In Bloom an Art Exhibition
I had expectations about the exhibition before I arrived, they were formed by a previous student-exhibitions that I attended in nontraditional gallery spaces. Poor lighting after the sunset, empty holes on the walls due to the work being sold, and hurried departures after just arriving. I am not a prophet, but these are just commonalities of our time.
The event was held at the Fork and Dagger Eatery, a small Spanish café on Abercorn St. As I entered on the reception night, I was greeted with the sounds of a Cuban restaurant, tropical music playing in the background, a little too loud for whispered conversations. There were very few people unknown to me, which was a sign that this was an outpouring of moral support rather than an interest in the art. From the door, one would have full view of the kitchen and menu board. Strings of round lightbulbs festooned all four walls of the narrow room.
Fifteen artworks hung on the wall, all unframed. Some of them were made on canvas and the others painted on wood panel. There was only a small variation in size, between eight inches up to twenty, next to each artwork on the lower right side was a small label containing, artist information, dimension, along with its price. The artwork was placed on the walls, too high off center, causing one to constantly look up. The lighting was an issue; however, I have experienced far worse. Though one was able to see the artwork, understanding the true colors of the piece was difficult. Another distraction was the glare upon the artwork, which was heightened by the paintings' placement too close to the lights.
The works were made using spray paint, the labels provided no additional information about what type of paint or the process, which give the feeling of, ‘that’s all?’ There was no real mystery in the process, the imagery was made by placing foliage over the surface, which was primed with colored ground, then sprayed either using a complementary color or an analogous color creating a silhouette. The foliage is then removed, relocated, or replaced used a different type of local shrubbery, then sprayed again, creating a layered affect. Some of the paintings displayed their florescent ground on the sides of the paintings while others did not. However, they still revealed some of the overspray process, and none of the sides were clean.
I was encouraged to return, to look at the artwork during the day, with promises of better lighting. I returned the following day, which was overcast, so there was just slight improvement on lighting. After ordering my meal, I began to study the patrons of the café, wondering if any of them glanced at works. The truth is no matter where you sat you were always too far from the artworks. The ones closest to you were above your head, and the ones across from you seemed too difficult to make out the imagery.