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Andy Warhol through the lens |
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In the 1970s, Warhol carried his Polaroid camera around as his date, as he called it, a tool that enabled him to engage his subjects while imposing distance at the same time.
by Philip Gefter
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NEW YORK (NYT NEWS SERVICE ).- Andy Warhol brought his camera with him everywhere he went first a Polaroid, and then his treasured 35 mm compact Minox. Having a few rolls of film to develop gives me a good reason to get up in the morning, he said. In his lifetime, he produced nearly 130,000 images with the Minox alone, only 17% of which had been printed at the time of his death. Like other major artists of the 1960s, including Warhols contemporary, Robert Rauschenberg, he was creating a new visual language from a photographic vocabulary, long before the art world understood the significance of the medium. Warhols preoccupation with photography is a meaty subject for a show.
That show is Andy Warhol Photography: 1967-1987, which highlights the artists photographic output with a range of gelatin silver prints that record the most ordinary moments in his random daily activities, as well as his Polaroid portraits, still-lifes and nudes, filling both of Jack Shainman gallerys Chelsea locations. Many of the 193 pieces have rarely, if ever, been seen before. The handsomely installed exhibition begins with a sequence of framed Polaroid images of objects: a bunch of bananas; eggs in an egg carton; knives; a mélange of high heels. While these images echo product shots in retail catalogs, they are as refined in detail, composition and color as still-life miniatures.
In the 1970s, Warhol carried his Polaroid camera around as his date, as he called it, a tool that enabled him to engage his subjects while imposing distance at the same time. Among the dozen or so Polaroid portraits in the show, each distinct in gesture, color, and lighting, are those of Tina Chow, Joe Dallesandro, Bianca Jagger, Robert Mapplethorpe, Rudolf Nureyev and Lee Radziwill. The Polaroid gets rid of everybodys wrinkles, sort of simplifies the face, Warhol noted. I try to make everybody look great. Nine Polaroid self-portraits of this ultimate icon of pop inscrutability are included, too, though Warhol is less kind or more honest in the pictures of himself.
It is edifying to see a show of Warhol photographs isolated from the rest of his work, a compelling counterpoint to the monumental Warhol retrospective at the Whitney last year. The language of photography resides at the core of his practice. In fact, the photographic image was always hiding in plain sight throughout Warhols work, from the photo booth images he made as the basis for his early silk-screen portraits to the found press pictures of Marilyn, Jackie and Liz layered with colored inks on canvas, and the newspaper pictures at the foundation of his death and disaster paintings. He was fascinated by the optical clarity of the mechanical eye, even as he exploited photographys role as a documentary requisite for fame.
Throughout the 1960s, as Warhol first gained recognition, photography was given scant regard as anything other than a graphic art, and yet, the march of the photographic image through the studios of the most prominent artists in that decade including John Baldessari and Ed Ruscha is undeniable proof that the upstart medium formed the backbone for so much artistic exploration in that era.
Writing in his journal, Warhol recounted telling a friend, I didnt believe in art; I believed in photography. The remark stands on its own as a kind of one-sentence manifesto, Richard Meyer, the art historian, writes in Contact Warhol, a book he published with Peggy Phelan about the archive of Warhol contact sheets at Stanford University. Warhols abiding belief in photography shaped both his creative enterprise and everyday life.
Warhols 35 mm pictures have been described as rigorously amateurish, unrelenting as a diaristic record, yet consistent in the absence of technical craft and expertise. The black and white prints in the exhibition are proof that Warhol was allergic to anything that hinted of artiness or aesthetic ambition. He claimed to admire paparazzo Ron Galella among all other photographers. Theres always something happening in Rons photographs, he said. Its not just two people standing there like most party pictures.
In 1983, Warhol began making multiple prints of individual images. Then, with needle and thread, he stitched the repeated 11-by-14-inch prints together in grids of four or six, making 500 or so stitched panels before he died. Thirteen of these grids are included in the show a dog sitting in a store entrance; a man boarding a seaplane; a bride in a parking lot and they play with our perception.
The grid form, a signature of Warhols work, echoes the repeated exposures of a photo booth strip or the multiple frames in a contact sheet, and the viewer expects narrative movement from one image to the next. Yet the repetition of the same image insists on the permanence of the still moment. Warhol straddles a line between the photographic and the cinematic, while also riffing on the reproducibility of photography, asserting with needle and thread a bespoke, handmade element that makes the image-grids unique, intentionally ready-made, objects.
Warhols roaming, homoerotic gaze is everywhere in the exhibit. Male nudes compose one series of stitched grids, each figure caught in an in-between gestural moment. The men are objects of the artists desire, as are those in various stages of sexual arousal in another series of Polaroids in the show. In a separate room, photographs hang salon style that show attractive young men in mundane situations walking toward a house, sitting on a couch, or staring at the ocean with a rare display of the artists longing palpably showing through.
Given the exponential influence of Warhol, its hard not to think about this show of his photographs as a historic template for our current Instagram moment, in which every commonplace detail of peoples lives is recorded and posted for an anonymous audience, and the ubiquitous selfie, an emblem of the endless lust for fame that replaces actual lived experience. What an odd and burdensome legacy for the pantheonic artist.
Andy Warhol Photography: 1967-1987
Through Feb. 15, Jack Shainman Gallery, 513 W. 20th St., Manhattan, 212-645-1701; jackshainman.com
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