We are still in install mode, and on our way to being ready for Opening Night (which is in two days)! But, before we venture into the discussions of the new exhibitions, there is one more review of the Gedi Sibony show to share with you. First you saw one from ArtReview, then from a visitor who only could view the show virtually. Now read this one from a visitor who witnessed the show on one of the last days it was on view in the Contemporary.
My Arms are Tied Behind My Other Arms
The first piece I saw as I walked into Gedi Sibony’s exhibition, My Arms Are Tied Behind My Other Arms, was a yellow metal picture frame entitled Can It Can’t It. I was forced to respond, “I don’t know. I think I’m lost.” Gedi Sibony’s works, created from found materials in a neutral color scheme of bare wood, nude carpet, and clear plastic, left me conflicted as I walked through the space. It was difficult, at first, to get beyond the boldly unchanged materials, but at the same time, I was drawn to the neat monoliths and anthropomorphic door frames. Part of me wanted to appreciate the clean lines and inventive familiarity of his work, as in The Tooth Finder. At the same time, there were pieces of carpet engaged in a very public kiss in the middle of the room (XXXX).
I have to believe that this dual response is Sibony’s intention. There is an optimism and lightheartedness to the space that encourages viewing the work with good humor. His work is representative of a generation with renewed vigor for conservation and nostalgia for reality. My Arms are Tied Behind My Other Arms is about as real as you can get, to the extent that, at times, the gallery seemed to be under construction, with whitewashed panels leaning against the walls (Duck Dive). The choice to re-use construction materials without much alteration extends the exhibition space into the outside world, either making it current and relatable, or confusing the hell out of visitors.
Still, by the end of my visit, I was fully on board with Sibony’s work. I unabashedly buy into his simple materials and shapes. It is refreshing to view an artist who is both playful and idealistic, who can both recycle planks into an intricately beautiful still life (Probably Eight or Half of Each) and make scraps of carpet kiss.