Gerald Davis Lecia
Dole-Recio
Kim Fisher
Matt Greene
Gustavo Herrera
Violet Hopkins
Elliott Hundley
John Kleckner
Nick Lowe
David Ratcliff
Henry Taylor
Rob Thom
This survey exhibition brings together the works of thirteen artists who live and work in Los Angeles and marks the first time that this new generation of American painters is presented in Germany.
Gerald Davis Lecia Dole-Recio Kim Fisher
Matt Greene Gustavo Herrera Violet Hopkins
Elliott Hundley John Kleckner Nick Lowe
JP Munro David Ratcliff Henry Taylor Rob Thom
Javier Peres is very pleased to announce the first group exhibition he has organized in his Berlin gallery Paintings from the Other Side
This survey exhibition brings together the works of thirteen artists who live and work in Los Angeles and marks the first time that this new generation of American painters is presented in Germany. All 13 artists will be in attendance at the opening.
Like the transients who come to Los Angeles for generations to live off the fat of the land, these artists have unceremoniously fed from the city's bottomless troughs of institutional academia and cultural excess to implement a peripheral take on the current language of the flatbed picture frame.
Necessity is the mother of invention. Fear is the greatest motivator. Hate is the closest emotion to love. Writers write, as the saying goes. And modern painters are sexually repressed. Because working is the new fucking.
In Los Angeles, the edge of the awakening Asiatic hinterland formerly known as the United States of America, they paint because after all these years every caveman with extra buffalo blood still wants to prove his/her cock is the biggest, or if his/her cock isn't the biggest his/her touch is the softest.
A rejection of the systemic embrace of iconography and the very trite literalness that makes "goth" a new bad word, the artists on view in LAXed embrace surface over meaning, but not at the expense of feeling. Palpable effort and sweat is valuable, but signature forms of subversiveness and other contemporary forms of slickness have been tossed to the wayside like so much trash along Santa Monica Boulevard.
Painting is still the highest academically-sanctioned structure that can co-opt language, sound, vision, and technology. While the rest of the art world has labored under the weight of the past and the real estate/contemporary art boom, the emerging painters in this city went to work. They don't have e-mail accounts, and they don't drive. Because they don't have cars.
In 2002, when Al Qaeda tried to destroy LAX on New Year's Day, they unwittingly confirmed what the locals have known for many years: Los Angeles is a mindstate born not in topography and maps but in the non-waking reality that has slowly eroded the once-great Protestant work ethic that gave birth to the Wal-Mart/Google Megalopolis. When there is no structure left in painting what must we paint?
Opening: Friday, April 28, 7-9:30 p.m.
Two Venues:
Peres Project
969 Chung King Road - Los Angeles
Peres Projects
Schlesische Str. 26 - Berlin
Hours: Tuesday through Saturday, 12pm-6pm and by appointment