LONDON.- Michael Dean works across sculpture, photography, drawing and performance, all of which are rooted in his writing and the publication of his work as text in both exhibition and book form. His writing is at the heart of his practice and is the driver behind his transformation of words into physical objects with meanings as fluid and open-ended as the interpretations which others chose to impose on them. He is creating an evolving language based on typographical alphabets, but deliberately declines to offer an accompanying dictionary. Deans explicit intention is for it to matter that its you who walks in through the door: that you are so much more than the reader of his text.
For his
South London Gallery exhibition, Dean immediately challenges visitors to think for themselves, barring the main entrance with a cluster of immovable sculptures which offer tantalising views onto a new shore of a text, thereby beckoning a search for an alternative way in. The ensuing journey is rewarded by a different encounter with the works, in an intimate experience that centres viewers as protagonists in what the artist describes as a "typographical texty field or a fXXXing forest of physically abstracted versions of my writing".
In disarming contrast to the emphatically brilliant expanse of whiteness against which they are set, Deans forms in concrete, naked steel reinforcement (rebar) and other do-it-yourself materials invoke the physical reality of contemporary urban surfaces. Twisted and contorted, propped up or tied down, these apparently abstract glyphs are never completely without figurative potential, occupying an indeterminate territory all of their own. Holes drilled through some of the works seem to invite a particular perspective, but could be eyes as much as spy-holes, sinister as much as hilarious, and there is no way of knowing if the casts of the artists and his sons clenched fists which punctuate the show denote aggression or defence, celebration or defiance. Just as his play on the word shore on shutter stickers throughout the show is seemingly unending, Deans work is shot through with ambiguity, endlessly oscillate between different ideas, taking viewers in whatever direction they choose but never giving them total free reign or allowing an absolute conclusion.
Michael Dean (b. 1977, Newcastle Upon Tyne) solo shows in 2016 at the South London Gallery, London, UK and at the Nasher Sculpture Center, Dallas, US.
Recent solo shows include Qualities of Violence, de Appel Arts Centre, Amsterdam and Jumping Bones, Extra City Kunstal, Antwerp (2015); HA HA HA HA HA HA, Kunst Forum Ludwig, Aachen (2014), The Upper Room at David Zwirner (with Fred Sandback), London (2014), Arnolfini, Bristol (2013), Cubitt, London (2012), Henry Moore Institute, Leeds (2012), Kunstverein, Freiburg (2011), Serpentine Gallery Pavilion, London (2011) and Nomas Foundation, Rome (2010).
Group shows include Albert the Kid Is Ghosting, The David Roberts Art Foundation, London (2015), Sculptures Also Die, curated by Lorenzo Benedetti, CCC Strozzina, Florence (2015), The Noing Uv It, Bergen Kunsthall, Bergen (2014), What is Real, curated by Stephanie Rosenthal, The Hayward Gallery, London (2014), MIRRORCITY, curated by Stephanie Rosenthal, The Hayward Gallery, London (2014), Manners of Matter, curated by Chris Sharp, Salzburger Kunstverein, Salzburg (2014), Thousand Doors, curated by Iwona Blazwick, Whitechapel at The Gennadius Library, Athens (2014), A History of Inspiration, curated by Adnan Lyildiz, Palais de Tokyo, Paris (2013), Institute of Contemporary Arts, London (2012+2011), Beyond the Fragile Geometry of Sculpture, curated by Lorenzo Benedetti, De Vleeshal, Middelburg (2011), We Will Live, We Will See, curated by Pavel S. Pys, Zabludowicz Collection, London (2011) and Sculpture Also Dies, curated by Lorenzo Benedetti, Kunsthalle Mulhouse (2010).