Colored
thread, plexiglass, polyester film spacers - material reigns. Abstraction is an
aspiration for the essential. At the height of Modernism, artists obsessed over
how to make a painting that escalated paint to its most essential and most
elemental state. Today, we bring together four artists: Bob Oppenheim, Carter
Potter, Ulrich Wellmann and Brian Zink all seek new materials as the vehicle
and the subject. The materials are simple, ranging from the indexical to the
pristine. Each responds to its environment, reflecting or absorbing light,
revealing or concealing process. The works surrender to these qualities, and
the result is an aesthetic of
honest abstraction - in which a relentless physicality grounds the
aspirations of traditional abstraction, marrying the physical and the
ephemeral.
The
artists enter into a dialogue with the material. Bob Oppenheim engages the
physicality of canvas through the indexical gesture of sewing. Along his
canvases, trails of thread weave - notes of a singular melody. The result is
romantic and raw, as the visitor comes face to face with the tender
relationship between the artist and his materials.
Carter
Potter stretches filmstrips over wood frames, replacing the traditional canvas
with a remnant of another medium. The images within each frame are the most
representational work in the show, yet the abstraction in their repetition is
as deeply geometric as Brian Zink's plexiglass patterns. The wall behind the
piece is a material in itself, glowing gently through the filmstrips to
illuminate the structure of the stretcher.
Ulrich
Wellmann introduces paint as a material. Up against the soft white of the
plexiglass, the oil hovers. Turns of the wrist highlight brushstrokes that
float together like a cloud. The edges of the paint are important - a defined
arbitrary border beyond which the plexiglass reigns. Along that border a shadow
forms. A quiet chameleon, the soft white plexiglass frames and cradles the wild
strokes.
Brian
Zink's paintings are made of plexiglass. Patterns in a palette restricted by
commercial production are fitted together with mechanical precision for a
fetish finish that seems to hold secrets. Viewers are tempted to lean in,
glimpse the work from a new perspective. One's own sharp reflection changes
with the color of the panel, staring back at you. The reflections, inherent to
the material, allow the tight compositions to breathe. A space opens up within
them and one walks right into the world of pure color and pattern.
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