Raul De Lara
Priscilla Fusco
Clare Koury
Kian McKeown
Shayna Miller
Sarah Tortora
Curated by Alex Feim and Jack Arthur Wood
Opening Reception: Saturday, July 13th, 6-9PM
On view weekends and by appointment through August 10th
Thomas VanDyke Gallery is pleased to present It’s Getting to a Point curated by Alex Feim and Jack Arthur Wood. The exhibition opens on July 13th from 6pm - 9pm and runs until August 10th. The gallery will observe weekend hours for the duration of the exhibition and can be opened by appointment with adequate advanced notice.
In the 1971 animated film The Point, written by Harry Nilsson and Carol Beers, the main character Oblio is ostracized for his un-pointy head by his pointy headed peers and thus banished to the pointless forest. As he enters the forest with his dog, Arrow, he meets a mysterious character with three faces and a point in every direction. The man erupts in three different voices “I’m not the pointed man you think I am…A point in every direction is the same as no point at all…Would you like to argue the point?” This character is a visual idiom for the hyperstimulated and morally bereft place society finds itself where infighting and schizophrenic experience abounds.
The seeming lack of a central, narrative thread and the chokehold of identity politics have stripped many once reliable hubs of collectivism of their missions. (You can’t have any fucking grass without the goddamn roots!). There is a palpable tone of fear for proselytizing the “wrong” thing. Much in the way many American cities have subbed to limitless and unnecessary sprawl, our manifest destiny of endless expansion has grown to a point so large as to skewer us all on the kebab of climate change. Self involvement and the division it accelerates is the anticultural pivot point on which the death wheels of fascism seem poised to turn. Things are really getting to a point.
The artists in this exhibition all use protrusion or pointy-ness to create meaning without protraction. These works are forcefully direct and unapologetically take aesthetics to a material zenith we all can recognize as a point. Honed like a knife’s tip, these artists are poking and probing the sleek automotive exterior of abject, stunted and empty political gestures that are the hallmark of our age.