The work of 7 emerging artists whose projects require that they infringe upon the personal and private spaces of others. Sometimes the invasion is consensual, but more often than not the acts occur without permission and without the knowledge of the subject. The exhibition includes photography, video, and sculpture that combine conceptual practice with documentary style.
curated by Bill Previdi
The Trespassers brings together the work of 7 emerging artists whose
projects require that they infringe upon the personal and private spaces of
others. Sometimes the invasion is consensual, but more often than not the
acts occur without permission and without the knowledge of the subject. The
exhibition includes photography, video, and sculpture that combine
conceptual practice with documentary style.
Maria Alos targets the major institutions and cannons of the art world and
surreptitiously breaks down the traditional ways an artist has their work
shown and seen. Her project is simple: whether invited to the home of a
major collector or walking in to a museum, she courageously hangs her work
(tiny self-portrait dolls) on the wall alongside some of the greatest names
in art history. She then mails an official letter acknowledging them of her
'charitable' gift. In the majority of cases, and as you might expect, the
gift is denied and returned with an accompanying letter. The letters tend to
be a mix of horror on the part of the institution and hilarity on the part
of the artist whose only aim is to elicit that very response. Her projects
always necessitate the use of kindness and hospitality as a form of art to
gain access into the hallowed and guarded spaces of the art world.
Sean Bluechel slips inside a morgue and exchanges his own decorative bed
sheets for the ones that cover the corpses.
Maxi Cohen has been watching her neighbors for years. From her Soho loft she
can see directly into their apartment through two adjacent windows. Without
their knowledge or permission, she has been photographing them at nighttime.
Her pictures are a semi diarist journal of this couples' life: their feuds,
their lovemaking, their banal day-to-day activities and their devastating
downward spirals. She doesn't know them, has never met them and doesn't want
to. The space between she and them is as much physical as it is
psychological, and she is adamant about keeping it unemotional,
disassociated and removed.
Brock Enright is a kidnapper. He is paid by the very wealthy to set up
incredibly surreal and sometimes very violent consensual kidnappings. Each
is documented via video and results in a series of sculptures that are
leftover "equipment" from each event. The videos are incredibly raw,
emotional and sometimes difficult to watch. They test the endurance and
boundaries of both the subject as well as the viewer and call into question
consensual and contractual agreements.
Lilah Freedland's sprawling wall installation" Pictures of Myself in other
People's Houses, 1999" is a grid of 64 Polaroid photographs of the artist
hiding and playing with objects in and from her friends' homes. Creepy and
irreverent, they portray the artist as a potential threat and troublemaker.
Coke O'Neal captures the interiors of people¹s medicine cabinets, prints
them life-size and displays them without permission. The resulting
photographs, with all of their false space and sharp detail, are wonderful
trompe l'oeils as well as telling portraits. The act itself is taboo and its
product incredibly psychological.
Bridget O'Neil has been documenting West Coast estate sales. These aren't
the kind of estate sales that are managed by Sothebys or Christies. Instead,
they are the necessary liquidations required by creditors to pay off debts
accrued by the deceased. Her project pictures these homes as tragic sites of
disrespect and transgression. Closets are dumped out and picked over. Every
pot, pan and plate covers every square inch of a kitchen. An enormous pile
of dirty stuffed animals sits in a pyramid on shag carpeting. And in the
margins of the photos, O'Neil captures the arms, legs, shoes and hands of
the greedy lot that comes to pore over the last holdings of the deceased's
dignity.
Artists Reception: Thursday, July 10, 6-9PM
Gallery hours: Tues - Sat 11-6
Forthcoming exhibition September 4th: Patti Loper
lyonswiergallery
511 W 25 St #205 NYC 10001
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