Tuesday, May 30, 2017

"I first became aware of Daniel Hawkins’ artwork..."


From my essay for Daniel Hawkins' DESERT LIGHTHOUSE PROSPECTUS catalog, available now at a limited-time reduced price in advance of the launch event tentatively scheduled for June 10th:


"I first became aware of Daniel Hawkins’ artwork when he was still an undergrad at UCLA in a senior painting class taught by my wife, M.A. Peers. Daniel was already producing remarkably sophisticated work, including two of the funniest and richest engagements with the problematics of painting-as-event and painting-as-artifact I’ve ever seen. In the one, he videotaped himself from above, attempting to clean a paint spill with a broom but only managing to fill a monochrome rectangle with the wayward medium.



The resulting AbEx gestural documentary (a cinematographic inversion of the famous glass sequence from Namuth’s 1951 Pollock Painting) was then projected onto a vertical stretched canvas of the same dimensions as the original surface. In the other, he embedded a blank stretched canvas in a monolithic slab of cast concrete, then (eventually) proceeded to attempt to excavate it. Antics ensued. In spite of their high conceptualist quotient and canny humor, both pieces – as with all of Hawkins’ work — possessed a stark, effortless formal beauty. Here was one to keep an eye on.


He didn’t disappoint, embarking on a series of ambitious, narrative-laden, interwoven interdisciplinary projects, including an attempt to realize Radical Mountain – an alpine adventure film about the conquest of a summit with an elevation of zero; a making-of documentary about the aborted first attempt; and a fictionalized documentary about the auteur’s campaign to secure the acting services of Val Kilmer.


At Las Cienegas Projects Hawkins showed a funhouse-optics sculptural installation that extended a section of railroad tracks into infinity: a hiccup in the Great Western Matrix, a ghostly manifestation of the iconic depiction of one-point linear perspective; Manifest Destiny as a house of mirrors.


Other enterprises included infiltrating a reality television show about bizarre food addictions as the concerned friend of an actor cohort who in turn pretended to be living entirely off a variety of vinegars; a series of solo improvised sound art performances played entirely on the amplified lid of a peperoncini jar; some sort of road trip/endurance test involving the confining of a death metal band in a van tricked out as a portable studio/pirate radio transmitter for two weeks; and the long-term building of an actual size replica of the Hoover Dam in manageable sections to be distributed across the American landscape. And this was all before entering grad school!"

... read the rest of "A STORM IN ANY PORT: DANIEL HAWKINS FAILS HIS WAY TO THE TOP!" in the Desert Lighthouse Prospectus, available now.

Wednesday, May 10, 2017

Burden of Fame


While we're on the topic of Professor Burden, who shuffled off two years ago today, I would like to share this unlikely artifact. One of the last items I pulled out of the Magic Recycle Bin before the authorities cracked down and paved over, it's a PEOPLE magazine (Aug 28, 1989) featuring Ringo Starr on the cover, which I grabbed for collage materials. Needless to say, I was quite surprised to find this profile therein. What were they thinking? I love the caption on the final image, with "pal Charles Ray on their sloop."




Tuesday, May 2, 2017

No Accounting for Taste


C.M. Coolidge, A Friend in Need, 1903.

The He-Man Action Movie Appreciation Society meets regularly to interrogate promising high-budget mainstream shoot-’em-ups in the context for which they were designed—big, loud movie theaters. The Society’s inaugural screening resulted in my report “Is Jason Bourne a 123-minute Psychotronic Blipvert for Hillary?”, which ended with a pre-endorsement of The Accountant—“a film that finally addresses the question ‘What if Good Will Hunting was a chick and Jason Bourne banged her and they had an inbred baby that was all like Shine-meets-Transporter and turns out to be the other guy from Good Will Hunting? Whoa.’”

This précis, though based entirely on the impressive trailer that screened before Bourne, is in fact a pretty accurate summation of The Accountant’s conceptual underpinnings. Ben Affleck is an autistic accountant who practices out of a strip-mall in suburban Illinois, but secretly jets around laundering money for drug cartels and terrorists. He knows kung fu and is a deadly marksman, because his dad was Special Forces. But the Treasury Department is onto him! J. Jonah Jameson sends his statuesque African-American data analyst to track Ben down, or else be exposed as the violent teenage vigilante she was! Antics ensue.

The H.M.A.M.A.S.’s most recent screening was actually John Wick Chapter 2, a film that received surprisingly positive reviews, many of which single out the impressive use of actual fine art in the art direction (not to mention the bizarrely Gilliamesque secret hitman telephone exchange!). My analysis of this cinematic milestone will be forthcoming, but I was particularly struck by the inert literalism of JW2’s fine art factor when compared to two brief pictorial incidents that raise The Accountantseveral notches above the herd.

The first occurs when young Ben’s parents are visiting some hippie therapist’s autism ranch to see if he can help with their problem child, who sits in the common area working obsessively at a jigsaw puzzle. We don’t see it at first, but in a rapid sequence intercut with the parental consultation, L’il Ben starts going all “Judge Wopner!” because he can’t finish his task, until the resident neurodiverse cutie finds the missing piece and hands it to him. It’s at this point that we get our first actual look at the puzzle he’s working on—it’s a monochromatic gray rectangle, like a Brice Marden painting.


Brice Marden painting


Pollock puzzle, collection Sam Erenberg

Which isn’t as far-fetched as it sounds. In the early ’60s the Springbok company began issuing die-cut puzzles depicting abstract works by Kline, Krasner, Hofmann, de Kooning, and Pollock—whose Convergence was marketed as the most challenging puzzle of all time. Later in the decade, game companies upped the ante by manufacturing puzzles that were completely monochromatic—sometimes on both sides, though I doubt Brice ever saw a dime. And on the surface, the level of cognitive complexity required is what the blank puzzle signals to us about L’il Ben.




But just as he’s gratefully inserting the last piece to complete the non-image, the camera angle shifts radically, looking up through the glass table, through the gap in the blurry puzzle, framing L’l Ben’s bespectacled eyes. As he snaps the last module into place, the image snaps into focus, revealing that he has been assembling—upside down—Neil Leifer’s iconic shot of Muhammed Ali looming over the knocked out Sonny Liston in 1965. In a few seconds, the filmmakers have established a complex symbolic metaphor —the outsider warrior poet constructed in secret beneath a veneer of unparseable late-capitalist sang-froid; the Emperor card reversed—encoded in an equally (if more esoterically) loaded set of references to the production, distribution and valuation of 2D pictorial artifacts in contemporary culture.

Normally, if I perceive this sort of reference to Painting and its Discontents as coincidental—it’s just an upside-down jigsaw puzzle for God’s sake, not some dissertation on the tangled political and phenomenological relationship between photography, the avant-garde and kitsch. But The Accountant brackets its Revenge of the Asperger Ronin storyline with a second, even more explicitly art-historical sight gag, which is set up early, but delivered only in the tying-up-all-the-loose-ends montage—in fact the last shot in the movie before the hero rides off into the sunset.

We first glimpse grownup Ben’s art collection when he retreats to his secret storage unit holding his airstream full of currency, weapons and other tangibles—including a decent Renoir and—more improbably—a Jackson Pollock. And not just any Pollock, but 1946’s Free Form (mutated to more than double size), thought to be his very first drip painting. Ben must have done some real ugly shit for the Rockefellers to score that. So the whistleblower girl in distress is also an accountant, but one who wanted to go to the Art Institute, but Dad said “No,” and she makes an awkward friendship overture to Ben that includes an exchange on the merits of C.M. “Cash” Coolidge’s “Dogs Playing Poker” series. On the run from industrialist mercenary hitmen, she winds up in the trailer and is all like “OMG a Pollock original! You’re not like other accountants.”




Umm… spoiler alert, I guess. Once the antics are out of the way, she’s back at her modest flat and a mysterious package arrives, and here is the second incident. The package contains a stretched and framed canvas, which we see her unwrap and plunk down on her bed with a puzzled, then amused expression. The picture is Coolidge’s A Friend in Need (1903), probably the most famous Dogs Playing Poker image, whose central narrative detail of cheating is conspicuously cropped from our clearest view of it. Distress Girl’s expression goes frowny again, because she notices a surface anomaly in a corner of the painting, pokes around and actually tears away the Coolidge canvas to reveal the gazillion-dollar Pollock beneath. Both Ox and Self overcome, Ben heads off for his next adventure—Jason Bourne vs. The Accountant: The Treadstone Audit. Stay tuned.


                                                       How the World Looks to a Crazy Person


Thursday, April 20, 2017

(Royal) Flash Fudd Memory Gasket Epithelium No 1

For those who have been following my Rectilinear Occlusion Gear series (particularly the Memory Gasket Iteration seen in the Everything is Coming Up Roses exhibit at LAVA Projects) and/or my ongoing (Now in its 45th year!) collage comic strip Flash Fudd, here is a real treat! The first entry in a new sequence bearing the self-explanatory title Flash Fudd Memory Gasket Epithelia, this being No 1. The Green Man's chakra Doppelgänger may be tinted appropriately, and He may yet acquire a crown. Please to bend down.


Wednesday, March 29, 2017

Will the Real Doug Harvey Please Stand Up?


Sheriff 'Honorary Barber': Sheriff Doug Harvey examines a plaque which designates him an "honorary barber." The plaque, presented yesterday at the County Building, was given by Barbers Union Local 689. Harvey is defendant in a U.S. District Court suit in Detroit in which eight University students allege their constitutional rights were violated by haircuts given them during a brief stay in jail. Harvey is being sued for $200,000. The eight were arrested during a campus demonstration. Harvey promised to display the plaque in his office. Ypsilanti barber William Boatwright, who made the presentation, said the local's 94 barbers in the county "support Sheriff Harvey and his prevention of disease in the county jail."

Friday, March 3, 2017

World Imitation Radio


Apropos of tomorrow's opening of Afraid of Modern Living: World Imitation & Monitor 1977-1982 at These Days Gallery in downtown LA, I was looking for a blog entry where I linked to the episode of DOUG HARVEY's LESS ART RADIO ZINE featuring Michael Uhlenkott and Damon Willick discussing World Imitation and Damon's [San Fernando] Valley Vista exhibit, and I realized I never made one. Those were hectic times. So here it is, link is still good, the music riveting, the banter scintillating...

http://archive.kchungradio.org/2014-08-24/Doug_Harvey's_LARZ-08.24.2014.mp3

Saturday, January 14, 2017

Recent Landscape Photography




Probably Elysian Park, Behind the Los Feliz Costco, WLAC

Monday, January 9, 2017

Go Chlo Bo, Go!


Exhausted but triumphant Chloe (Winway Pleats Please, CA, RA, NW3) having earned her second NW3 title in K9 Nosework at the NACSW trial in Garden Grove on Sunday. This puts her at 2/3 of the way to her "Elite" title. What's really amazing is that she placed 2nd overall (the red ribbon) out of 30 dogs, since whippets are not generally considered one of the go-to detection breeds. More info at www.nacsw.net

Wednesday, January 4, 2017

Repurposed Satire and other recent Street Art Noted


Double Yuppie Yuks Sign from Sunset Blvd, Dumpster Onesie, Found Asger Jorn, and Expanded Soccer Head from Elysian Park.




Sunday, January 1, 2017

Wednesday, December 21, 2016

Stripe Painting Portrait of Doug Harvey Developed by Doug Harvey — with Doug Harvey


Jeffrey Vallance's Stripe Painting Portrait of me (inspired by my Stripe Painting Portrait of Liberace, which I did for Jeffrey's curatorial project at the Liberace Museum in 1995, I guess!) I am honored.

Thursday, December 8, 2016

Have You Seen Me?



Edition of 25 unique monoprint/painting/rubber stamp things. Originally I was going to tape them to lampposts, but decided to give them to those most prone instead. 

Monday, December 5, 2016

TR(i)UMP(h)! - a curatorial project at Art Basil 2016

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"An artist's job is to make people smile, not to make political statements. Apologize to Mike Pence, or stop calling yourselves artists!"
- President Elect D.J. Trump


CAWUBOP (Committee for Art World Unification Behind Our President), is honored to offer TR(i)UMP(h)! -- an exhibit of miniature works glorifying President Elect Donald Trump as part of ART BASIL LA http://artbasilla.tumblr.com/

Emerging artists stake out a resume-padding domain of plausible deniability which could save their necks when the Ministry of Culture Death Squads come around! At least that was the idea. Many of the participants have a somewhat promiscuous concept of glorification...

PARTICIPATING ARTISTS (so far...)

Alex HDZ
Alexandra Cao Ying
Al’Liyah Smith
Antwan Jones
Arely Hernandez
Carla Gonzalez-Baruch
Doug Harvey
Emmanuel Campos
Flora Medina (annex solo exhibit)
Harper Barth
Krystal Simon
Maurice Love
Michael Arata
The Ninja Assassin
Ronieka Pinkney
Sergio Velador
Terri Slade
Young Summers

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Friday, December 2, 2016

Eat This Too!

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Scotty Vera - Solar Dom Says Bring It On! (2016) mixed media sculpture

https://www.facebook.com/events/372045076472928/

Doug Harvey's LESS ART Gallery is proud to present the second solo show of reclusive genius Scotty Vera, whose virtuopsic formalist paintings and sculptures always contain references to Dom DeLuise and a lobster.

Vera's first solo exhibition was in 2008 at Track 16 Gallery (http://www.track16.com/exhibitions/2008-03-01-vera/photos.php) when he publicly stated "I'll do this again when Donald Trump is elected president!"

EAT THIS TOO is presented as part of ART BASIL LA, an annual art fair held in Mr. Let's Paint TV's back yard in Van Nuys, CA. http://artbasilla.tumblr.com/

"Vera’s T16 show Eat This (named after DeLuise’s bestselling cookbook) comprised less than a quarter of his extant work at that time — a substantial oeuvre for an artist less than a quarter-century old with no postsecondary degrees under his belt, let alone one who is periodically afflicted with debilitating agoraphobia. Scotty was the only child of a single-parent family. His mother was a Las Vegas blackjack dealer at the Golden Nugget, and Scotty would be holed up alone in the Living Desert Apartments — where Jeffrey Vallance and other Vegas artists also lived — sometimes for days at a time. Vallance, the Rev. Ethan Acres, and others recognized and nurtured Scotty’s talent, eventually helping him find placement at Claremont and UCLA, though his occasional inability to leave his bedroom sabotaged any possibility of matriculation.""

Scotty’s theoretical underpinnings have always been elusive, as are many of the details of his life. He claims to be the surviving half of a pair of conjoined twins, and does have a scar in a plausible place, though his mother would just sigh and roll her eyes when queried on the matter. On the other hand, that was her response to almost everything. At one point he claimed DeLuise as his father but has since recanted. His chance to publicly articulate his odd but compelling iconography came in the form of a panel discussion for Vallance’s extravaganza last March, but Vera was a no-show, and has apparently been holed up — intermittently communicating via e-mail — ever since."

-- from "Scotty Vera: Submerging Artist" THE Magazine, 2009

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Lobster Dom VS the Alt Right, 2016

Thursday, December 1, 2016

Kaboom! Panel Discussion


Thursday, December 8, 2016 at 7 PM - 9 PM
West Los Angeles College Art Gallery
4800 Freshman Dr, Culver City, California 90230

Join Molly Barnes at West Los Angeles College Gallery for a panel discussion about the relatonship between comic books and fine art, featuring artists featured in the current WLAC exhibition KABOOM! Comic Art: Chick Bragg, Doug Harvey, Izzy Howell, and Mick Reinman.

Image: Doug Harvey, FF:OO:WJ, 2016, mixed media on cardboard, six panels (detail)

Sunday, November 13, 2016

F for Ache on LAFMS BOX BOX

F (unfortunately aka "Marnie Weber's F for Ache" despite repeated threats!) have a sidelong slab of fauxmishness on the LAFMS box set box thing box...

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Above - new Daniel meets evil mastermind Tommy Recchion; below - old Daniel tries to hide his shame and regret at having "moved on to new opportunities!" Photos by Fredrik Nilsen

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http://www.forcedexposure.com/Catalog/los-angeles-free-music-society-lafms-box-box-13lp-box/BOX.001LP.html

Tuesday, November 8, 2016

What's Making What Noise?

Cover art for Spectress by John Pearson.

Installation artist and drone improviser Gabie Strong has been a playa in the surprisingly vigorous Los Angeles experimental music community for some time, with her radio show Crystal Morphologies as one of the anchors of pirate radio KCHUNG’s programming lineup for the last five-plus years. She has just expanded the Crystal Morphologies umbrella to include a record label, dedicated to “experimental and drone music informed by the artist’s hand” as well as “unclassifiable, composed and improvised work by women, whose contributions have often been overlooked in the context of avant-garde and improvised music.”

It’s always best to start with what you know (and own the rights to), so Crystal Morphologies’ first two vinyl/cassette releases are works by Strong herself—four side-long live recordings—two from this year (Spectress) and two from last year (Sacred Datura/Peaked Experience). True to the label’s mandate for hand-informed sonics, Strong’s work has a vintage, pre-digital feel to it and a lineage that—while touching on Japanese and continental precedents—dates back to the whole La Monte Young–Marian Zazeela–Tony Conrad–John Cale Theatre of Eternal Music outburst, up to and including Lou Reed’s notorious Metal Machine Music.

As with all the best noise music, it’s often hard to separate out what’s making what noise. Spectress’ “Sunset Circuit” may employ guitar, effects, synthesizer and vocals, but it shifts almost imperceptibly between soundscapes—evoking the propulsive force of a jet engine and the amniotic calm of the ocean depths with nary a strum or arpeggio in earshot. The flipside, “Taphthartharath,” performs a placating ritual on that mercurial spirit, morphing ominous bomber drones and clinical vintage synth sine waves and static into an ethereal virtual pastorale fading slowly to the sounds of digital crickets (which I initially mistook for the sound of my window fan malfunctioning. Respek!)

The Sacred Datura/Peaked Experience pairing uses less of an overall dynamic arc, though both works cover a wide variety of aural terrain. “Sacred Datura” combines buzzsaw feedback, pulsing chimes, vacuum cleaner phasing, and distorted vocal loops, while “Peaked Experience” forefronts old school knob-twisting oscillations and heavy reverb, served on a bed of shredded electric guitar with a side of electronic bird chirps.


Putting out vinyl and cassette releases is a way of reasserting the curatorial dimension of the small record label business, much of which has been dissolved in the miasma of cyberspace. With these two Strong releases (haha) and forthcoming cassettes from Geneva Skeen, Christopher Reid Martin, and Renee Petropoulos, Crystal Morphologies may be stepping up to carry the torch passed from LAFMS, Melon Expander, and the late Michael Sheppard’s Transparency label—among many others—as LA’s latest virtual exhibition space for experimental sound. There’s certainly enough noisy artists out there.

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Fitting into a narrower and less local tradition (see Charles Amirkhanian’s 1750 Arch Records) comes Spoken Records, a foray into the even-more-obscure genre of text-sound composition, which—as its name suggests—uses spoken words as the primary material for its musical innovations—often at the expense of literary intelligibility. Such is not the case with Spoken Record’s debut release, however.


Greetings From Here: Audio Postcards In Transition by label founder Pauline Gloss consists of nine short epistolatory communiques, recorded quickly and simply on the artist’s laptop computer. While layering vocal tracks and adding tasteful concrete elements, Gloss’ texts have more in common with confessional autobiographical poetics than Hugo Ball’s “Karawane,” weaving stories of institutionalization and gender indeterminacy into quite coherent—if elliptical—narratives. It reminds me of nothing so much as the poet Anne Sexton’s amazing recording for poetry label Caedmon, with Gloss’ NPR-ready baritone even resembling Sexton’s tobacco-and-vodka cured delivery.


A solid work of art, it’s also a courageous and unpredictable flagship for a label devoted to text-sound, many of whose proponents are adamantly nonsensical. Like Crystalline Morphologies, Spoken Records is already plotting its expansion out of the vanity press division, by way of an open call for “stand-alone works of literary sound art” that will be compiled in a series of vinyl singles for distribution. Something for the jukebox in the Cabaret Voltaire!

http://www.crystallinemorphologies.com/
http://www.spokenrecords.com

(Under the Radar column, Artillery Magazine http://artillerymag.com/under-the-radar-9/)