September 7, 2023 at 8:45 AM
Brett Taylor
Icarus
Visiting a gallery Koby recommended to me. I feel I’ve been in here before but the map of Chelsea galleries is dense and disorienting and it’s been three years since I’ve been in New York at all. They were installing on the first floor and i stood in the door way for a minute before interrupting the two dudes silently working to ask if there was anything upstairs. They seemed a little hesitant though ultimately said I could go up there. Honestly stoked I did, though a long wait for the elevator almost uncharacteristically lead me out.
What year were these made? it was this painting that I saw immediately upon entering which made me want to turn the corner to see the painting of the topless human welcoming me from the edge of a globe/ hammock hybrid suspended between two planes(?), tucked away behind the greeting desk.
So much movement and flying and views emulating 360 cameras we have today (I first saw the use of one of these when Kendrick Lamar’s HUMBLE music video was released).
More paintings surround a couple of folding tables butting up against a super galactical painting. This makes me feel I am having a more intimate time with the art as I am not necessarily supposed to be here.
I still have no idea who this is because there is no wall text and I’m not God.
I saw a woman in the office and I initiated a conversation simply saying hi cause not everyone wants to be talked to in NY and then she kindly and enthusiastically clues me in on who this artist is.
I find out he went from art school in Philly directly to Greece and never came back and never entered the capital A “Art World” and just opened an arts school in Greece and quietly made paintings until he died in his 40’s in the 80’s. These paintings are from the 60s. They’ve never been shown here (maybe at all?).
She agrees some of these are super contemporary and she offers to send me a full catalogue for free since I can’t make the opening on the 14th. I’m enamored by the layers merging and places colliding and the depth in these — with their horizon lines and cascading staircases and roads to above and the other side …or wherever they go.
Since I was in Greece almost a year ago at the time of writing this, I begin to see the familiarity drawn out from the beginning in a new way. I haven’t even begun thinking about the title except that Icarus is in Greek mythology.
I’m enjoying icons of intimacy happening over and over in this one.
And the clothes on the clothes line dematerializing into the horizon line in this.
This is definitely my favorite though, for obvious reasons involving plane shapes and other round parts..… and it’s the last one I’ll see; just barely lit up in a short hallway off to the left which leads into the gallery’s storage.