Friday, May 22, 2015
Tyson Reeder at Office Baroque
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An interesting choice that "in his words, Tyson is 'temporarily suspending the burden of art history...'" A bold move to call time-out on history. A caesura of criticism, a tenative cease-fire from the shelling of critical damnation that these await. Reeder has always teased hippie-hipsterdom, sometimes even well, and this pause used not to let loose, but get sweatpants bloated comfy in gentle unassuming corporate abstraction, probably the most radical gesture left in art as a new category of "painting" not even Josh Smith would envy, to make art fit for Starbucks, if the rules hadn't been called off. Dear, Albert Oehlen. What say you?
See too: Zak Prekop at Shane Campbell , Joanne Greenbaum at Crone, Merlin Carpenter at Overduin and Co. , Albert Oehlen at Skarstedt , Trevor Shimzu at Rowhouse
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