Showing posts with label New York City. Show all posts
Showing posts with label New York City. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 1, 2021

BOOK MUSIK NO. 58- The History of Bones: A Memoir by John Lurie

 

Book Musik 058 – The History of Bones: A Memoir by John Lurie

Tosh and Kimley discuss The History of Bones: A Memoir by John LurieTosh and Kimley discuss The History of Bones: A Memoir by John Lurie. Lurie is a multi-hyphenate talent: musician-composer-actor-painter and now book-writer. Initially making his mark as the bandleader for downtown New York group, The Lounge Lizards, he quickly went on to establish himself as an actor in several films. He created and starred in the enigmatic, must-see TV show Fishing with John and the more recent Painting with John. He’s toured the world, composed several film scores, and has even done some modeling. And all along, he’s also managed to keep up a serious painting practice. Is there anything this man can’t do? Tosh and Kimley have some varying thoughts on this…

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Theme music: “Behind Our Efforts, Let There Be Found Our Efforts” by LG17



Sunday, October 3, 2021

Saturday, September 25, 2021

Wallace Berman at TOTAH

 


Wallace Berman: Off the Grid at TOTAH, until October 30, 2021. 183 Stanton Street, NYC - Corner of Attorney St. Subway: F/M/J/Z to Delancey/Essex Street. From 11:00 To 18:00
Closed on Mondays, Tuesdays

Wednesday, August 25, 2021

WALLACE BERMAN: Off The Grid Exhibition at TOTAH, NYC


 TOTAH presents Off the Grid, featuring 45 works by California art legend Wallace Berman (1926-1976), on view from September 8th through October 30th, 2021. Rarely shown on the East Coast, this exhibition is Berman’s long overdue return to New York since his last major solo retrospective at the Whitney Museum of American Art in 1978.

Wallace Berman is a notorious guru of the 1960s art pantheon. He emerged out of Los Angeles’ historic Ferus Gallery, driven by Walter Hopps, Robert Alexander and Ed Kienholz. Often cited as a West Coast Beat Generation artist who appeared on the cover of the Beatles’ Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band and rubbed elbows with the likes of Allen Ginsburg, Dennis Hopper and the Rolling Stones, his contributions transcended the multiple comparisons of his aesthetic and the associations that he kept.

Berman was a self-taught artist who incorporated the essence of the syncopated rhythms of jazz music and its culture, the mystique of re- appropriated objects, and his sharp wit expressed through mystical symbols and the popular imagery of his time. Surrealism, Dadaism and the Kabbalah all influenced his aesthetic. After discovering the possibilities of the Kodak Verifax photo copying system, Berman landed on his now famous motif in 1964. The image of a hand holding a transistor radio found in an advertisement for Sony, which appeared in Life Magazine became his delivery system. By removing the speaker grill and inserting random appropriated images the hand shuffles up messages that appear to spring out of the ether. His early use of the gridding technique creates a visual cacophony that barrages the senses. In Off the Grid, we see many early examples of Berman searching for this now infamous motif. For example, in Untitled (Business Man at a Desk), we see Berman beginning to play with the idea of substituting content to shift the contextual interpretation of a common advertisement image.

Berman worked from 1958 until his death on an 8mm silent film (later entitled by his son Tosh as, Aleph) that incorporated unconventional film techniques carried over from collage and painting. The film includes hand-coloring, Letraset symbols, and collage portraits of pop-culture icons spun into a rapid- moving version of his gridded works.

Off the Grid welcomes Wallace Berman back to New York after a long absence. Berman’s presence in New York dates as far back as 1968 when legendary curator Kynaston McShine featured him in a one-man show at the Jewish Museum on the Upper East Side. This is a rare opportunity to see selections from the artist’s oeuvre including the film, Aleph, which will be screened at the gallery during the exhibition.

This exhibition is realized in collaboration with Kohn Gallery, Los Angeles, Sam Mellon, and the Wallace Berman Estate. The exhibition will be accompanied by a catalogue.

Wallace Berman (born 1926, Staten Island, NY) refined his artistic vision in California from the 1950s-70s, living in San Francisco then Los Angeles, cultivating a like-minded community and eschewing academic constraints. His critical involvement with the Beat generation and contribution to the art and culture of that region was both influential and also largely forgotten by the mainstream art-consuming public. His mail art folio Semina was self-published from 1955-64, and has become an iconic chronicle of emerging thinkers and writers from this era. A complete catalogue of Semina editions are now included in the Archives of American Art, Smithsonian Institution. In 2016, Kohn Gallery, in Los Angeles, staged “Wallace Berman: American Aleph,” the first comprehensive retrospective of the artist in nearly 40 years. Solo exhibitions have also taken place at the Whitney Museum of American Art, New York (1978), and the Santa Monica Museum of Art in Los Angeles (2007). Today, his works are held in collections of the Centre Georges Pompidou in Paris, the Tate Gallery in London, The Museum of Modern Art in New York, the Whitney Museum of American Art, the Los Angeles County Museum of Art, and the Museum of Contemporary Art in Los Angeles, among many others. Berman died in a car accident on his 50th birthday on February 18, 1976 in Topanga Canyon, CA.

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Monday, May 24, 2021

Wallace Berman in Manhattan in September 2021

 


We'll take Manhattan again. Wallace Berman exhibition in NYC this coming September. More details later. Self-portrait of Wallace up above.

Sunday, April 11, 2021

Saul Steinberg "untitled" (February 21 - April 28, 2019) TOTAH

 

Dry point table, 1981
Mixed media on wood 
12 x 24 inches (45 x 60 cm)



When I hear the two words together, Saul and Steinberg, I immediately think of him as the illustrator for New Yorker Magazine. This is true, but one can't measure a person's worth from just one source. Looking at the catalog of a show that took place in 2019 at the TOTAH Gallery in New York City, I become aware that there is a larger landscape that Saul Steinberg worked on. Going through this catalog, which is available at the gallery, and in an edition of 300, it's a great jaunt through an artist's career that is small in size but focused on his greatness. 


The humor in his drawing is very tongue in cheek but sophisticated in that Manhattan manner that I love so much. Trotzky in New York, 1982 is an image of Trotsky with an apple pie and coffee at a New York Automat, dated January 28, 1917. That year, he spent 10 weeks in the city, and to see such a Russian iconic Marxist figure in an Automat is funny alone. Still, Steinberg's drawing is very sweet, and there is an absurdity mixed in. I don't know the origin or why this work was done. It could have been for a publication or article on Trotsky in New York, or it can be just a witty commentary on the clash of cultures. Perhaps the automated world of Capitalism within the framework of a Marxist enjoying his pie and cafe. 


I'm intrigued with his works on wood, mainly through the medium of ink, collage, paint, and pencil. One, Dry Point Table (Illustration above), he gives equal space to each image. It reminds me of Marcel Duchamp's Box in a Valise, which is his entire works put in a suitcase. In a series of works on wood, which resembles looking at a tabletop, Steinberg is not complete, but there are personal items that are placed neatly. The viewer can connect the pen, the portraits, and an image of a book opened to Steinberg's art. 


"untitled" is an excellent survey. The presentation in the catalog is very straightforward and lets the images speak for themselves.   You can loate the book here:  Saul Steinberg "untitled" shop





Friday, March 26, 2021

Wallace Berman, The Jewish Museum, New York, September 17 - November 17, 1968

 


Wallace Berman had a solo show at the Jewish Museum in 1968, curated by Kynaston McShine. He went to NYC for the hanging of the show, as well as to the opening. He went to NYC by himself, stayed at someone's apartment and immediatly got homesick for Topanga. On the other hand, the nearby bar/tavern was Max's Kansas City, and that was a good sign.

New York: The Jewish Museum, 1968. Paper browned, light edge creases; very good in illustrated printed wrappers.. First Edition. Oblong quarto, folded. Catalogue for Berman's exhibition "Verifax Collages" at The Jewish Museum, New York, September 17 - November 17, 1968. Four panel illustration on the verso. Text by James Monte, checklist, exhibition directed by Kynaston McShine.

Friday, February 12, 2021

The Second Anniversary of "TOSH: Growing Up In Wallace Berman's World"

 


Today is the second anniversary of my book TOSH being released to the world. In actuality, it feels like a year ago, then two years ago, due to the Covid-19 world sort of erased 2020 for me. Still, I was fortunate to promote my book in New York, Portland, San Francisco, and Los Angeles in 2019. Also, countless interviews with all sorts of media took place as well. Thank you, City Lights, for the pleasure of being with you (and still am). -Tosh Berman

Thursday, October 29, 2020

"Godlis Streets" Photographs by David Godlis with Foreword by Luc Sante & Afterword by Chris Stein (Reel Art Press)

ISBN: 9781909526730


There have been hand-painted landscapes for centuries, but what the 19th and 20th centuries brought us is street photography. Like a drawing or painting, photography can capture the psychology or emotion of people in the picture. The difference between the two mediums of paintings/drawings and photography is that one is considered real, and the other is a representation by an artist. It can take days or even years to complete an oil painting, but snapping a photo can take seconds. Perhaps in the darkroom, another process occurs, where the photographer can manipulate the images or the darkness/lightness of that photo. Still, the immediate recording of an activity or history documented is a significant aspect of still photography. It's a medium that is like making punk rock music. One can know three-cords to write a song, and it takes an instant to capture an image with one's camera. It takes talent for sounds or an eye to making that image or song into art. Photographer David Godlis spent a great deal of time in 1970s New York to take pictures of musicians and fans in such punk locations such as CBGB's. 

 The urgency to capture a music scene as it happens also is a close relative to street photography. One sets the viewer's mind to photograph a poetic or surreal activity as it happens. Do photos lie? Perhaps, but the photographer's essence is to capture time at its most beautiful, profound, or at the very least, for amusement purposes. Godlis is not a Weegee type of street photographer. He is not out there to capture crime and murder scenes for the tabloid press. Godlis sets out to find images that one is pleasing to the eye. It gives some weight or presence to everyday people reflecting their inspirations and practices in an urban landscape that happens to be Manhattan and Boston. 

 In many of the images in this book, people look directly into Godlis's camera as he quickly snaps a shot. They have no time to react to the picture taken, and in fact, some look like they make contact with their eyes, but maybe they're thinking about their day as well. Or they have to keep a necessary appointment. The viewer of this book can make their narratives of who these people are. Still, all of them have that hardcore essence of living in a large and cosmopolitan landscape. 

 The juxtaposition of what looks like a businessman going to work but carrying a Playboy magazine or the two young women are approaching or going by an entrance that says "Service Gate." In that photo, a can and bottle of an empty beer bring up all sorts of narrations in these pictures. The black and white images are sharp, crisp, and I can feel the weather that day due to the clothing and the photographs themselves' mood. These photos essence sticks to one's mind. An awe-inspiring book of images that captures urban life as it happened.

Sunday, October 18, 2020

TAR BEACH: Life on the Rooftops of Little Italy by Susan Meiselas with Virginia Bynum & Angel Marinaccio (Damiani)

 

ISBN: 9788862087223



Tar Beach is a poetic term for rooftops of apartments, especially in this book of found or family photographs in the Manhattan area known as Little Italy.   Susan Meiselas, with the assistance of Virginia Bynum and Angel Marinaccio, articulate the joys of their neighborhood and the ability to have access to the roofs of their living area.  Here, they can pose for family portraits, sun themselves during the summer, even having a hose placed so one can cool off with a stream of water.  

Little Italy is now called Nolita.  The neighborhood between Canal Street and E. Houston Street, as well as Lafayette Street and The Bowery. Martin Scorsese was raised in this neighborhood and wrote a very brief but moving portrait of the importance of The Tar Beach in this part of the world.  Scorsese comments on the song by Carole King and Gerry Goffin "Up On the Roof" (1962) about the importance of a space that is much needed from the cramped and small apartments below the roof. 

The book is about the quiet moments of experience where family and neighbors gather and a location of solitude to be away from family. The beauty of such existence is often imagined or portrayed in films and literature.  This book gives proof of such an enlightened presence. "Tar Beach" is a bittersweet (like all memories) of life in Little Italy, with commentary on photographs and the world at the time.  It is a book of somewhat great importance for those who live or lived in Little Italy and a reminder that a city's history must never be forgotten.  -Tosh Berman