My current job has involved many unrequested days off. Contrary to my wishes, I have most of this week off. I could use the money but I’m making the best of it – which brings me to my rant.
I went to the MCA today to see the Mark Bradford exhibit, knowing little to nothing about him. The first thing I saw was a short story etched into the wall. On first glance the size of it was overwhelming and it looked (to me) a little too cutesy with so many colors. It turns out the reason it’s so colorful is that workers cut and peeled through years of paint, forming the text through removal, rather than addition. The colors throughout the text are bits of everything that has ever been painted on that wall. This installation represents the heart of Bradford’s approach – he works in mixed media collages/décollages, in a constant cycle of building up layers and removing them. Time, its effect on social/political conditions, the tension between identity and expectation, are at the center of his “paintings” which he says “can be seen as a layering of present experiences over a past that either fades or is reconstituted.” I can already feel this turning into an essay, but I can’t help but ramble. The scale, the detail, the complexity…so good. See it if you can!
Black Venus, 2005
Strawberry, 2002
The Devil is Beating his Wife, 2003
Click here for his website, or here for a link to a sorta spinning preview of the MCA exhibit.