Not to suggest that great art has fled Manhattan. This month alone at the galleries, it is possible to see Frank Stella at L&M and FreedmanArt, a survey of Jean Hélion at Schroeder Romero & Shredder, Patricia Watwood at the Forbes Galleries, the drawings of Lucian Freud at Acquavella, Jan Müller at Lori Bookstein, and Giuseppe Penone at Marian Goodman.

It’s just that, now, the rippling-out of art from Manhattan to the outer boroughs has become a wave that rolls across Brooklyn, Queens, and the Bronx. I doubt there has ever been a better time to see art in New York’s once marginal neighborhoods. The return of law and order has been matched by a cultural restoration energizing these forsaken places. At its best, art weaves itself into the local fabric by engaging the culture of the neighborhoods it touches.

With a rich past darkened by decades of decline, the Bronx now seems especially bright. Frankly, I never would have guessed I’d find myself in this borough so often. But beyond the Bronx Zoo and the New York Botanical Garden, both treasures, and the unparalleled cuisine of Arthur Avenue, several recent art exhibitions have made the Bronx a must-see. It seems only fitting that the Bronx Museum of the Arts was recently chosen to represent the United States at the 2013 Venice Biennale; whatever its chosen artist, Sarah Sze, ends up creating at the Giardini, it will bring new recognition to this borough and will certainly be an improvement over what Allora and Calzadilla and the Indianapolis Museum of Art did there a year ago.

For the past two months, the highlight of art in the Bronx has been an exhibition called “This Side of Paradise.” The show was produced by an enterprising young non-profit called No Longer Empty, a cross between an arts organization and an urban policy project that creates site-specific art installations in unconventional urban spaces. “This Side of Paradise” is its most ambitious project to date and makes brilliant use of its unique venue, the Andrew Freedman Home. A four-story limestone estate, the facility was built in the 1920s along the Grand Concourse, the Champs-Élysées of the Bronx, to serve as a retirement home for people who had lost their fortunes. For decades it supported 130 or so elderly residents, but by the 1960s the home was running through its endowment just as the neighborhood was losing its middle-class population. Eventually its upper floors were abandoned. Even as it received landmark status, the building became a ruined reminder of the Bronx’s fading grandeur.

No Longer Empty cleaned up the first two floors of the Andrew Freedman Home, opened them up free to the public, and installed a thematic group show in the ballroom, library, kitchen, and resident rooms with art that aims to reflect the culture of the Bronx. The show has become something of a omnium-gatherum for the arts organizations of the borough, incorporating the Bronx Museum, the Bronx River Art Center, Casita Maria, the Bronx Documentary Center, the Bronx Children’s Museum, The Point, the Derfner Judaica Museum, and Wave Hill, among others, to guide and support various parts of this sprawling survey.

Even though the artistic quality varies, the overall effect is inspiring. Just as the Andrew Freedman Home once gave value to its residents, “This Side of Paradise” finds beauty in the home’s age and the building’s survival against the odds. The show brings together art that connects a lost culture, past and present, while for the most part avoiding didacticism and a fetish for decay.

Of the many different styles and approaches on display, the most resonant is A Sitting Room: Remembering a Week in January (2012) by Sylvia Plachy. In 1980, Plachy came to photograph what would be some of the last residents of the Andrew Freedman Home while on assignment for The Village Voice. Her photos illustrated an article by Vivian Gornick. Now in Room 246, Plachy recreates the arrangement of objects she photographed, decorating the room with antique furniture, turning on an old phonograph, and printing a few spectral images of the former occupants on the walls and a billowing window curtain. Plachy says she was “drawn to the gentility of the residents” and wanted to pay “homage to those who once lived here.” It’s a sentiment that perfectly encapsulates the touching beauty of this exhibition.

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Sylvia Plachy, A Sitting Room: Remembering a Week in January (2012) 

 

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The Princess Ballroom at "This Side of Paradise"

 

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Federico Uribe, Portrait of Andrew Freedman (2012) and Persian Carpet (2012)

 

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Justen Ladda, Three Eyed Red Mirror (22in x 34in, 2012), mixed media on red cedar wood, in the Princess Ballroom 

 

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Linda Cunningham, Paradise Lost/ Regained? Utopia to Survival (2012) 

 

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Nicky Enright, The Ravages (2012) 

 

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Sofia Maldonado, La Cocina (2012), site specific murals in the Kitchen.

 

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Portrait of the Andrew Freedman Home

 

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Key hooks discovered and rehung in The Andrew Freedman Home    

 

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Adam Parker Smith, I Lost All My Money in the Great Depression and all I Got Was This Room (2012, presented by Wave Hill)

 

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Images from the directory of former residents of The Andrew Freedman Home

 

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HOW and NOSM, Recording Room (2012)

 

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Cheryl Pope, Then and There (2012) 

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Daze, Furthur (2012) 

 

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--adapted from "Gallery Chronicle," The New Criterion, June 2012. 

The New Barnes: Everything is Better Illuminated

James writes:

This week The Barnes Foundation opens the doors to its singular collection in a new purpose-built facility on the Benjamin Franklin Parkway in downtown Philadelphia. The inauguration caps a decades-long battle over "donor intent" and the indenture of trust of Dr. Albert C. Barnes. The wholesale relocation of the collection from Dr. Barnes's original campus in Merion to downtown Philly has been the subject of several books--most notably Art Held Hostage by John Anderson--and a popular documentary called The Art of the Steal.

No museum opening has therefore been more anticipated and (by many) loathed than the new Barnes. Here's ArtFagCity's article on "Why People are Upset" (thanks for the quotes, Whitney!). On Wednesday, the Barnes Foundation finally revealed its new building to the press.  

 

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Here is the original Barnes Foundation building designed by Paul Philippe Cret

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And here is the new Barnes designed by Tod Williams Billie Tsien Architects (all photographs by James Panero)

By basing an argument on "access" and constructing a much larger building than the original Cret design--complete with auditorium, restaurants, lounges, and LEED environmental certification--the new Barnes follows many of the trends I warned against in my article "What's a Museum?"

At the same time, my analysis of The Barnes Foundation for Philanthropy Magazine revealed that Dr. Barnes's rigid indenture was inherently brittle and bound to break in the decades after his death. So if his original intent could not be maintained, what was the best outcome for his collection?    

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The Friends of the Barnes led the legal campaign to prevent the move. 

 

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The stars of "The Art of the Steal" protest outside the Barnes entrance. 

 

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Rocky once broke an indenture of trust in a 10th round knockout. RIP donor intent!

 

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I don't think we're in Merion anymore, Fidèle-de-Port-Manech: Here is the entrance to the new Barnes. 

 

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At the preview I joined Michael J. Lewis, whom I've assigned to write about the Barnes for the June issue of The New Criterion. Derek Gillman, executive director and president of The Barnes, kicked off the proceedings. Also up: Stephen Harmelin, treasurer of The Barnes, who said the move was a "lonely decision"; and Aileen Roberts of building committee, who calls Dr. Barnes her "phantom client." Also spotted at the opening was Harvey Shipley Miller, the long-lost trustee of the Judith Rothschild Foundation. Meanwhile Bernard C. Watson, Barnes chairman, missed the press opening because he was stuck on a flight back from Florida.

 

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Like an enormous period room--a museum of a foundation--the dimensions of the Cret building and the hanging of the collection that existed there when Barnes died in 1951 has been transferred to the Philadelphia facility.

 

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But not everything is the same. The galleries now benefit from much better natural and artificial lighting. Here architect Tod Williams explains the new windows to Karen Wilkin.

 

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The architects pulled the new light-well out over the outdoor patio. 

 

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The building's finish is well articulated, but families of birds have already taken up residence in the gaps in the stonework. Shouldn't they have their own viral Twitter account by now? Representatives for the Barnes tell me they have ordered 70 rubber snakes to hide in the cracks to discourage nesting. 

 

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Wait, didn't Frank Stella invent shaped canvases? Here is Matisse's "The Dance" reinstalled in the new Barnes. (Could this image on the Barnes website be any smaller?) 

 

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One change has been to move Matisse's "Le Bonheur de vivre" from the stairwell to a dedicated alcove on the second floor. 

 

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Here's kinda where "Bonheur de vivre" would have been at the original Barnes

 

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Up close and better illumated, it's now possible to see the painting's color and details.

 

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An advertisement in Penn Station reminds New Yorkers about the Barnes's proximity to Wazoo.

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So is this The Triumph of the Broken Will?

The original Barnes was modernism's Chartres, incapable of duplication. The Merion campus had a reverential church-like aura that distinguished it from any other institution. But the new Barnes now employs a sensitive design and 80 years of updated lighting technology to illuminate a collection that, while undoubtedly disturbed, remains intact.

Only time will tell how we will come to regard the new Barnes--as an emblem of broken promises or another part of a rich cultural landscape. For now, starting on May 19, both facets are on display in downtown Philadelphia.