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Henry Wessel @ SFMOMA & Rena Bransten

Henry Wessel @ SFMOMA & Rena Bransten

“San Francisco”, 1973, vintage gelatin silver print, 12 x 7 7/8 inches

When the New Topographics exhibition appeared at the George Eastman House in 1975, it did not feel like a history-making event.  Ranging from bland to butt-ugly, the 168 images that comprised the show seemed destined for obscurity or worse.  That it upended the prevailing notions of fine art photography ranks as one of the greater ironies of art history, since few people saw the original show and even fewer saw its limited-run catalog.  Socially engaged photographers got it immediately.  Eager to engage with the actual circumstances of American life (as opposed to gilding its fading myths), they joined with a group of curators who wanted photography to be taken seriously as fine art.  The shift wasn’t sudden.  But the differences between old and new – when they came to light – couldn’t have been sharper.

Before New Topographics, American landscape photography meant Ansel Adams and the f/64 group.  After New Topographics, idealized visions of Half Dome and the California coast gave way to images of subdivisions, industrial parks, parking lots, strip malls, telephone wires, mobile home parks and factories. These the New Topographics artists rendered in a point-blank, documentary style so lacking in affect or subjectivity you could easily have mistaken their typological studies for the work of camera-wielding robots.  Walking through the re-creation of this show that is now on view at SFMOMA, it seems as if the photographers were challenging each other to see who could make the dullest, most abject pictures.

“Point Richmond, 1974”, vintage gelatin silver print

That their anti-aesthetic so completely dominates landscape photography today speaks to the triumph of banality, both in life and in art.  As Ed Rusha put it in 1972, in a remark that forecast photography’s role in postmodernist thinking, “Sometimes the ugliest things have the most potential.”  If that sounds like a grim assessment, take heart.  Of the nine photographers who appeared in the original show there was a dissenting voice.  It belonged to Henry Wessel.  Where his cohorts (Robert Adams, Baltz, the Bechers, Joe Deal, Frank Gohlke, Nicholas Nixon, John Schott and Stephen Shore) avoided interpretive acts that could be construed as demonstrating a subjective viewpoint, Wessel seemed to be tipping his hand at every turn.

Seven works in the SFMOMA exhibition and 12 prints in a concurrent show at the Rena Bransten Gallery demonstrate that Wessel could make bland pictures with the best of them; but his real forte was creating images that demonstrated a highly cultivated sense of the absurd; mixing the high irony of Walker Evans with the street-wise alacrity of Cartier Bresson.

 “Coronado, CA, 1976”, vintage gelatin silver print, 16 ¾ x 20 ½"; “East Bay, 1978”, vintage gelatin silver print, 10 1/2 x 15 1/2"

 

As such, his photos greet you with a nod and a wink. Albany, California (1973), a night shot of a tract house, parodies real estate photography, treating the home as if it were a celebrity, caught unaware by paparazzi.  In Tuscon (1974), tall weeds appear well on their way to consuming a house.  You can almost hear the photographer in the background shouting , “Score one for nature!” The ticky-tacky bungalow cantilevered into a hillside in Point Richmond, California (1974) feels like an optical trick.  It’s not, but you could take it as such if you didn’t know Bay Area topography.  New Mexico, with its minimalist rock garden and denuded tree, mocks the notion of a desert garden, while Las Vegas, a strip mall fronted by a sculpted figure balanced on a fingertip offers a precarious visual metaphor for unsustainable development.

“Las Vegas, 1973”, vintage gelatin silver print

Contrary to its title, New Topographics wasn’t about topography; it was about the “built environment”. Logically, such pictures should have included people since the environments pictured are man-made, but for the most part they don’t.  The sole exceptions are a few images from Stephen Shore.

Here again, Wessel broke with convention.  In the works on view at Rena Bransten, all from roughly the same period as the NP photos – the mid 1970s — we see a pictorial sensibility that had more in common with the previous decade’s street photographers than with the NP photographers.  Peopled or not, they beg more questions than they answer.  What, for example, is the man in a suit (who bears an uncanny resemblance to LBJ) doing on the beach at Crissy Field?  What is an airplane engine doing next to a swimming pool in Tuscon, Arizona, 1977?  And why is the house in San Francisco, 1972 enclosed in a cage, as if the inhabitants were lions in a zoo?  The “built environment” for Wessel was an alien place.

“San Francisco, 1972”, vintage gelatin silver print, 8 x 11 7/8 inches

No doubt, other NP photographers felt this, too.  But what they failed to express — and what Wessel showed in abundance — was humor.  His photo of a man walking on Coronado Beach makes the town in the background look like a distant planet.  In Waikiki, 1975, three shirtless men appear almost alien, too, strolling down a palm-studded street amidst high rises.  Then there’s his amazing shot of the East Bay hills shot from a BART train where the view is framed twice: once by a window and again through the space between an overpass and the 880 Freeway.

Making the quotidian look both strange and familiar was Wessel’s specialty.  His cohorts may have recorded the bald facts of our surroundings and elevated their impact through repetition.  Wessel didn’t need to.  His photos are self-contained stories that bring us face-to-face with our overbuilt, unsustainable existence.

–DAVID M. ROTH

Henry Wessel: Vintage Still Photographs @ Rena Bransten through August 21, 2010

New Topographics @ SFMOMA through October 3, 2010

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Wondrous Strange @ SFMOMA Artists Gallery

Wondrous Strange @ SFMOMA Artists Gallery

Katherine Westerhout, "Mishkan Yisroel Synagogue", 2007, archival pigment print, 43 x 52"

Before museums, knowledge of the world beyond our immediate reach could be found in cabinets of curiosities – rooms that literally housed collections of everything under the sun, from natural history and ethnographic artifacts to archeological fragments and antiques. These early attempts to collect and categorize, which began during the Renaissance and remained the province of elites for some time to come, were designed to elucidate and impress. That such practices became a common activity, engaged in by legions of collectors everywhere, can be adduced by the widely variegated impact they had on 20th century art.

Wondrous Strange: a 21st Century Cabinet of Curiosities pays homage to these traditions. It contains all the things you would expect (boxes and bottles of artist-scavenged curios), but it also pulls in things not generally seen in this realm, such as painting, ceramic sculpture and tapestry. In all, 21 artists of disparate persuasions are represented in this sprawling, category-defying show.  Most express, in some elegiac fashion, the human impulse to excavate and order. 

Sharon Beals, "Nest with Soft Leaves, 2007, pigment print on etching paper, 32 x 32"

Chief amongst the excavators is Oakland-based photographer Katherine Westerhout. Her color-drenched images of abandoned and decaying buildings begin as documentation but quickly slip into a more rarified zone, as demonstrated in Mishkan Yisroel Synagogue (Christian Altar), Detroit. In the exquisite light that permeates her forgotten buildings, we see not only the details of their decrepitude — we almost smell the rotting timbers, the humid air and the pools of rain water that collect through broken ceilings.  The experience of looking at these pictures borders on synesthesia, the phenomenon by which information from one sensory mechanism triggers or co-mingles with another. Sharon Beals’ natural history photos also, on occasion, push past genre-imposed bounds. Nest with Soft Leaves, for example, with its swirling detritus, might be taken for a microscopic shot of molecular activity.  Donald Farnsworth’s 13-foot-long, trompe l’oeil tapestry, Antiquarian Library, performs a similar feat through illusionism. From across the room it achieves the desired impact; up close it dissolves into abstraction. Look closely at how this mash-up of digital photos is translated by a computer-controlled machine and you see an incomprehensibly dense thicket of woven fabric. The effect is strangely bifurcated, like what happens when you view Chuck Close’s painted portraits at varying distances. What’s significant about this visual bait-and-switch is how it elicits nostalgia without actually permitting it. Steven Allen’s ceramic set pieces echo that approach, employing with less persuasive deception, the clay-based verisimilitude perfected by Richard Shaw and Marilyn Levine.

 

Donald Farnsworth, "Antiquarian Library", 2006, cotton and metallic jacquard tapestry, 62 x 158"

 

George Pfau’s drawing on canvas, Represented In-Flus Bodies, Cyborg Architecture, Geographic Enclosures, tickles the optical nerve, too. It reads like a dizzying treasure map, with layers of lines and skeletal shapes that appear to have arrived through some combination of stenciling and photolithography. Embedded into the picture at various depths, these forms, which are obscured with hand-painted gestural marks, trace an archeological journey that has no beginning or end.   

Other works appeal to antiquarian impulses through more direct means, sometimes via obvious art-historical references.  Jeremiah Jenkins’ wood block print of the letter ‘G’, repeated at varying degrees of opacity on the pages of a 6-inch thick book, has a distinct Warholian ring. Michele Muennig’s surrealist paintings of clocks amidst icebergs issue an environmental warning through Dali-esque imagery.  Elsewhere, objects and curios are deployed in settings ranging from boxes and bottles to hand-made cabinets to wall-sized multi-media installations that mix objects both fabricated and found.  
 
George Pfau, "Represented In-Flus Bodies, Cyborg Architecture, Geographic Enclosures, 2009, mixed media, 72 x 48"
As anyone who’s arranged something even as simple as a seashell collection well knows, ordering of this sort is all about displaying tastes, preferences and world views – and looking to the past for sustenance in an uncertain present. Wondrous Strange, a show of wildly varying quality, is but the latest installment on a long continuum of such investigations.
–DAVID M. ROTH
 
Wondrous Strange: a 21st Century Cabinet of Curiosities @ SFMOMA Artists Gallery, Fort Mason, through August 28, 2010.
 
The show also includes works by Kathy Aoiki, Agelio Batle, JoAnn Biagini, Coup D’ Etat, Kirk Crippens, Shenny Cruces, Leslie Frierman Grunditz, Jesse Hazlip, Amit Greenberg, Misako Inaoka, Jeremiah Jenkins, Philip Ringler, Mike Shine, Bryan Tedrick, Brandon Truscott and Claire Pasquier. 

 

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New Photos/Old Technology @ SJICA

New Photos/Old Technology @ SJICA

Stephen Berkman, “Songbird and the Sharpshooter”, tintype

Looking at photography these days, it’s hard not to wonder if the medium hasn’t been drained of aesthetic value. For nearly two decades, big, banal, theory-driven pictures have occupied a disproportionate amount of space in galleries and museums. Yet despite this apparent hijacking, there’s a quiet counterinsurgency gathering force, composed of hundreds of photographers who are turning antiquated photographic methods to surprisingly contemporary ends. 

 
Fifteen of its exponents, on view in Exposed: Today’s Photography/Yesterday’s Technology, make the case that remarkable photographic art can still be achieved through ancient chemical formulations that hardly anyone remembers, like collodion, carbon, platinum, palladium, silver bromide and potassium bichromate. These kitchen-sink concoctions, created at photography’s inception, enabled daguerreotype, calotype, wet plate albumen, ambrotype, tintype, printing out paper, cyanotype, photogravure and other forms. To put this in some kind of perspective, the SJICA bookends Exposed with two companion exhibits: one of original examples of these processes, culled from the collection of Stephen and Connie Wirtz (Captured: Photography’s Early Adopters), and another of family snapshots (Liz Steketee: Reconstructing Memories) that have been digitally manipulated.
 
Timed to coincide with ZERO1 (Sept. 16-19), San Jose’s tech-savvy, multi-disciplinary biennial, these three shows strike a contrarian pose, demonstrating how so-called archaic technologies can more than hold their own against their zippier digital counterparts.
 
Baron de Meyer, “Shores of Bosporus”, C. 1905, photogravure, collection of Stephen and Connie Wirtz
A good way to take all this in is to start with the Wirtz collection at the back of the building and then work your way forward chronologically — through the contemporary photos in Exposed –and then on to Sketetee’s digital forgeries in the library/lounge just off the lobby.
 
The Wirtz pictures in Captured span the years 1850 to 1908 and show what photography looked like in its infancy. The trove, which remains largely out of public view, is, according to David Pace, “one of the best collections I’ve ever seen”.  Pace, a professor of photography at the University of Santa Clara, is in a position to know. Several years back he curated a show of the SF gallerists’ pictures at SJICA called Photographer Unknown. Where the mandate then was to pluck the best of Wirtz’s anonymous photos, the task this time was simply to locate strong examples of the techniques mentioned above. Despite that limitation, Pace managed to find images that reflect the collection’s overall strengths: its ingenious one-of-a-kind snaps by unknown amateurs; commercial images from now-obscure professionals; and iconic pictures by famous photographers like Frances Frith, whose stunningly sharp picture of an Egyptian pyramid is on view here. 
 
Other images that stop me cold include Baron de Meyer’s 1905 portrait of an exhausted girl taken in the Bosporus; two fin de siècleaerial photographs from Italy that could have inspired Mondrian’s geometric paintings; and most impressively, astronomer Max Wolf’s Star Map, a tonally reversed shot of the night sky from 1908 where the background is grey and the stars are black. Sectioned into grids for analysis, it looks like something that might have been painted 50 years hence.  There’s also a rare doubled-sided portrait of a young girl. One side is hand-colored — a commercial product of little artistic value; but the original calotype on the flip side is a wondrous thing: a constellation of mottled brown hues. In 1855, when this anonymous photo was created, the calotype’s inability to register shadow detail was considered a killing flaw. Today, when clinically perfect images abound, it feels fresh.
 
Such polarities define the history of photography. During its lifespan, which began nearly 200 years ago, tastes have swung wildly — between transparency and artistry, clarity and suggestion and between pictorial articulation and approximation. 
Joy Goldkind (L to R): “Dora”, “Rose”, “Contest 6”, 2000-2009, bromoil, hand inked
 
Still, it’s pretty clear from these images that we are looking at historic documents – documents that, whatever their artistic merits, were taken a long, long time ago. They exist in a realm between unimaginable antiquity and nostalgia, occasionally crossing over into modernity, as with the Wolf image. Beyond that, any such certainties dissolve. Exposed and Reconstructing Memory, the two companion exhibits, toss a monkey wrench into our reflexive system of historic dead reckoning.  
 
A good example from Exposed is Bridgeport Brass Panorama, Nathaniel Gibbon’s tintype of an abandoned factory. Its tonality telegraphs antiquity while the subject – a derelict factory with busted-out windows and late-model cars at the far left — tells us the scene is current. Gibbons, though, adds a visual twist which probably never appeared in 19th century tintypes: he bends the iron panels of the triptych into concave shapes, which when combined with the interlocking geometries of the scene itself, pull us into the deepest recesses of this ultra-wide (66”) tableau of industrial obsolescence. Its narrative perfectly matches content to form and materials. 
 
Andreas Hablutzel, Untitled, 2001, archival pigment ink print
So, too, do the daguerreotypes of Binh Danh. In several, he recreates photos that were originally taken by the Khmer Rouge during the Cambodian genocide that followed the Vietnam War. Daguerreotypes, which date to the medium’s very beginning, are often anamorphic; that is they reveal themselves only from certain viewing angles. Danh’s, which are polished to a mirror-like sheen and look more like acid-bathed etchings than photographs, never fully reveal themselves from any angle; all we can make out are cloudy forms and indistinct shapes. Again, media and message converge to, quite literally, actualize the fog of collective forgetting. 
 
In his large-scale pinhole photographs of Buchenwald, the former Nazi concentration camp, Andreas Hablutzel approaches the issue of war memories from a different perspective. His soft, point-blank pictures of sites where war crimes took place appear neutral. Like the stories of W.G. Sebald, the author who walked across Europe narrating the history of places where terrible or momentous events occurred, Hablutzel’s pictures assume things can talk. Sometimes they do. But mostly they don’t, and as a result, these images rely more on what we bring to them than on what they bring to us. Thus, their neutrality feels manipulative. (Contrast that with the deliberately nondescript approach of Luc Tuymans who, in his paintings of notorious people and places, uses erasure and blurring to demonstrate how memories of the most egregious human acts can be wiped away.)
 
Elsewhere, less weighted subjects emerge.  Some of the most powerful images in this show come from Joy Goldkind whose pictures of her husband – made up as a bride, nun, fortune teller and cross dresser — fly straight past their contrivances and into the fantasy world the artist and model envision. No doubt, Goldkind’s background in fashion design helps with poses and props, but it doesn’t explain the mesmerizing quality and physical beauty of these hand-tinted bromoil prints. That we entertain their veracity while simultaneously viewing their obvious conceits testifies to the alchemical power of photography in its nascent state, where volatile quirks of chemistry and deliberate acts of craft combined to create a heightened state of unreality that we believe in – never mind the “facts”.
 
Ben Nixon, “Falcon’s Den, City of Rocks”, 2009, collodion negative, silver print
Walter Benjamin wrote about the optical unconscious, by which he meant the camera’s ability to see things the eye cannot. Michael Shindler’s backlit tintypes – all very raw-looking portraits – demonstrate this phenomenon, showing how pictures taken with relatively short exposure times of four to five seconds can reveal an intensity of character that the mind can’t detect in the same span. 
 
Artifice played a large role in the early years of photography, particularly in portraiture where backdrops and props allowed photographers to sidestep (or at least simplify) the complexities of what we today call environmental portraiture. Stephen Berkman’s elaborately staged wet plate collodion images, of people in inexplicable situations and habitats, reference that history. They feel like headlong dives into fantasy. But rather than lodge in memory, they register as curios, postcards, taken from a Victorian-era theme park.
 
Landscapes also figure prominently in the exhibition. Most of those here operate within established conventions, but they still generate interest. Ben Nixon pours wet collodion unevenly across his glass plates to produce blurry artifacts that at one time would have been considered undesirable process accidents. While he mostly plays it straight, the liquid puddles that appear around the edges of his preternaturally sharp prints give off a hallucinatory tinge – much like Sigmar Polke’s pictures of Afghani hashish smokers did in the mid-‘70s. Brian Taylor’s is the most complex process on view. His forest pictures are built from four exposures layered on cyanotype-coated paper. Before each imprint, he coats the paper with a layer of gum bichromate, each mixed with a different color of pigment. This reduces his palette to a brackish brown-green that flattens the pictures, making the scenes feel both ethereal and haunted.
 
Chris McCaw, “Sunburned GSP #277”, 2008, unique gelatin silver paper negative
By contrast, the simplest, most elemental approach to landscape photography comes from Chris McCaw. He allows the sun to burn holes and gashes in silver gelatin-coated paper negatives, which he uses in place of film in an 8 x 10” view camera. He records these images in full sun, but through some unexplained reversal of tonal relationships, they appear dark and burnished, like tanned hides. The effect is primal, like seeing one of Lucio Fontana’s slashed canvases.
 
In the botanical realm, it’s hard to top Karl Blossfeldt (1865-1932), but Beth Moon does a credible job. Her photographs of carnivorous plants (Venus Flytraps and the like) appear to be half organic and half otherworldly, with hermaphroditic features that could easily qualify them for a role in a David Cronenberg film.  Also operating in the realm of science is Robin Hill who attempts to photographically represent a mathematical algorithm that predicts snowflake growth. In recent years, such visualizations of data have become something of an art world trend. Problem is, they often wind up yielding very boring public art installations. Hill’s wall-sized cyanotype print has no appreciable geek factor. As the exhibition brochure explains, “The cyanotype records the quality of translucence and opacity in the material and also the distance the material is from the paper and any shadow it casts.” The result is a 3-D picture that doesn’t require special glasses.  Stand close and you feel like you’re staring into an abyss.
 
Liz Steketee, photos from “Reconstructed Memories”
Better living through chemistry? Exposed makes a convincing case.  So does Liz Steketee for the opposite viewpoint: that every photographic effect available through chemistry can be replicated digitally. Her sleights of hand are viewable in albums and in boxes of loose photos which you can leaf through as you please in the SJICA lounge, outfitted by the artist in mismatched period furniture to complement the different eras of original pictures. While her alterations won’t pass a forensic test, they faithfully reproduce the look and feel of every photographic technology available to consumers throughout the past century, replete with age-appropriate fading, yellowing and cracking. No doubt, these revisions of personal history helped the artist settle a few scores, and spotting her forgeries is an engaging parlor game. If there’s a larger point, it’s that photography, throughout its history, has always lied and told the truth simultaneously.
 
Whether it does so by digital or chemical means is beside the point. Photography, like every other art form, is about realizing a vision. The pictures in these three shows do that. They stand as object lessons in what photography can be when artists are materially engaged and allowed to create — free of mind-numbing theoretical and ideological constraints.
–DAVID M. ROTH
 
Exposed: Today’s Photography/Yesterday’s Technology; Captured: Photography’s Early Adopters; and Liz Steketee: Reconstructed Memories through September 19, 2010 @ Institute for Contemporary Art, San Jose.
 
Exposed also includes works by Linda Connor, Rachel Heath, Kerik Kouklis and Ron Moultrie Saunders.
 
Cover: Michael Shindler (3) all untitled, tintypes, 2010
 

 

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