October arthop, 2010

miami wynwood design district artwalk october 2010

October is supposed to be the beginning of the Official Art Season, and while September gallery exhibitions may be impressive in their own way, October is when we begin to expect to see the up-to-ArtBasel-leading A-game. And, unless you’re double-scoop, capital-S Serious about your Art, you were happy this month.

miami wynwood design district artwalk october 2010

But since I’m lowercase-s about art, let me first tell you about the Castillo backyard party. You get to it by walking through a door that says “Exhibition Continues This Way,” which it sometimes does, but not this month, as the “Annex” was closed. Instead you got four bars, each serving two different Specific Cocktails prepared by a particular purveyor of Fine Libations that no doubt in-kind donated said Booze in hopes of being name-checked on blogs not unlike this one. (I’m going to talk about art soon, so bear with me?) There was a particular rum beverage that involved cucumber slices and jalapeno peppers which was subtle yet remarkable. My point, such as it is, is that from this particular vantage the Art Walk begins to look like a block party that David throws once a month that the other gallaries just piggyback on. Sheesh — four bars, and the line for each is like 10 minutes long! We’ve got art to look at?

miami wynwood design district artwalk october 2010

Castillo Gallery’s backyard parties would be no more than a joke if the art inside did not hold its own, but with infrequent exception it does. In fact!: Art and Parties are but two of many thins that Castillo has done exactly right since opening a few years ago. I’ve been a fan of Pepe Mar since he had a whimsical “studio” at Art Center on Lincoln Road years ago, and this particular solo show is only slightly less brilliant than the best work he’s ever done. It’s mostly divided between Louise-Nevelsonish gold-painted basket assemblages and web-like contraptions made out of toys and rope.

miami wynwood design district artwalk october 2010

Fuck!, the Gavin Perry show at Snitzer? I guess you guys mostly saw it last month, but I was blown the fuck away. There was a wild crazy ceiling-hanging sculpture by the door, which gave way to galleries filled with . . .

miami wynwood design district artwalk october 2010

. . . incredible wall-hanging drip paintings/sculptures. Strictly speaking they’re Helen Frankenthaler via custom car paint technique, but in person they’re pure left-brain Joy. I’m somewhat familliar with Gavin’s techniques, but here he’s created work that is completely indifferent to understanding and completely impervious to indifference. These pieces (“paintings”, I guess) are I’m pretty sure impossible to not love. The free-standing monolith sculptures were maybe slightly less so, yet each was charged with its own mysterious chromatic powers.

miami wynwood design district artwalk october 2010

Over at (the Newly Remodeled!) Gallery Diet, an impressive installation by Gene Moreno.

miami wynwood design district artwalk october 2010

Ok, can we talk about bad art for a minute? I always try to stop in to new places on my gallery hops, in search of new Stuff? And sometimes it’s a refreshing surprise? But not tonight, when we meet the Anton Solomoukha show at Black Square Gallery, a series of high-pretention, upscale-presentation photoshop images. If I were making fun I’d show you a series of ‘em, because each was Bad in its own special way. As it stands, you’ll have to infer from this one.

miami wynwood design district artwalk october 2010

Next to Castillo, an interesting development: a little nighttime mini-fair with vendors selling clothing, trinkets, and food.

miami wynwood design district artwalk october 2010

… and featuring the GastroPod.

miami wynwood design district artwalk october 2010

Brian O’Connell’s rammed-earth walls at Dorsch, replicating walls that existed when the space was a lamp factory.

miami wynwood design district artwalk october 2010

And as always, Miami Poetry Collective’s Poem Depot — poems made to order on the spot — featuring Abel.

3 thoughts on “October arthop, 2010

  1. “[Y]ou’ll have to infer from this one.”

    Is there a simple way that art aficionados can tell Good Art from Bad Art? The work of the particular artist you mention doesn’t do much for me, but I can’t tell that much different between one digital collage artist and another. Does it really reduce to “I know it when I see it”, or is there some objective criterion of which I am unaware?

    Even if this wasn’t your blog, you are under no obligation to educate those of us in the Great Unwashed on these matters. Nonetheless, I respect your knowledge, and honestly want to understand how the serious (capitalize or not at your discretion) art lover separates the worthy from the vile.

  2. First of all, I’m not really an art expert. But I do love to talk about this stuff, so I talk around it a little bit.

    It’s like anything — you get to tell the difference between the good and the bad by looking at lots of it. If you’re new to wine you might love stuff that connoisseurs would consider shit, and when you were new to movies you probably loved some absolute dreck. There are different ways that art can be bad, but a big one is to repeat cliches or take the easy route to making something pretty or impressive. Good art usually doesn’t jump out and try to impress you. Rather, it aims for subtlety and open-endedness. But artists who consciously work towards that open-endedness can fail too. Artists are “supposed” to pursue their interests, which in theory are too unusual and esoteric to lead them towards, say, movie making (or environmental science). The work is Art specifically because it isn’t anything else.

    The word “art,” as it’s used today, is actually extremely difficult to define — art is sort of the stuff that doesn’t fall into any other category (again: e.g. movies, environmental science). (Although it’s also “stuff that’s part of the art scene, made for people who like art” … it gets a little circular there. But the point is that it’s good art when it knocks you off-balance a little.

    Blah blah. My advice to the art curious this time of year is to not worry about separating the worthy from the vile. You’ve got Art Basel coming up. Just go and look, and work on suspending judgement rather then honing it.

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