(View mobile version of Joel Shapiro video here.)

I had the pleasure of documenting an interview with Joel Shapiro at the Paula Cooper Gallery this past winter. The gallery had a retrospective of his work on display and artist Jenny Snider organized a question and answer meeting with her fellow artists-in-residence at the Marie Walsh Sharpe Art Foundation.

I finally get it. It’s amazing when something becomes so clear after I had thought that I had it all figured out.  I have never been a fan of Dan Flavin’s work. Despise would have been an accurate description of my feeling towards the work.  At least until this show.  To me it was always fluorescent light art. Who cares about fluorescent lights propped up in a corner, or colored lights hanging on the wall. He used commercially-available fluorescent lamps, which to me had little artistic merit. You see those lights everywhere, and growing up, the quality of light they gave was a poor attempt at lighting, given the terrible hue they emitted in libraries, office buildings, and shopping malls. They always made one look deathly ill. It has never been flattering.

But the recent show at David Zwirner Gallery opened my eyes to a whole new Flavin. The Flavin I see now, is not a sculptor but an installation artist.  His work is not about the object, it’s about the environment.  It isn’t about the lighting fixture, or the bulb. It’s about the light. How it bounces off the wall, or what happens when two colors comingle and combine into another, brighter light.

To those who haven’t studied color the way we do as artists and designers, here’s a crash course. When combining colors in pigment (i.e., paint), the colors change in ways that we expect. Red and blue turn purple, yellow and blue turn green.  The more colors you add, the darker, and muddier the colors become. Eventually, if you add enough pigments, you end up with black. But things work very differently with light. It works almost in the opposite way. As more colored light is added, they combine to make white.

This is especially apparent if you are a print designer. For a little more than 2 decades, designers have been doing their work on computer screens. Because the final output is print, the colors you see on screen are almost never the colors that end up in print. Print designers have had to rely on colored paper swatches to ensure they get the colors they are expecting.  It’s worse than designing in the dark, because in the dark you only have your imagination. Instead, your ideas are competing with what you see on screen. You have to learn that what you see is not what you get.

Technically the color gamuts of light vs pigment are not the same. They are like a Venn diagram—two overlapping shapes where there are areas which do not intersect. You can get much richer, more nuanced hues in light. It’s a wider color gamut. In print, especially 4-color CMYK process, the color gamut is small, and not very nuanced. The mixed pigments get muddy very quickly. It’s almost impossible to get a rich, bright orange in print, for instance, by combining inks.

To some, probably to many, who have seen Dan Flavin’s work have thought of it in the way that I used to see it. Ugly fixtures that have bad associations. But the art isn’t about the fixture, it’s about the space. The way the show was installed—very large rooms, empty except for the light—made the difference. The fixtures shrank, and sometimes almost dropped away. The glow of the rooms from the street, or the glow peering around the corner from one room, while experiencing the glow from another, made the experience poetic.

The contrast between the uncolored light installation and those that were multicolored, forced one to think about the information that the eye is receiving. One of the reasons why my impression of Dan Flavin’s work changed is due to how much technology has changed in the past few decades. Fluorescent lights come in so many different shades now. There is daylight fluorescent, bright white, cool white. The unpleasant associations that once existed—studying for hours with your head buzzing from the flicker, or trying to shop for clothing, but looking in the mirror and seeing a jaundiced figure staring back—they could not be easily dismissed. Today’s lights are so accurately developed, the colors so nuanced, and the fixtures in the public arena has been replaced with more appropriate daylight bulbs, so I can finally see past the functional use of fluorescents, and I think of the medium as emotionally neutral. Minimal.

I went to the movie Herb and Dorothy the other day with an old art school friend and my partner and finally got to find out who are the notorious Herb and Dorothy Vogel. I had heard about them, back when I first moved to New York from art school in the midwest, and I was office managing an equally notorious art trucking company in the East Village.

Herb and Dorothy, I had heard, are world class art collectors, who are simple struggling New Yorkers, like the rest of us. Herb was a postal worker, and Dorothy was a librarian.

The movie is a must see for anyone interested in some of the inner workings of New York’s art scene, and anyone nostalgic for how people used to and in many cases still do get by living in such a tough town.

What is initially clear was how differently people live in New York than the rest of the country. A small, cramped, dingy apartment, the couple lived on Dorothy’s salary alone, and saved Herb’s salary for art collecting. In many cases for average New Yorkers, this is not possible to do.

Until recently, it was nearly impossible to find an affordable apartment, unless you lived way out in Queens or many stops out on the L in Brooklyn. I’m guessing that their apartment is rent controlled (vs rent stabilized, vs no rent increase limits). This means that their rent is stuck at 1970s prices, and can only be increased by minimal amounts. These apartments are virtually impossible to come by today, luckily for landlords who end up supporting the tenants whose rents don’t cover the cost of building upkeep.

Charming, obsessed art collectors, it seems that this couple with OCD for art did nothing else with their spare time but go to gallery openings, and shop for art. Unlike many of us today in New York, who throw away their money on high housing costs, electronic gadgets, and pour our money down the drain by using alcohol to keep us sane, this couple had each other and their fascination for artists. One gets the impression that they were the perfect audience for a band of nitwits who became artists’ savant. ( I say this because it appears that at least one of the incredibly successful artists in the movie appears to be missing teeth. Also because I heard Richard Tuttle lecture incoherently in grad school, and I’ve never understood why his work is so important.)

There are a couple of other points to note about their collection. Firstly, the length of the list of artists in their collection. It is long. And although I didn’t catch all the names in the list, I must say that there were many names I had never heard of (not that I’m one for remember the names of even the most important artists.) I believe that there must be many in their collection who are of no historical significance by today’s standards. This is probably the reason why the National Gallery is only willing to a small portion of the Vogel art collection. It is likely also the reason why, in the upcoming sequel to the movie, Herb and Dorothy 50 X 50, some artists in the collection are opposed to the idea of breaking up the collection. Nothing like being shoved into insignificance in some backwaters museum after years of being included in a world class collection.

Secondly, one should note a comment by a curator at the National Gallery. They have used the Vogel Collection as a guide to purchasing more art for the museum. As a (not-so) young collector myself and being a very part time aspiring artist, one realizes that most art collectors purchase work that is not museum quality. It is small enough to fit in one’s own living quarters, and it is affordable. I believe that both these were necessary requirements of Herb and Dorothy.