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Aziz + Cucher at ClampArt

June 2, 2008

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Aziz + Cucher at ClampArt

One is unswayed by Messr.s Aziz and Cucher’s re-processing of digital photographs. Essentially, what they do is reprocess large images such that they become in a manner of speaking, pixelated, or even pointillized, composed of little segments of color generated by some algorithm or other. But, who cares.

Little is done to the images that was not present before (they were large and highly detailed), and the images themselves are of humdrum pastorality, of a sort of stock-photo level of professionalism. Additionally this critic tires of photography being manipulated, as if mastery of Photoshop were some creative achievement. I daresay such an approach is flimsy and crummy, and requires a strong hand to transcend the shabbiness of the approach; but no such conceptual heft is to be found here.

“In these works,” goes the PR, “the pixel is highly pronounced [...] to point to the fact that the world, like the body, is constructed of tiny particles and elements.” As you wish, however, this critic found the result lazy and unsuccessful in inducing in one an awareness of such digital existence. Persons of culture shall only become aware of yet another display predicated on wan conceptuality.

Stuart Hawkins at Zach Feuer

May 17, 2008

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Stuart Hawkins
Zach Feuer 

A certain tact compels me ab initio to clear my leftist credentials: I myself, a European, am left-wing as they come.  Notwithstanding, I have not, do not now, nor will I ever acquiesce to praising softheaded presentations that agreeably caress my ideology, and neither should you.   Read the rest of this entry »

Tom Sanford at Leo Koenig

May 13, 2008

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Tom Sanford 
Leo Koenig

An exhibition that fails to amount to any level of consequence.  

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Ye Yongqing at ChinaSquare

May 2, 2008

 
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‘Paint A Bird: Paradox and Reality’
Ye Yongqing
Curated by Robert C. Morgan

A negligible and banal series of “paintings.” Decorative pieces, and that’s not meant as a compliment. Read the rest of this entry »