By Ciara LaVelle
By Jose D. Duran
By Kat Bein
By Juan Barquin
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By George Martinez
By Kat Bein
By Ciara LaVelle
What happens when you assemble teams of artists in alien surroundings and then simply leave them alone to make art? Placemaker Gallery and the Cisneros Fontanals Art Foundation conducted such an experiment, the fruit of which is now on display.
New York native John Bianchi lived at the Placemaker Gallery for four months. Using materials scavenged from within and around his makeshift home, he produced all the work for his installation "The Sky Is a Big Responsibility." Bianchi's (Untitled) Tornadodrawings in chalk pastel are smooth, pristine depictions of azure skies split by white tornadoes and other cloud formations. Two of the artist's other drawings depict the instantly recognizable smoke trails from the doomed space shuttle Challenger. Although Bianchi's works illustrate the unpredictable and destructive force of nature, their neatly taped edges and the conventional manner in which they're hung afford the art an air of serenity.
His living/work area at the far end of the gallery is a prime example of the Home Depot aesthetic so endearing of late. Today's art world seems to romanticize craft media and simple carpentry, a trade long since considered the bread and butter for many young male artists. Bianchi's bachelor pad is crudely constructed of two-by-fours featuring a decorative canopy made from corrugated cardboard. His bed sports a coverlet quilted from two packing blankets. But the artist apparently wants us to understand that appearances are not always what they seem.
On either side of this make-do structure, accessible to viewers via two openings cut out of the drywall, is a narrow crawlspace strewn with preparatory notes, drawings, printed Web pages, and old family photos. This is the artist's attempt at unveiling a more sinister side, akin to a stock movie scene in which homicide investigators stumble upon the killer's lair housing a depraved shrine to his victim. However Bianchi's connection from the pretty drawings on exhibit to this creepy lair in the back is a stretch, in spite of the clues he has artfully scattered -- a Leatherman pocket knife, the same brand purportedly wielded by Al Qaeda hijackers, and photos linking his parents to the ominous Charles Manson. Bianchi's effort to expose the inner, darker recesses of an artist's process is admirable, but he succeeds only in showing a struggling artist's encampment.
"The Quality of Life," a multimedia installation by Dennis Palazzolo, is an ode to all things domestic, literary, and obscure. Vying for attention is a wearying array of objects, photographs, videos, hanging lanterns, collages, drawings, and constructions. A series of photos printed on silver Mylar document a couple's walk through a cemetery, but the artist replaces their torsos and heads with sharp kitchen knives. By engaging the two subjects in romantic and sexual acts, Palazzolo offers his own ham-handed comments on morbidity and sexual repression, congruent with the kitschy Victoriana infecting the installation. The exhibit is full of oddities seemingly handpicked from an elderly English lady's cottage -- discarded vine-patterned wallpaper painted by a dead woman, a lantern made from a busted cardboard box, a perfectly inscrutable tortoiseshell lamp.
In a reconstruction of a bridge tender's hut located outside the Wolfsonian Museum, neurotic and narcissistic video plays. The DVD portrays Palazzolo and Bianchi cavorting on a beach, one dressed as a snowman, the other a double-headed unicorn. The mock naiveté of this work resembles the snickering, staged humor of Pee-wee Herman rather than Jean Cocteau, whose magnificent representations of eroticism transported viewers to a more magical realm.
The most convincing aspect of this show is a wall of assorted photos, documents, drawings, objects, and ephemera, all of which pertain to an installation titled "DUMBOAT," showcased in the neighborhood of Dumbo on the Brooklyn waterfront during the summer of 2004. "DUMBOAT" offers a fairly accurate re-creation of Géricault's The Raft of the Medusa (1819).This version is staged on the East river and features half-naked young male artists disporting against a Manhattan skyline, offering a visual exploration into the creation of myth. Palazzolo is a talented stylist, an expert at the carefully cultivated randomness meant to evoke the quirky misfit, or even an art world outsider. But he's trying way too hard. Freeing the imagination shouldn't require this much work, from either the artist or the viewer. Palazzolo should trade his verbosity and cosmetic obfuscation for legibility.
"No Walls"is a collective exhibition of works by Placemaker's home team -- Daniel Arsham, Bhakti Baxter, Natalia Benedetti, Nick D. Lobo, Daniel Newman, and Tom Scicluna. This intelligent and concise show is a welcome contrast to the clutter of the previous two and offers a straightforward, back-to-basics agenda. Each artist limits his or her ways and means to a single gesture, mining the conceptual art canon, distilling potent vignettes. Lobo's Amateur Satellite Typology is a stationary mobile from which miniature aluminum and plastic satellites dangle, casting cool, spindly shadows on the wall. Employing the model-making skills of the hobbyist, Lobo's creation is a simple and elegant cosmological graph. Baxter's A Lesson in Applied Geometry is a basic demonstration of video feedback, whose endlessly looping forms have the cachet of test patterns from a science fair exhibit.