Pulse actually wasn’t as bad as I initally judged. There were some great solo booths, Cordy Ryman being the highlight of highlights. A nice mix of goodies:
Dietrich Wagner at Carrie Secrist Gallery, Chicago
Mushroom bomb cloud with ladder to enter into an empty void with wooden floors. Disturbed childplay.
Alan Rath at Bryce Wolkowitz, NY
This is one of very few galleries that focus on alternative media and electronic art, unfortunately though they show the same thing at each fair every year. I’ve seen these same exact works two years ago. Eyes on little screens moving frantically.
Simon Ingram at Margaret Thatcher Projects, NY
Painting machine that dips a thick brush in a cup of white paint and gestures excruciatingly slowly to execute incomprehensible lines. Almost like watching an alien encountering painting for the first time, slow and dumbfounded.
Omar Chacon at Margaret Thatcher Projects
I’ve been looking at the peacock rainbow fake nails seashell paintings for a few years. It’s bright and multi-layered, shiny and illusionistically abstract. Love it.
Makiko Ysiyi at Pepper’s Gallery, Japan
Along the same lines of Chacon mixed with Yayoi Kusama. The booth also included bones, bags, and cameras infested with this thumb print layered circles.
Xawery Wolski at Diana Lowenstein
More dots for you pleasure. These are large circular discs on cintra, obsessive little patterns. I think nucleus, biopic, organic accumulation.
Cordy Ryman at DCKT Contemporary, NY
Cordy Ryman masterfully takes over a small booth incorporating every corner and crevice as a space for performance and habitation. I wrote about his show recently at the gallery here.
Jeong Mee Yoon at Jenkins Johnson
I don’t know where I’ve seen these before, but I like the collective elements of this pink and blue project. She visits family homes and lays out all these objects, gendered and color coordinated. Shows you how far we’ve come along in terms of gender neutrality in the children’s department.
Evah Fan at Richard Heller, CA
This gallery had many cute crafy drawings that more or less looked the same. There was a series of drawings by Marcel Dzama that complimented drawings such as these, isolated objects floating on white. Titled “Invitation to Kleptomaniac at Library Meeting” it’s a collection of objects that go beyond mere documenting. There’s a young, DIY, Brooklynesque, fresh attitude to all the artists in this gallery.
Mel Kadel at Richard Heller, CA
I also liked these drawings at the booth, Amy Cutler-esque details in fabric patterns, thin precise lines, quirky human activities.
Alex Ball at Nettie Horn Gallery, London
I found these small paintings to be superbly crafted and tragic-glamorous. Figures lay motionless amidst meandering beads and gold rings. Perhaps his fiancee just left and threw away the ring and he’s feeling like shit and miniaturized himself laying in pain and drunken stupor.
Maya Onoda at Magnan Projects, NY
Flimsy paper cut and sewed, collaged and manipulated, resembling costumes and abstracted geographical landscapes. Play between delicate colors and materials, including the tags attached to thread and labels that would unused and discarded.
Karine Giboulo at Galerie Sas, Canada
Clay figures enclosed in boxes comprised of hundres of accumulated computer chips. Domesticity interrupted by forces of technology, it’s dominance over the natural way of life, encasing American consumerist culture into one sheltered bubble.
Clifton Childree at Galerie Ernst Hilger
Miamuh Swamp Adventure is a derelict dry weeds infested theater house and inside is a video about real estate scams in Miami at the end of the 19th century. Carnivalesque and kitsch, it was DIY adventure that reminded me of Coney Island.
Nicola Lopez at Caren Golden, NY
A knotty vortex of various textures and surfaces. I remember her show at the gallery which comprised of explosive cut outs taking over the space draped over ceiling pipes invading our space with its spicy presence. That’s right, I said spicy.
Daniel Rozin at Bitforms, NY
I actually saw this for the first time at the ITP department at NYU (I don’t know how I got there). The little mirror squares registers movements made by the viewer and responds by imitating that movement throught slight changes in angle. It’s amazing you can actually see your silhouette when you are directly in front. Of course I got silly and jumped around and dashed from side to side.
Judy Fox at P.P.O.W.
Regal octopus in the front,
Clenched octobutt in the back.
Carpet, wood, fake wood, mountains, sky. A gradation from nature to faux-interior landscape. A surreal backdrop that’s missing a performance.
Rachel Perry Welty at Yancey Richardson Gallery, NY
My new all time favorite artist. Ok, maybe not all time, but definitely on my top ten list (or maybe top twenty. I don’t know.). A few different series in the booth including phrases shaped out of tinfoil, abstract organic swirls made out of fruit label stickers and miniature brand name shopping bags displayed on a pedestal. Commodity, DIY, unmonumental, romantic, these are unquestionable winners in my book.
Sharon Core at Yancey Richardson Gallery, NY
Ivin Ballen at Edward Winkleman Gallery, NY
I’m a bit confused when the materials stated does not involved paper and cardboard but rather fiberglass and aquaresin. I obviously didn’t look closely enough and was going to say it’s a slapstick messy hasty collage of unmonumentality. I should’ve expected it would go deeper than that being a Winkleman artist and all.
Lauren DiCioccio at Lyons Wier Ortt, NY
I’m ashamed to admit I can’t take some artists seriously. Perhaps its the unconventional materials they use, perhaps it’s my being trained to read modernist and post-modernist art historical jargon that emphasis on purist painting, perhaps I’m in denial there is a movement of unlimited resources incorporated into artmaking. Whatever it is I love and hate these handembroidered faux plastic bags.
Grit Hachmeister at ASPN Galerie, Germany
Salon style hung drawings, sketches, paintings and photographs. Diaristic and archival, I thought of Chris Johanson and Elizabeth Peyton. They’re crude rife sexual curiosity and adolescent fantasies.
David Hevel at Marx & Zavattero, CA
I will never be this glamorous no matter how hard I tried. Hysterical miniature cermaic monkey dolls costumed in all sorts of Decadence. A lighthearted reflection on the goofiness of celebrity worship and superficial gloss.
Amparo Sard at Bravin Lee, NY
Needle punctured pointellist drawings. Ephemeral and delicate with sense of violence as imagined by the act of obsessively repetitively, diligently stabbing mini holes on paper. Images depict a personal and introspective curiosity with feminity and womanhood.
Douglas Florian at Bravin Lee, NY
I think of Thomas Nozkowski multipled and serialized. Rows of 5 depicting similar images slightly askewed in angles or with subtle differences. Small scale abstract seriality is a fave in Joann’s book.
Nina Bovasso at Bravin Lee, NY
I first saw her work at Pierogi and fell in love with the monumentality of scale and fluidity of patterned movement.
I realized many of the booths are from NY and it is undoubtedly obvious what styles I’m drawn to. I’m becoming more and more conscious of my taste and judgments, especially when taking the form of “critic” or constructive viewer. I’m also noticing artists seeming to move away from deeper rooted conceptual work and more focused on process based object heavy manipulations, but perhaps that’s just me seeking out such aesthetics.