photo courtesy of Marc Burns
tape, chair, rope, boards, plastic and water
He takes the ordinary and makes it un-ordinary by an almost magical arrangement of materials into puzzles’ and questions that don’t need to be answered necessarily. But gosh when we try we have fun. Draped, wrapped, bound, tied, wound around, mysteries under cover that don’t require me to wonder, what’s under that wrap up? Beautiful presents not to be disturbed by questions of what’s inside. As I sit here writing those words I think “what’s underneath the tarps” never crossed my mind.
This art opens up so many possibilities. It doesn’t shut anything down. It doesn’t say aren’t I nice because it doesn’t need to. It is there for the learning, for the moving us from here to there from one place to the next. We don’t always know where we will land or what we are landing on but land somewhere we will. Or then just maybe we won’t, maybe we will keep going, going, going. A push that gives out another push, a new invention inventing another invention. This work doesn’t say “aren’t I nice for over your sofa,” it doesn’t fit in a nice little nice frame, No telling viewers “I am as slick as slick can be.” It can not, repeat and repeat after so many in the art world and say, “My mommy went to art school and this is what she learned.” It doesn’t behave itself. It can’t, it doesn’t know how, it won’t, just a few reasons we love it. It doesn’t tell me I am “like” art. It boldly says I am art and means it. For all the reasons, in all the art history we know it is true.
Photo courtesy of- Marc Burns
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