The White Columns Curated Artist Registry is an online catalog of digital images documenting the work of artists who are not affiliated with a commercial gallery in New York City. Each submission is reviewed by our curatorial staff; in order to be considered for the registry, one must submit work digitally via this website.
This clip shows the istallation of the first in the "automatic" painting series, where heavily worked paintings are first reduced to a simple and rich ground, then placed in an alley in downtown los angeles where others can contribute and collaborate to make the work.
The piece titled "yes" was installed on Sunset Blvd at Parkman in the Silverlake area of Los Angeles. The disused commerical building is strangely now a Tribeca Pediatrics location.
This is the longer view of the piece "yes", installed on Sunset Blvd near Parkman, in the Silverlake area of Los Angeles CA.
This is footage from the exhibition "stop the world and let me off", shot at fluxco, downtown la on the night of the opening...
"white rooms" is an art piece, sculpture and installation. Fluxco gallery in downtown los angeles was taken over and painted completely white withe the excetion of one long metal wall whitch remained black. Light and sound filled the space, along with whatever the viewer imagined should or could be done with the space. The viewer actually makes and is the "art" in thie piece.
2nd view, white rooms, installation, downtown la
3rd view, white rooms, installation, fluxco gallery, downtown la
4th view, white rooms, installation, fluxco gallery, downtown la
I took these pictures after an accident that could have taken my sight. The photo project overlapped several significant life happenings as well, i.e. the death of my father, dissolution of a marriage, moving from NY to LA. Many of the images were captured while traveling across the country by motorcycle. Moving through both physical and emotional space so quickly caused me to see things differently. This is my alphaville. Often all I had on me was a cell phone. When I could not write a sentence to correspond with friends, I would just email a group of images from the phone. Slowly, the pictures became a journal or visual poem that expressed how strange it felt to be in this world and on a journey in search of attachments but feeling detached from my surroundings. The images above are a way of putting these disparate elements into some manageable form within the general context of beauty. Perhaps this is an important function of art: to connect the inexplicable quantity of random experience into a cohesive thing we can look at.