Museum of Contemporary Art 220 E Chicago Ave, Chicago. 312-280-2660
Through February 4, 2007
The Richard Tuttle exhibition, now on its third and final stop in Chicago, originated at the San Francisco Museum of Modern Art and spent last year at the Whitney Museum in New York.
After first seeing this impressive show in San Francisco there was an expectation that the show in Chicago would not be as good -- thinking it would be reworked and perhaps watered down. It was good to see this show a second time, well intact, but in a completely different space. The San Francisco exhibition had such a strong linearity in its organization that moving through it was like marching within a textbook. In contrast, many of the galleries on the fourth floor of Chicago’s Contemporary open into one another allowing for a meandering approach with many possibilities for exploration and chance discovery. This layout is especially suited for Tuttle’s work which contains a continuity of poetic vision whereby mutable light, color and line flow remarkably from one diverse group of work to the next.
Organized as a chronological survey, this show offers a wide-ranging look at a contemporary American artist who stands at the forefront of late Modernism—a time of accelerated change and cultural upheaval. Beginning with his first efforts of painted low relief, which gained him notoriety in the early 1960s, the show runs through his most current series of plywood paintings, which seem to reflect the sun bleached light and arid climate of the American Southwest, the artist’s home since 1988.
Richard Tuttle is a product of turbulent 1960s America, when he and his generation of young artists embraced the aesthetic tradition of modern reductionism. Originally known as Minimalism, this austere art movement gained prominence in the late ‘50s in the works of Ad Reinhardt, Carlo Carrà, and Frank Stella (and, musically, Philip Glass). These were revolutionary times, as artists explored ideas that sought to challenge and break down traditional forms, materials, and processes.
Working as gallery assistant for the Betty Parson’s Gallery in the ‘60s, Tuttle was a young artist at the center of this New York City art scene, where he was infused within a close—though often contentious—atmosphere of creative energy. Here an individual’s ideas quickly became a group’ s ideology, as artists worked “hip to hip,” developing thoughts that questioned the inherent legitimacy of certain standards of form. Within this communal hotbed of critical discussion many artists, including Tuttle, were reacting to (mostly against) the established order and mainstream success of the Abstract Expressionists, who were the titans of the art world. Working with a certain amount detachment Tuttle and other post minimalists sought to separate themselves from the deeply felt attachments of traditional materials like paint and bronze. In doing so, they liberated their thinking, discovering new materials free from the associations attached to predetermined emotive content.
Opening this retrospective are the painted plywood low- reliefs, which were represented in the 24-year-old Tuttle’s first one-person show in New York. These colorful letter- shapes resemble characters from some alien alphabet. Although they reference language, they remain mute, as they gesture toward some truth or understanding. This work was at the center of the burning issue at the time, which was whether or not these things on the floor and walls were paintings or sculpture. (Today, we readily accept them for what they are… which is neither.)
Throughout all phases of Tuttle’s work there is consistency in the artist’s contrary sensibility. This creates conflict, a sort of radical aestheticism, by presenting a dichotomy between opposing expectations.
Tuttle’s choice of materials opposes the expectations of “fine art” because of his disconcerting use of common materials and throwaway stuff. With many artists who worked under the guise of minimalism this shared interest in unorthodox materials was a way to revolt against the commoditization of painting and sculpture while inventing new ways of seeing. Tuttle’s “crummy” materials (ragged chip-board, torn form-core…the worst!) are affective because they negate the importance of physical durability associated with permanence of fine craft and engineering. In contrast, Tuttle uses insignificant material as his ingredients to articulate weight and movement as it mixes with light and air. Is the distraction (even repulsion) by certain materials too different than being distracted by technique in general? There is pleasure in looking at many of Tuttle’s things, but the challenge, as it is in most cases with looking, is seeing beyond the manipulation of the materials. It can also be seen as a consideration of the precept that art works, or anything for that matter, exist as the summation of their parts and the combination of details makes something particular, important and worthy of contemplation.
Although Tuttle wished to merge art with its environment it seems much of this work has too much dependence on the architectural setting of the “big white box”. Sometimes the larger works resemble clinging vestiges from the ‘60s, almost nostalgic, like peace signs, lava lamps and the songs of freedom. Seeing this work now, supported by the white walls and high ceilings suggest an unhealthy co- dependence between “needy” art and patrician/institutional might. It’s an uncomfortable, if not a questionable relationship. But it’s with redeeming pleasure that the drawings and small works breathe life into this show. They authenticate his vision by directing the viewer outside an architectural framework and toward the mindfulness of keen independent visual thinking. So what do the drawings look like?
What makes this show so pleasurable is its lack of gravity (in both senses of the word) and at the same time it’s saying something important about both the fragility and endurable strength of our existence. Whether the work points to the limitations of our language (a scrambling of mute signs and symbols), or the impermanence of the things we surround ourselves with (a thin wire’s shadow on wall), or how remarkably fine our understanding can be (the relevance of a “crummy” piece of Styrofoam), Tuttle’s work reveals how clarity of thought is as elusive as it is irrational.
- Richard Knight
Richard Knight is a painter and Director at the Tory Folliard Gallery