NEW YORK, NY.- Helena Anrather
is currently presenting STREET CASTS, the gallerys second exhibition with Alix Vernet. Through ceramic sculpture casts from local buildings, photographs, a found object, and video documentation of a performance, Vernet has developed a process of isolating, replicating and rearranging material fragments from the built environment to reveal the continually shifting terrain of New York City's urban fabric.
Across the interior of the street-facing window of the gallery Vernet has draped a crumpled building wrap, a tarp from a local development that was intended to shield the projects construction from view. What was intended to upkeep a world of pure visualitya city designed in real estates imagehas instead become an elongated sigh of a heap. The city is forever molting, its history as easily disposed of behind a synthetic mesh facade as the winds of capital or the cost of a demolition crew. Like a digital rendering suddenly told it exists in a world without gravity, the carefully constructed image of urban vitality gives way to base materialism, falling like a body without bones to the ground. Graffiti monumentalizes the specter through collective expressionism, a trace of the artists fleeting notice of a throwaway surface on which to play.
The video Drag documents Vernet pulling the contraband tarp through the street in a reenactment of her heist as weird but banal New York City theater. The buildings classical stone columns pleat and fold as the city passes through itself, picking up bits of trash and leaves as it goes. Forming a kind of cape, the act isnt exactly heroic, with men offering to assist the artist as she wrestles an idea across intersections. On the surface of the plastic tarp is an image that is a composite of both the facade as it was and as it will be, or as it was projected to be, a collage that commemorates a secret passage from old to new. Within its folds a QR code offers a vision of the promised future that by now presumably is.
In the large-scale silver gelatin print, 4pm, Inside, 122 Saint Marks (2023), a thin film of gossamer curtain separates an apartment bedroom from the world outside. The grid of windows that adorn the tenement building across the way is as unremarkable as its fin-de-siècle frames are beautiful. The air conditioning units that punctuate the grid suggest the most basic evidence of human presence, an interiority that the calm setting in which the camera is placed conjures as an eye of the storm hovering above the busy Lower East Side street below. In a breach of boundaries typically maintained between strangers, Vernet negotiated access to the apartment in order to create ceramic casts of the buildings exterior facade, made from the tenants fire escape.
Throughout the gallery Vernet has installed her casted window frames, finished with a metallic glaze. Scaled to the size of a body, the copied architectural fragments form parenthesis within which jumbled letters are arranged. Lifted from texts engraved into monuments and memorials, the fractured declarations are marked by the pounding of the artists fists and fingerprints. Records of seemingly permanent architecture, the sculptures evoke the rubbings of sidewalks made by Sari Dienes in mid-century Soho, as well as the ephemeral installations of Masao Gozu, a resident of the Lower East Side who would collect the remains of tenement buildings being demolished in the 70s and 80s and meticulously reconstruct the remnants brick by brick. Vernets and Gozus windows are both portals, to crawl through towards a different time, though instead of memorials, Vernets have the sheen of a silver gelatin print. The photographs documenting her process evoke a fecund exchange between materials that is wet, sticky, and sort of sublime.
In another series of ceramic casts, Vernets letters spell the word CROWDS in repeating lines. A re-print of a concrete poem by N.H. Pritchard, a member of the Lower East Side collective the Umbra poets, the sculpture follows Pritchards play with language as physical matter. Like letters coming together to form a word, so do people form a crowd. Vernets reiteration points towards the movement of a person from say interior to street, or from stairwell to opening, a continually re-performed process through which individuals intermingle to be a part of the world. Bumping against themselves like buildings abutting, or like windows a barrier between shadow and sky, bodies convened as a crowd are forever also ready to disperse and become once again their constituent parts. Kenta Murakami
Alix Vernet: STREET CASTS
On View Now Through August 11th