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 I am delighted
                     to welcome back writers
                     who have been reporting on their passions in art for some time now,
                     as well as a new writer who I hope will continue her dialogue about
                     visual art. Robert Stalker gives us a  wonderfully
                     satisfying reading of Surrealist photography inspired  by Twilight
                     Visions, recently at Nashville’s Frist
                     Center for the Arts and
                     currently on view at the International Center of Photography in New
                     York City. This show  will then travel to the Telfair in Savannah,
                     GA. Mr. Stalker  has written many other wonderful articles for us: 
                     “Chantal Akerman at the Camden Arts Centre,”(November/December
                     2008); “Re-making the Readymade: American Artists Circa 1958” (
                     February 2009); “Screen Memories: The Cinema of Joseph Cornell”
                     (April 2009); “Thresholds of Vision: Mel Bochner and the Space of
                     Painting” (May 2009);  and “Intersections: The Films of
                     William S. Burroughs” (Summer 2009). If you missed these the first
                     time around, I hope you will have the opportunity to return to them
                     through our Archive. Andrew Dietz interviews Michael Rooks,
                     the new curator of Modern and Contemporary Art at the High Museum of
                     Art in Atlanta. Mr. Rooks is  formally of Haunch of Venison in New
                     York City.  Mr. Dietz previously  wrote for us about his book, The
                     Last Folk Hero: A True Story of Race and Art, Power and Profit (Ellis
                     Lane Press, 2006). His essay  "Paradox Lost: How I learned to
                     stop worrying and embrace exploitation” (Summer issue 2008)
                     displays his wonderful sense of humor. It is accompanied by a short
                     reading from his book. Meredith Sims, our plucky traveler
                     originally  from Australia but now based in Atlanta, leads us 
                     through DesCours, a seven day architecture and visual arts event in
                     New Orleans. Thank you, writers. All my best, Deanna 
 
 
 
 Surrealism, Photography, Guest
                     curated by Therese Lichtenstein, whose 2001 exhibition Behind
                     Closed Doors: The Art of Hans Bellmer at
                     the International Center
                     of Photography in New York won the AICA award for best photography
                     show, the travelling exhibition Twilight Visions, recently on
                     view at Nashville’s Frist Center for the Arts (Sept 10,
                     2009-January 3, 2010), presents over 150 items to explore the
                     intersections among Surrealist documentary photography, manipulated
                     photography, and film.  With individual galleries devoted to such key
                     themes as “Marvelous Encounters,” “Portraits After Hours,”
                     and “Photography’s Transformation of the Monument,” the exhibit
                     couples its ample selection of photographs with the presentation of
                     important Surrealist journals and books, as well as a number of
                     contemporary tabloids, postcards, pamphlets, and related artifacts
                     from which many Surrealists took inspiration.  Alongside this array
                     of photographs, documents, and objects run screenings of pioneering
                     surrealist and “poetic realist” films, such as Dalí and Buñuel’s
                     landmark Un Chien andalou (1929), Man Ray’s Emak-Bakia
                     (1926), Jean Renoir and Jean Tedesco’s The Little Match Girl
                     (1928) and excerpts from Jean Vigo’s l’Atalante
                     (1934).
                     (The exhibit’s accompanying film series “Surreal to Real”
                     screened a couple of these films and several others in their
                     entirety.)  What emerges from this diverse collection of art works
                     and paraphernalia is a deeper appreciation for the Surrealists’
                     profound preoccupation with what the movement’s founder André
                     Breton once called “a sort of secret life of the city” and the
                     role that photography played in excavating it. 
 From Left:  Hans Bellmer, La Poupée (The Doll),
                  1934 © 2009 Artists Rights Society (ARS), New York/ADAGP, Paris Ubu Gallery, New York & Galerie Berinson, Berlin. Ilse Bing, Danseuse-Cancan,
                  Moulin Rouge, Paris, 1931 © Ilse Bing Estate/Edwynn Houk Gallery, New York. Courtesy
                  Zabriskie Gallery, NY. Man Ray, Barbette
                  Applying Makeup, 1926 © 2009 Man Ray Trust/Artists Rights Society (ARS), New York/ADAGP,
                  Paris. The J. Paul Getty Museum, Los Angeles. In
                  his now-famous photos of Paris from Notre Dame (1933),
                  included in the exhibit under the rubric “Marvellous Encounters,”
                  Brassaï very deliberately sought out an isolated and vacant
                  location, bribing a concierge for admittance to the normally
                  inaccessible top of the great medieval cathedral.  His beautiful
                  photos of the gargoyles set against the Parisian night sky
                  demonstrate the Surrealists’ fascination with the photograph’s
                  ability to transform material objects through straightforward,
                  factual representation, as the stone sculptures appear uncannily both
                  animate and inanimate, at once densely material and fantastically
                  ethereal.  Brassaï himself, a gifted writer who published important
                  books of his photos, said that in these photos “Present and Past,
                  history and legend, intermingle,” capturing precisely the
                  Surrealist’s interest in photography’s ambiguous relation to the
                  real.  Taking us from the ancient and mythical to the utterly
                  transitory and down-to-earth, Ilse Bing’s similarly matter-of-fact
                  yet marvelous Puddle (1932) aims a street-level camera down at
                  a puddle of water in the gutter of a Parisian avenue.  The photo’s
                  composition, framing, and cropping create an ambiguous and
                  disorienting sense of space out of the dizzying reflection of
                  buildings and skyline in the muddy pool.  Equipped with little more
                  than an incisive eye and what Dalí once identified as “the
                  unconscious calculations of the machine,” Bing transforms perhaps
                  the most banal of subject matter—a mucky little puddle—into a
                  surprising meditation on representation.  Dalí’s own collaboration
                  with Brassaï, Sculptures Involuntaires, an article with
                  accompanying photos that ran in the 1933 issue of the Surrealist
                  journal Minotaure and is included in the exhibit,
                  similarly demonstrates how even the most “positivist” of
                  photographic documentation can, through radical decontextualization
                  of its subject, transform utterly mundane and overly familiar objects
                  and materials—a curled up metro ticket, a blob of toothpaste—into
                  tokens of the marvelous and uncanny. A
                  similar interest in foregrounding the terms of representation finds
                  its way into several other Surrealist photographers’ reflections on
                  the everyday, particularly in their depictions of the everyday as
                  lived in an era of capitalist consumption.  Bing’s Greta Garbo
                  Poster, Paris (1932) captures an oversized,
                  ragged poster of the
                  iconic movie star on the wall of a Paris building. The weather-beaten
                  and fraying image of the actress seems to offer a melancholic
                  reflection on not only the commodification of the “star” but also
                  on the acceleration of obsolescence symptomatic of a culture
                  committed to “the new.”  In a similar vein, Kertész’s Broken
                  Plate, Paris (1929), a close-up of a cracked
                  souvenir plate with
                  an image of city skyline emblazoned on it, appears, at first blush,
                  to be a photo of cityscape as seen through a broken widow, the lines
                  of what appear to be a cracked pane of glass suggesting
                  fragmentation, perhaps even violence.  Only after several seconds do
                  we realize that Kertész has actually photographed a kitschy souvenir
                  plate, his own photograph, a reproduction of a reproduction, subtly
                  bringing the cheap fractured plate into an unexpected reflection on
                  the centrality of photographic reproduction in the production of
                  memory, nostalgia, and tourism. Bing’s
                  Greta Garbo Poster, Kertész’s Broken
                  Plate,
                  Brassaï’s photo of the scaffold-enshrouded Saint-Jacques
                  Tower,
                  Paris (1932-33) (included in Breton’s
                  L’Amour fou
                  (1937)), and Raoul Ubac’s Fossil of the
                  Eiffel Tower
                  (1938-39), a photograph which the artist submitted to a complicated
                  processes of solarization and other manipulations to capture the
                  Eiffel Tour as ossified sand, are all, significantly, variations on
                  the important Surrealist theme of the ruin.  Singled out by Breton in
                  his “Surrealist Manifesto” as one of the key emblems of
                  modernity, the modern ruin fascinated the Surrealists, for in it
                  capitalism’s acceleration of obsolescence, its fetishization of new
                  but increasingly short-lived objects, was laid bare.  The other
                  important sign of the modern that Breton called attention to in that
                  first manifesto was the mannequin, an object whose “life” is
                  inextricably tied to advertising, consumption, and the fetishization
                  of the body under capital. The
                  mannequin pervades the shop windows of Atget and Brassaï, the dreams
                  and fantasies of Renoir’s The Little Match
                  Girl and the
                  newlywed Juliet of Vigo’s L’Atalante, photographic
                  portraits such as Denise Bellon’s Salvador
                  Dalí Holding a
                  Mannequin (1938), and Dalí’s own haunting
                  installation, Rainy
                  Taxi, exhibited at the Exposition international du surréalisme
                  in 1938 and commemorated by Ubac’s photographs.  As an emblem of
                  the uncanny, the mannequin captivated the Surrealists, presenting
                  them with an ideal object through which to explore issues of desire,
                  fantasy, and the body.  By far the most enigmatic and disquieting of
                  all the Surrealists’ explorations of the mannequin must surely be
                  Hans Bellmer’s Poupées, photographs of dolls assembled by
                  the artist to resemble pubescent girls, whose interchangeable parts
                  he manipulated into grotesque and extremely unsettling postures. 
                  Bellmer’s critics have interpreted the violence projected onto to
                  these dolls as reflective of Bellmer’s fascination with sadistic,
                  infantile fantasies of the “body-in-pieces” as well as a
                  subversive challenge to the Nazi cult of the healthy, athletic body. 
                  That Bellmer’s dolls are invariably female and never relinquish
                  their artificial, manufactured status, however, may suggest that
                  Bellmer’s interest in these figures lay in challenging, too,
                  precisely the kind of fetishizations of the body found in the
                  storefront mannequins captured in the photos of Atget, Brassaï, and
                  others.  Either way, his photos remain one of the most truly
                  disturbing examples, among many, of the many problematic treatments
                  of the female body in the (primarily male) Surrealist canon. 
                  Lichtenstein's insightful inclusion of Disavowed
                  Confessions,
                  however, an autobiographical
                  book written and illustrated
                  by Claude Cahun (née Lucy Schwob), offers, especially through its
                  self-portrait photo-collages of Cahun’s disarticulations and
                  manipulations of her own body, a compelling alternative to
                  Surrealism’s sometimes sexist, if not downright misogynistic,
                  tendencies. In
                  a lecture presented in Brussels in 1934 entitled “What is
                  Surrealism?,” Breton took aim at what he perceived as a
                  “fundamental crisis of the ‘object.’”  As Twilight Visions
                  makes clear, photography emerged in the Paris of the thirties as a
                  fundamental means for the Surrealists to scrutinize and dissect the
                  object.  Focusing especially on the commonplace, even banal, objects
                  that increasingly began to inhabit the urban everyday, Surrealist
                  photographers repeatedly attest to Louis Aragon’s declaration in 
                  his great “mythology of the modern,” Paris
                  Peasant (1926),
                  that “In everything base there
                  is some quality of the
                  marvelous.”  
 
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 Michael
                  Rooks is the recently appointed Wieland Family Curator of Modern and
                  Contemporary Art at Atlanta’s High Museum of Art.  Rooks previously
                  held curator positions at the Museum of Contemporary Art Chicago, The
                  Contemporary Museum Honolulu, and at the Honolulu Academy of Arts.
                  Most recently, Rooks served as Chief Curator and Director of
                  Exhibitions and Artist Relations at Haunch of Venison, a contemporary
                  art gallery in New York. Rooks received both a Master of Arts degree
                  in modern art history, theory and criticism (1995) and Bachelor of
                  Fine Arts degree (1988) from the School of the Art Institute of
                  Chicago.  
                   Dietz: Atlanta
                  has never been known as much of a contemporary art town…or any kind
                  of art town, for that matter. Why on earth are you coming to Atlanta? Rooks:  I was just departing
                  my
                  previous position at Haunch of Venison where I served as Director of
                  Artist Relations and I realized that I missed playing a role in a
                  mission driven organization rather than a commercial one.  That’s
                  where I really belong and the High Museum was at the top of the list
                  of mission-driven arts organizations.  Jeffrey Grove, who had been
                  the High’s head of contemporary art, had just taken a job in
                  Dallas.  So, there was an opening and a search underway led by the
                  recruiting firm, Phillips Oppenheim.  I know Jeffrey very well and it
                  seemed like a fit. Dietz: Have you
                  spent much time in the South? Rooks:  I visited Atlanta three years
                  ago for a conference of art curators but prior I had not been to the
                  city.  I had spent some time, though, in Memphis and Nashville in
                  2007 when I was invited to be curator for the “Perspectives”
                  exhibition at Memphis Brooks Museum of Art.  The Brooks had me juror
                  a group of artists from within a 300-mile radius of Memphis who had
                  submitted their work online for consideration. Then I hopped in a car
                  and drove around the South doing studio visits within a ten-day
                  period to make the second round of cuts.  So that was a brief but
                  deep dip into the Southern art world. 
                  Dietz:  In
                  1917, H. L. Mencken called the South
                  the “Sahara of the Bozart.” He said, “for all its size and all
                  its wealth and all the ‘progress’ it babbles of, it is almost as
                  sterile, artistically, intellectually, culturally, as the Sahara
                  Desert.”  He called Georgia the “worst of the south.” While
                  we’ve come a long way, there may still be particular nuances of the
                  South which makes dealing in art matters different here than
                  elsewhere. For one thing, it seems that many Atlantans – at least –
                  carry something of an arts inferiority complex.  What do you feel is
                  unique about southern sensibilities which impacts how Atlanta and the
                  South respond to contemporary art? Rooks:  How artists perceive
                  themselves and their surroundings has an impact on how they approach
                  their studio practices. Chicago is known as the “second city”
                  and, it too, has always been trying to prove itself in the art world.
                  So, sometimes in markets like that, you get a lot of art that looks
                  like it’s trying too hard and a tendency to overreact to a feeling
                  of being outside the “main” action. On the other hand, you can
                  also see wonderful things that are specific to artists working
                  outside the primary centers of art production and dissemination.
                  Regionalism – I don’t mean that in a derogatory way - is a good
                  thing because who we are and the earnestness about one’s background
                  and community can provide a powerful influence.  I’ve always been
                  brought up to feel pride about where I come from, though it was just
                  a small rural farm town outside of Chicago.  [Interviewer’s note: 
                  Rooks is from Ottawa, IL, a town of about 18,000 located an hour and
                  a half Southwest of Chicago.  It is best known as the site of the
                  first Lincoln-Douglas senatorial debate held in Ottawa's historic
                  Washington Square on August 21, 1858.] Because of where I grew up, I think I
                  bring something different to an art conversation or group dynamic
                  that you otherwise wouldn’t have with a group of people born and
                  bred in Manhattan or Berlin.  So, I really encourage that with young
                  artists: not to put blinders on towards the universal world of art
                  making, but also to respect where you are from and who you are. When
                  you do that, it starts to click for an artist. When an artist can
                  shake insecurities and let go of the kinds of expectations you have
                  of yourself as an artist, then you can make work that’s truly
                  genuine. Once an artist is at peace with being outside of the art
                  world’s centers, there is a lot of great art being made. Dietz:  Now,
                  let’s move on to a simpler subject:  What’s art, what isn’t and
                  who has the right to say? Rooks:   Ha! That’s
                  simpler? Art is
                  something that has relevance to living today and to our lives and is
                  generally relevant to contemporaneity. Real art is generated from a
                  train of thought that takes a different route than most of us do. It
                  is a way of thinking outside of conventional wisdom and beyond
                  typical ways of looking at things. Art making today comes in many
                  forms and doesn’t necessarily need to be created by a lone
                  individual; it can be created collectively. It could be an
                  idea or a set of actions put in place by others even without their
                  knowledge that they’re participating. Art is a broad area of
                  philosophical inquiry and nearly all art is valid if it makes a
                  contribution and expands our horizons and helps all of us grow-
                  including the already well-informed. Dietz:  What will
                  you do to transform the Atlanta audience’s interest in contemporary
                  art? Rooks: Audience is really
                  important to
                  me.  That’s the point of being in a mission driven place; we’re
                  there to expand the horizons of our audience and bring as many people
                  along with us as possible. We were able to do that when I was in
                  Hawaii and it was great to see how people responded to new things.
                  People are generally hungry for knowledge but timid about the
                  institutions which are perceived to be elitist – especially when
                  they come packaged in big glittering gorgeous buildings. My
                  background is … well, to put it plainly, we were poor. When you
                  start to become a participant in this art world, which has its own
                  hierarchy and is so enmeshed in social fabric of a city, you’ve got
                  to come to terms with feeling comfortable as an outsider. What’s
                  important is a hunger for learning and growing. I feel that
                  audiences, regardless of socio economic situation, more often than
                  not don’t think when they wake up that they’re going to look at
                  art today. Our job is to reach as many people as possible and at same
                  time we can’t diminish the quality and intellectual rigor of our
                  work by doing that. The two goals aren’t mutually exclusive. To
                  have a big platform allows you to bring to the stage all the things
                  you know and want to ask the public. That lets you raise everyone’s
                  boat. I’ve learned a lot by watching the audience and listening. I
                  try not to come with the arrogance that I have the gospel and that
                  I’ll hand it down to everyone and you’d
                  better listen or you’ll be culturally destitute.  Sharing knowledge
                  is important, but it is also important to listen to audience response
                  and recalibrate based on that. It is a great accomplishment if you
                  can inspire one kid to go home and log in online to an art website or
                  go buy an art book or take an art class or have their parents look at
                  or think about something differently. Dietz: The High
                  Museum outsourced much of its art exhibitions over the past several
                  years to the Louvre; now it seems to be doing the same with
                  contemporary art by landing a deal with the Museum of Modern Art. How
                  do you see this? Rooks: The MOMA partnership
                  will be a
                  priority for the first six months I’m at the High and for a number
                  of years to follow. I think that “outsourcing” is the wrong term.
                   Partnership is a better word. This is an alliance with a sister
                  institution to get works here that you can’t otherwise. The art
                  that we will have access to … you can’t usually borrow these
                  things from other institutions. This partnership is important because
                  it lets us bring important works to Atlanta that our audience
                  couldn’t get to see without visiting New York. It lets us whet
                  their appetite for modern art and to see incredible masterworks that
                  may never travel again.. Part of the reason I decided to join the
                  High Museum was because of these alliances. I think they’re quite
                  impressive and very generous. You could be cynical about it and see
                  the arrangement as the museum trying to co-opt the brand of MOMA but
                  I see it differently. I view it as a great offering for the larger
                  regional community. It may make opening doors to new audiences easier
                   and it lets us tell the story of modernism, which is important for
                  people to have a sense of before they can appreciate contemporary
                  art. Dietz:  How will
                  your success be measured?  After a year on the job, how will you know
                  whether this has been a great move or a smoking hole in the ground? Rooks: I want to get to know
                  people in
                  the Atlanta art world and reach out to friends nearby in Tennessee
                  and Alabama and explore what’s possible in order to create a
                  critical mass of support for Contemporary Art. This is an area where
                  I’ll be especially judged: on building relationships that bring
                  people along as modern and contemporary art participants, supporters,
                  and enlarge the circle. Dietz: What
                  relationships do you most need to cultivate to succeed in your new
                  role? Rooks: Artists and collectors.
                  The two
                  go hand in hand. I know there are a great deal of very good artists
                  in the city plus smart and important art collectors who have
                  developed a clear collecting focus and are active and engaged. So
                  many people I know have friends who live in Atlanta and there’s
                  already been an outpouring of people offering contacts for me to meet
                  in Atlanta, Savannah, Athens. I’ve already taken that list of
                  people and “facebooked” as many as I could to get that network
                  going. Dietz:  If you
                  could add just one piece of art to the High Museum’s contemporary
                  collection what would it be? Rooks:  I don’t know
                  the High’s
                  collection that well yet beyond what’s on view. I will be digging
                  into that as soon as I arrive in Atlanta. Generally, we would want to
                  continue to make acquisitions of important works … whatever that
                  means … serious works by mid-career and late-career artists. But
                  that presents a financial burden because that kind of work is
                  expensive so we need to be targeted. We will need a focused strategy
                  to go after these things – through gifts or through a “hui” as
                  we say in Hawaii.  Hui means a group of people who we would gather
                  together to buy a big art piece. We also need an aggressive strategy
                  for seeking young artists who are serious and have a track record. We
                  need to look into the
                  crystal ball and get a sense for who is going to be important
                  including artists from the region. I may do part two of the road trip
                  I had done around Memphis to meet people. I was so impressed with
                  what I saw during that trip and … I don’t want to sound like I
                  didn’t expect this –
                  but I was blown away by so many artists that I met during that trip.
                  I just didn’t know them before and thought “these are artists I
                  should know about.” I would like to see us include regional artists
                  in our acquisition strategy and make them feel like they’re
                  participants in the High just as we need to participate in their
                  world outside the museum. Dietz: Last
                  question…What are your aspirations in the art world?  What do you
                  most want to see happen? Rooks:  I’m a supporter
                  of the
                  underdog. I like to look at artists who have not been given their
                  due--those who haven’t been part of the fashionable set and who
                  have fallen off the radar screen. I like to find them – working
                  with those artists or their estates - and bring their work back to
                  life or reintroduce an artist who has been out of the limelight. I go
                  a little bit against the grain when it comes to the art market. When
                  the art world is so market driven, it is not very enlightening for
                  anyone. It is just hard to tell what it all means when you see museum
                  shows by artists who were just yesterday in diapers and all of a
                  sudden they are in the world’s biggest museums because the market
                  says they’re the hottest thing, so get in line. While I may not
                  make a lot of friends among art dealers because of it, I like to go
                  against that conventional market driven wisdom. 
 
 Christophe Gauspohl + Scott Carter + Mario Schambon, Untitled, 2009. DesCours,
                  New Orleans.  
                      New
                     Orleans showcases DesCours, a week-long, contemporary architecture
                     and art event that explores the latest in design and technology
                     through the presentation of innovative, large-scale architecture
                     installations.  Thirteen installations will nightly transform hidden
                     spaces across the French Quarter and the Central Business District of
                     New Orleans.… (from the press release for DesCours) Thinking
                     this will be a one evening event, I soon find out that the scope in
                     number of installations and geography, not too mention the cold and
                     drizzly weather, preclude it from being one. My one evening of seeing
                     the work becomes three, requiring a postponed flight in order to
                     cover more ground after record breaking rains keep us away. Being
                     predominately light based and in spaces that are hidden or otherwise
                     inaccessible to the regular public, many of the installations can
                     only be seen after 6:00 PM. We decide to venture first to the
                     outlying installations, those that need a car to get around, and to
                     save our walk through the French Quarter for the next evening. It’s
                  dark, deserted and for New Orleans, unseasonably cold as we disembark
                  at our first stop, Chime, an installation by Jennifer Hiser
                  hidden away in one of four deserted store fronts along a lonely
                  section of South Rampart. If you weren’t looking carefully, you
                  would miss it altogether. The buildings, which were jazz clubs in
                  some distance past,  are an appropriate setting for Chime,
                  which is both musical and participatory. Glass pendants float in a
                  sultry lit room where viewers direct the play of sound through
                  movement of fans, or, if of sufficient height, simply by walking
                  through the upside down glass bed, using the head as a percussive
                  source. Although Hiser considers the nature of destruction through
                  the way the elements of the work are displaced by currents of air
                  wafted their way by the spectators, the piece feels gentle and warm,
                  in strong contrast with the dull and lonely exterior of the building
                  it occupies. We
                  move on to Carondelet and Photon Garden, situated inside of an
                  old shipping container which, according to the host students, has
                  traveled all the way from Tokyo.   The piece is a collaborative
                  project directed by Hiroyuki Futai, Associate Professor at Musashino
                  University. I enjoy the way Photon Garden, a created forest of
                  400 translucent tubes and 1600 light emitting diodes, reveals itself
                  within this enclosed space. The inner walls are mirrors which
                  infinitely reflect the photons, viewers, and a back panel movie
                  screen projection. On the night we are viewing, the mirrored
                  projection is opaque – the doors of the container are open and the
                  headlights of passing cars create their own interplay of light and
                  interact with the internal environment. We were particularly tickled
                  when our host whips away the front of the “garden” to reveal its
                  mechanism: a laptop projects two-dimensional monochrome images
                  through photo sensors to create the three dimensional play of light
                  patterns that sweep through the forest. It’s clever and it creates
                  a space that feels both intimate and expansive, a secret escape in
                  which you want to linger. Onwards
                  to the gloomy and towering vaulted ceiling of a former bank, situated
                  inside of a Gothic 1920’s skyscraper in New Orleans's Central
                  Business District. A wind-swept and decidedly chill-blasted docent
                  directs us inside to Saccade-based Display. It’s an
                  interesting space, and at first we’re not quite sure what we are
                  supposed to be looking at. Yes, there are some colored LED
                  lights--shades of Dan Flavin--but are we missing something? The space
                  itself is so imposing it’s kind of cool to hang out there, but then
                  the docent pops in and gives us a clue – move your head from side
                  to side while looking at the LEDs - and suddenly images light up the
                  space. The effect as your eyes move across lights is Wow, Kazaam,
                  Kaboom, like a fleeting pop art display, images and words revealed
                  only by the residual afterimage on the retina. We’re surprised and
                  pleased by this subtly clever creation, another Japanese installation
                  from Hideyuki Ando, Tetsutoshi Tabata, Maria Adriana Verdaasdonk and
                  Junji Watanabe. This and Photon Garden are the only
                  installations to incorporate technology in unexpected ways. (Francis
                  Bitonti and Brian Osborn’s openHouse is also technologically
                  innovative, but it is mechanical in nature.) Heading
                  back uptown we stop at Lee Circle and, later, at Piazza d’Italia.
                  Inside the headquarters of the American Institute of Architects New
                  Orleans Center for Design at Lee Circle, we’re told by the docent
                  that the performance element of the installation is not present.
                  There was supposed to be a video projected on the wall behind the
                  crazed yet eloquent structure of wood and light that reaches through
                  the space. I heard later, on our second visit, that there was also to
                  have been a performance of Maculele, an Afro-Brazilian dance and
                  martial art, however it’s exam week at Tulane University, and the
                  students who were to provide the performance are instead sweating it
                  out academically.  Nevertheless, the sculptural explosion of light
                  and form through this contained space creates its own sense of revolt
                  and is definitely high energy. The piece, whose jagged structure
                  evokes the rhythm of the wooden sticks, or grimas, used in
                  Maculele, engages viewers in their own dances as they attempt to move
                  around, through and under it. This site provided one of the more
                  successful explorations of the tensions among architecture, space,
                  and the human form to be seen at DesCours.  
                   
 From Left: Jimmy Stamp + Sergio
                  Padilla + Frederick Stivers (NO/other) + Gumbo Labs, Orpheus Descending. Hiroyuki Futai + EP3, Musashino University, Photon Garden. Mary Hale, Itinerant Home. All from DesCours
                  2009. Photos: Meredith Sims. At
                  the Piazza d’Italia, Extra Terrestrial
                  Carpet Obscura, which
                  is supposed to be a cosmological landscape, appears instead as a
                  watery extension of the Piazza’s pool, mini fountains spread across
                  the pavement. The piece is not working, unfortunately, and so we
                  return the next evening for a second try. The lone docent (I have to
                  admire the volunteers – it was not fun to be outdoors, and foot
                  traffic was minimal at these outlying sites) is hopeful that we are
                  there to fix it but, alas, we can only view the unintended play of
                  light and structure in the pink glow of the Piazza’s regular neon
                  lights. 
                   With
                  my plane ticket rearranged so the circuit can be completed, we head
                  off on the fourth evening to the French Quarter, this time to journey
                  on foot to the remaining sites.   Our first stop, DésirDesCours,
                  hidden behind a hairdressing salon on Iberville, is a courtyard
                  hosting a series of projections on the defining and neighboring
                  walls, some less accessible than others and activated by a proximity
                  sensor.  Its creators hail from Paris, France, so perhaps it's not
                  surprising this installation explores emotional responses to the
                  urban environment against a backdrop of love in scenes from classic
                  European films. With the courtyard empty, the original intentions
                  don’t resonate, but ghostly images on nearby windows hurtle you
                  back in time and you can almost imagine the commerce, illicit or
                  otherwise, that may have been in progress there. From
                  Iberville we edge north and find ourselves outside the entrance to a
                  warehouse that has been converted to lofts. A DesCours sign directs
                  us in, but once inside there are no further clues. Fortunately, we
                  run into Skip; he informs us that he is a loft resident and artist as
                  he leads us up to the roof top. Itinerant Home, a wearable
                  inflatable house, perches precariously between the pool and the edge
                  of the building. Its creator, Boston Architect Mary Hale, tells me
                  that artists participating in DesCours have no idea ahead of time of
                  the installation space they will be given - the site for each
                  installation is only revealed to the architects on their arrival.  So
                  instead of her wearable shelter walking around the quarter, as she
                  had envisioned, it is pinned to a rooftop lest it cut loose and float
                  away. I kind of liked it up there: it felt playful and evoked
                  itinerancy more than the enclosed urban streets might have done.
                  After testing it for ourselves, (fittings for 8 people were
                  available), we wind back down to the street. On
                  the way to the next site, we pass the DesCours second line parade, en
                  route from Orpheus Descending at the former residence of
                  Tennessee Williams to the closing night party back at DésirDesCours
                  on Iberville. I’m hopeful that we will make it back there; with
                  five more sites to go, we keep moving, on to our next stop, Yellow
                  Smoke. In a narrow passage off of Royal hidden,
                  appropriately,
                  behind a lighting store, three columns rise glowing from the fog, the
                  color and setting reminiscent of old gas street lamps. The mist is
                  artificial, but seems in this setting to be a natural extension of
                  the local ambience. Onwards
                  through Jackson Square and the nicely positioned Lateral
                  Loop,
                  inside the exterior arches of the Cabildo Museum. Contemporary meets
                  traditional, and it works, transforming the space while also
                  mirroring the architectural motif in design and function. The purple
                  glow wouldn’t be amiss on a Mardi Gras float and echoes both the
                  color and gaudiness of many local festivals. Lateral
                  Loop is
                  one of the few publicly accessible works in DesCours; stationed on
                  the busiest square in the Quarter, it definitely attracts attention. Hoofing
                  it along Decatur Street, past Café Du Monde and the Peter Street
                  Market, we almost rush right by the small alleyway that leads to
                  Night Garden. I actually love this piece. In a barren
                  courtyard, if you could even call it that, almost a square of
                  concrete behind an interleaved patio, it’s a gem, translucent,
                  glowing, with an almost otherworldly feel. It could have landed in
                  this obscure space from anywhere – it’s certainly not of this
                  place, although its unabashed “look at me” persona is definitely
                  familiar to this town. Moving
                  now to less busy and sometimes less friendly terrain, we pick a
                  well-lit street to head up to the last of the installations. At 1014
                  Dumaine, the film of A Streetcar Named Desire is projected
                  inside a redefined space created by the installation Orpheus
                  Descending. The use of a giant inflatable structure
                  over the pool
                  in Tennessee Williams’s former courtyard intrigues, but ultimately
                  disappoints, although as I enter for the last time, I overhear
                  another viewer exclaiming, “this was the best,” so perhaps I am
                  simply ready to be done.  Around the corner in an adjacent courtyard,
                  luminescent plastic topiary sheep gambol on what appears to be their
                  own little rural pasture as part of Nocturnal
                  Topi-Scapes, an
                  interesting juxtaposition against the backdrop of the Quarter. Still,
                  this is the residential section of the French Quarter, not Bourbon
                  Street, so it’s not entirely out of place. One
                  block away at openHouse, the rooftop of 1031 St. Phillip is
                  transformed into what appears to be an underwater universe, as a
                  canopy of glowing blue winged skate-like amorphous jellyfish suck in
                  and out with a robotic whirring. A submersed experience may not be
                  the intention, but given the trials the unexpected rain has caused
                  here and elsewhere, it seems appropriate. The kinetic, not actually
                  amphibious devices are designed to interact with rooftop inhabitants,
                  who inject new loops of movement by sitting or placing their glasses
                  on interspersed platforms.  Unfortunately, the cumulative days of
                  dampness have taken a toll and this layer is not operational. It’s
                  a common theme across many of the installations, and perhaps a
                  fitting one, given the grand scale of the destruction the elements
                  have wrought on this city and the failure of man-made remedies to
                  alleviate it. DesCours
                  works well as a different kind of spotlight on New Orleans and as an
                  exploration of the transformation and manipulation of space and
                  perception, although the necessity of staging it at a time of year
                  when it is already dark (and cold) by the opening hour of 6:00 PM
                  means less exposure than would be otherwise. And although many of the
                  installations take playful looks at the relationships among space,
                  form, and human beings, one can’t help feeling that they could have
                  been designed to better withstand the elements. Because of the nature
                  of the spaces in which they are constructed, all of the installations
                  are relatively small; it would have been interesting to have included
                  something on a larger scale, perhaps even something accessible during
                  daylight hours, to create contrast and tension within the structure
                  of the series itself. Of course, this would be at odds with the title
                  motif, DesCours, which refers to the hidden courtyards this event
                  illuminates - and I do like the magic of discovery that entails.
                  Technology and materials notwithstanding, the dark, damp, and cold
                  take their toll on the effective revelation of complexity.
                  Ultimately, it is the playfulness of Itinerant
                  Home, the
                  jagged passage of the installation at the AIA, and the luminescence
                  of Night Garden that resonate.  
                   
 
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