Monuments: A Monumental Exhibition

Monuments by Nancy Kay Turner

The most terrible thing about war, I am convinced, is its monuments – the awful  things we are compelled to build in order to remember the victims…

W.W.B.Du Bois, The Perfect Vacation, in The Crisis, 1931

Monuments, the startling, chilling, thought provoking exhibition now at MOCA Geffen and The Brick is a must- see show. This exhibition is co-curated by Hamza Walker, Director of The Brick; Bennett Simpson, Senior Curator at MOCA; and artist Kara Walker (along with Hannah Burstein and Paula Kroll). It brings together 10 decommissioned monuments which honored the Confederacy alongside 19 contemporary artworks commissioned to be in conversation with the enormous debased statues. These works examine a particular and fraught time in our nation’s past while illuminating our present as well. We now live in a “post-truth” world that is populated by “alternative facts” and filled with competing views on our shared history. This timely exhibition requires the viewer to consider who writes history (traditionally the victor) and what, after all, is remembrance? What should or could be erased, debunked or forgotten and what are the consequences of these decisions and omissions?

The museum wall text is incisive and extremely helpful in explaining the historical background of these epic-sized sculptures. Most of these monuments were commissioned almost 60 years after the end of the Civil War to foster the idea of the” lost cause.” The Lost Cause of the Confederacy theory is a post-Civil War concept that postulates that the war was essentially to protect states’ rights and that slavery was a helpful institution that benefited the enslaved people.

Confederate Soldiers and Sailors, 1903, by Frederick Wellington Ruckstuhl, sets the tone of the exhibition. A winged female figure, looking very mythic and somewhat Greco-Roman, is meant to personify glory. Arm aloft in a triumphant or defiant gesture, she is holding a wreath crown meant for the wounded youth she supports. Red paint was flung on this statue and other by those protesting the 2017 “Unite the Right” rallies In Charlottesville, Virgina.  Subsequently it was decommissioned along with about 200 other Confederate statues. The red paint splashed on the statue is reminiscent of dried blood and is quite disturbing. It’s instructive to remember that Richmond, Virginia was the capitol of the Confederacy from 1861-1865. The historical ramifications of the Confederacy still echo today.

Just outside this gallery are many of the spray-painted bases that these monuments once stood on. One especially poignant one reads “AS WHITE SUPREMACY CRUMBLES….” In light of recent reversals by the current administration, this becomes a still unmet goal for those awaiting equality. Also in this first gallery are the remains of a Robert E. Lee Monument that has been melted down into bronze ingots. Stacked here like gold ingots, they are intended for a future new work of public art.

Many but not all of the contemporary works are videos and narrative photographs. My favorite of these is the work by the largely unknown white photographer Hugh Mangum, whose negatives were found in the family’s barn only in 1972.  Using the techniques of the time, he photographed black and white sitters equally, charging only pennies for their portraits. He reused the glass negative over time resulting in occasional and accidental superimpositions. Time and weather have further degraded some negatives and when printed digitally they are especially beautiful and haunting. That Mangum photographed both black and white people equally is what is remarkable about these images which look startlingly contemporary.

Nona Faustine’s powerful black and white self -portraits of herself naked and vulnerable clad only in white shoes or white skirt, standing alone on empty New York City streets are both brave and sad. Taken from 2013-2018, each location she picked has a particular meaning -one is where slaves were auctioned off or another is where a now unmarked burial ground for enslaved people was located.  With this series, she defiantly shines a light on the history of slavery in the North as New York’s harbor was a point of entry in the slave trade.

In 1990, Andres Serrano, known for picking particularly difficult subjects (such as blood, urine and other bodily secretions) photographed Ku Klux Klan members in Georgia. These images reminded me of Philip Guston’s satirical Klansman – silly in their white sheets, eyes peering out. They looked like defanged animals- all puffery, no bite. The Klan itself was founded right after the Civil War when the members suited up and ferociously attacked and killed newly freed slaves. The organization still exists but Serrano believes his photographs show that the Klan as a symbol is more potent and significant than these actual members in their white hoods.

In 1921, Charlie Keck created a statue of “Stonewall” Jackson upon his trusty steed known as “Little Sorrel” heading into battle, sword raised. Exactly one hundred years later, the artist Kara Walker was deeded this decommissioned statue and was allowed to deconstruct and reconfigure it. Walker’s “Unmanned Drone” is displayed at The Brick alongside incisive text, her collages and drawing, and process pictures of the complicated dismembering of the original statue. The resulting sculpture, an amalgam of disjointed elements, is like a three-dimensional collage. Instead of being epic, though it is quite impressive in scale, Walker’s version uses the elements to tell a story of defeat, tiredness and destruction evident by the general’s arm and sword now dragging forlornly on the ground. Cut into these pieces, the viewer can see the hollow inner core of legs, arms, bodies which seems like a timely metaphor – hard metal outside but hollow inside like a rotten apple. Walker’s shockingly contemporary title instantly conjures up the current war in Ukraine that is fought by hundreds of unmanned drones daily, raining down destruction on largely civilian populations. Perhaps this is a nod to the drumbeat of endless wars, that while automated still results in ruin.

On May 1, 1948, in the city of Baltimore, an epic statue by Laura Gardin Fraser, depicting Robert E. Lee and “Stonewall” Jackson astride their horses was unveiled to commemorate their meeting before The Battle of Chancellorsville. Jackson was wounded there by friendly fire and died 8 days later after having his arm amputated. Weirdly, his arm was buried separately and has its own tombstone, demonstrating a deep hero worship.  Eighty-three years after the Civil War ended, the mayor of Baltimore hailed these two generals as “paragons of American strength,” according to the detailed wall text. Heroes who remind us to be “resolute and determined in preserving sacred institutions…” It is slavery that is the institution that they wanted preserved.

It is fitting that this striking monument which dwarfs the viewer commands the space that the curators have intentionally afforded it. Looking untouched from the front, it is only when the viewer moves behind the statues that the jarring words – ”BEWARE TRAITORS” becomes visible. This clearly encapsulates the warring ideologies presented here. Who are the traitors?

In Ken Burns’ amazing documentary on the Revolutionary War, the viewer comes to see that war as the first civil war – as the rebels or patriots fought their neighbors and family who were loyalists. The scars from that war have never healed and we are reminded by this excellent, but difficult exhibition that we must strive to fulfill the Declaration of Independence that all men are created equal. The American experiment is fragile and attention must be paid. Extensively researched, the curators here have fashioned an unusual exhibition that provokes, educates and enlightens the viewer as well as stirring up uncomfortable feelings and truths. It is not to be missed.

  • Nancy Kay Turner; photos by Nancy Kay Turner and by Genie Davis 

Living Matter: Adeola Davies-Aiyeloja is Fully Alive at Matter Gallery

Multi-media artist Adeola Davies-Aiyeloja has a radiant new solo exhibition now at Matter Gallery in mid-city. Mystical, mythical, and wildly imaginative, her Living Matter is a full and rich investigation of her own personal story, one that both incorporates and leads to the symbols and rituals of her ancestors and their traditions.

The exhibition was created during the artist’s recent residence in Jamaica, and as such includes a vibrant color palette that seems infused with a sense of lush tropical light. She draws on the vivid landscapes and magical cloud formations of the island, as well as on what she describes as the energy of the island’s residents and the land itself.  Honoring the inspiration she received there, Davies-Aiyeloja is donating a percentage of sales from this exhibition to supporting those affected by Hurricane Melissa.

This is dazzlingly inventive work, in the flow of color and the the patterns that evoke flora and fauna, nature’s blooms and the flowering of dreams and dances. Her images here are mesmerizing in their use of color and light; look at a piece long enough and like sunlight dazzling the ocean waves or dew-encased leaves, there is a shifting and motion to the colors that each work contains.

Her work seethes with a sense of a mystery and the alchemical, from fierce blues to siwrling purples and magenta shades, the artist manifests her own unique vision of the island.

 

Working with acrylic paint, collage, ink, lace and other fabrics as well as beads, cabochon, and aquerelle, Davies-Aiyeloja’s “Generate Excitement” does just that with its layers and swirling lines and colors. She seems to be asking what wondrous, below-the-surface mechanisms allow the earth itself to bring this beauty forth.

In “Rhythm to My Soul,” the artist’s work unfolds through the inclusion of AR, turning this already motion-filled large work into one that literally moves and shifts and breathes and ripples beneath the surface of canvas and paint. This animated addition creates a truly immersive experience that brings the sensations of water and rain forest that find root in this painting fully to life.

Joyous human figures form the subjects of “Golden Elegance I” and “Golden Elegance II,” created from a mix of collage, pencil shavings, meixed media, acrylic and ink as well as collage. Recalling religious icons with the use of gold leaf, these figurative works are shiny, flowing depictions of happiness.

Both her “Hues of the Island” and “Island Glow” series embody patterns that resemble both sea life and flowers, as well as the shapes of rocks and other land formations. “Island Glow” offers the brighter palette; both boides of work are geometric, abstract, and layered, and have the grace and flow of the sea and the myriad of colors the waters themselves contain.

Highly sensorial and sinuous, the artist’s images are awash with atmosphere, reshaping and recreating the land and sea of  Jamaica itself, filled with energy and the wistful longing of memory. They are fragmented and dream-like, smooth and wavering, creating the same visual sensation of looking through astonishingly clear water to the multi-colored stones, shells, fish, and plants undulating below the surface. Or in less literal terms, Davies-Aiyeloja refers to the kaleidoscopic images of our pasts, our dreams, our roots.

The exhibition closes with an artist talk on January 4th, do start the New Year right with a visit to this shining, colorful island reverie.

Matter Gallery is located at 5080 W. Pico Blvd., Los Angeles

  • Genie Davis; photos by Genie Davis

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

LACMA Hits Two Out of the Art Ballpark: The Day Tomorrow Began and Grounded Are Home Runs

LACMA Hits Two Out of the Art Ballpark –  Genie Davis

Tavares Strachan: The Day Tomorrow Began, is an impressive, immersive series of installations which connect the viewer with the subject of the Black diaspora through resonant, experiential settings. Spread through seven galleries, the exhibition begins with the Encyclopedia Room, a wall to wall, 2,000-page Encyclopedia of Invisibility that riffs on the Encyclopedia Britannica. Illustrating information that has been rendered either invisible or obscured, it covers subjects as diverse as mechanical devices and the music of Billie Holiday. With over 17,000 entries, the information is eye-openeing, both overwhelming and exciting.

The Barbershop, a startlingly monochrome installation depicting a Black barber shop, is bold and involving. Here the viewer enters a complete world, both informational and personal. The installation has black walls,  black furniture, black implements, with the occasional pop of color. Even the barber pole is black and white rather than the traditional red and white. The room references  cultural icons, styling elements, and the importance of Black hair both culturally and personally.  The limited color palette somehow manages to sing with an internal burst of color.

Then, as if feeding off this energy, the viewer next observes a wall of rainbow-colored neon, with paired quotes from James Baldwin and Mark Twain as mirror images. Mounted on a floating wall, behind this singular, stand-on-your-head to read it all image, is The Monument Hall. Here monolithic works capture images such as Henri Christophe, a figurehead of the Haitian Revolution, positioned on top of Napoleon Bonaparte, while a powerful Nina Simone stands over Queen Victoria. Each of these works is a part of the artist’s series In Praise of Midnight, acknowledging and subverting colonialism and repression.

In the next gallery, the alluring odor of sweet grass rises from Rice Grass Meadow, in which actual growing rice grass surrounds beautiful ceramic sculptures and oval plates of renowned Black women, including diver Andrea Crabtree.

The final room revels in a different monochrome immersion than the sleek black contours of The Barbershop —The Wash House is all gray. This laundromat installation, fitted out with moving washers and dryers, and signs admonishing, advising, and exposing common idioms, is a cocoon of sorts, from which one might emerge with new information, new friendships and alliances formed while the laundry tumbles. Here the viewer also sees direct reference to what was witnessed in The Encyclopedia Room, the removal/whitewashing of history. A bleach bottle label reads “Kills 99.9% of truths, archives, and inconvenient voices.”

This is powerful, even thrilling work,  a fierce and fresh tomorrow created entirely by Strachen. Adding even more depth to the work are periodic performances throughout the exhibition by costumed characters inhabiting each room, performing in both spoken word and song. Riveting.

Also now open at LACMA, Grounded is a group show of 35 artists that look at the ground we inhabit as an exploration of memories, homelands, exploration, and purpose. There are so many terrific artists here, and their work dovetails to some extent with that of Strachen in regard to an exploration of colonialism and imperialism and it’s attempt to compromise or control indigenous cultures.

Nowhere is that more evident than in the absolutely mesmerizing 90-minute video installation In Pursuit of Venus by Maori artist Lisa Reihana, a mindblowing series of perfectly realized, 180-degree images that dazzle and define the impact of colonialism.

Touching upon just about any medium you can think of, from photography to painting to sculpture, the exhibiting artists offer passionate, insightful portrayal of their own experiences and a universal truth about homecoming and one’s place in the world. Along with Reihana, artists include Laura Aguilar, Clarissa Tossin, Ana Mendieta, Eamon Ore-Girón, Courtney M. Leonard, Rose B. Simpson, Leslie Martinez, Abraham Cruzvillegas, Siah Armajani, Patrick Martinez, Jackie Amézquita, Narsiso Martinez, Michael Alvarez, Nery Gabriel Lemus, Guadalupe Rosales, Guillermo Bert, Mercedes Dorame, Connie Samaras, Beatriz Cortez, and Carmen Argote.

The Day Tomorrow Began runs through March 29, 2026; Grounded through June 21th.  Both are must-sees, and highly pertinent to this moment in time.

  • Genie Davis, photos by Genie Davis

Monica Marks Considers Abandonment

Monica Marks Considers Abandonment – Genie Davis

What does it mean to be abandonded? A state of loss, adrift, free? To quote Janis Joplin, “Freedom’s just another word for nothing left to lose.”

It is with that in mind that viewing Monica Mark‘s compelling installation and individual, but linked works in Abandonded, now at LAAA through the 21st,  echoes with an eternal sense of wanderlust and loss, the aching state of the deserted jackrabbit homesteads with which the artist became fascinated traveling through the Mojave’s Wonder Valley, just a few miles past 29 Palms.

Marks says “I’m struck by how these small, weather-beaten cabins seem to hold both the weight of forgotten dreams and a quiet beauty born of survival. Originally built under the 1950s and 1960s Small Tract Act, these structures once represented possibility—a promise of new beginnings in an untamable landscape. Today, they stand as fragile monuments to ambition, disappointment, and endurance.” There’s nothing left to lose, but plenty to be gained in taking in Marks’ conception of these structures.

Shaped around her own beliefs about the history of the sites, her own personal feelings, and the “human condition– the ways we build, collapse, and sometimes rebuild again,” her exhibition is a truly beautiful work that includes the construction of a partial homestead contained within the gallery walls, as well as photography, painting, and found-object assemblage, Marks takes viewers into an immersive world that revolves around memories and loss, the fleeting nature of both human civilization and our secular beings, as well as our resilience and capacity for dreams to come true, or to fail and reincarnate.

Marks states that in these works “The desert itself becomes both subject and collaborator—a place of haunting stillness that contains stories of hope, failure, and transformation…At its core, ABANDONED asks what we leave behind—physically, emotionally, environmentally—and how those remnants shape our sense of self. ”

For the viewer, the installation lifts us beyond the gallery walls and into the realm of great loss, great dreams, and the tattered but still quite present beauty that inhabit each of our hearts.

Into the lonely desert sands we blow, and where the soul stops, only an artist truly knows. Certainly Marks has found this knowledge, felt it, and transmits it here deeply. She believes and beautifully expresses that “To rebuild something that was left behind is to insist that meaning still exists in the fragments.”

For Marks and the viewer, these fragments are both tragic and terrific, a meaningful walk through abandonment, and the hopes, dreams, refuse, and reimagining that remains no matter how far away from our own creations we walk.

Don’t miss the event’s closing on the 21st. LAAA is located at 825 S. La Cienega in West Hollywood.

  • Genie Davis; photos by Genie Davis