Inscrutable Comic, now at Flashpoint Gallery

I documented the play-by-play on my tumblr account, but here's my new piece at the Flashpoint Gallery titled, "Inscrutable Comic." There's an opening reception that coincides with Calder Brannock's Adventure Residency Program Headquarters, but it'll be up for a indefinitely, so do check it out if you're in town! Official information from the Flashpoint below:

Join us for the opening reception of Calder Brannock's "Adventure Residency Program Headquarters" Friday, March 23, 6-8pm.

Flashpoint Gallery will play home base for artist Calder Brannock’s "Adventure Residency Program Headquarters." The project builds upon Brannock’s earlier project, Camper Contemporary, a mobile art gallery fashioned from a vintage camper. Brannock will expand upon Camper Contemporary’s Adventure projects, organizing artists and audience members to take trips to produce artworks based on shared experiences. Visitors will be encouraged to borrow objects from the gallery in order to create self-guided personal adventures.

Calder Brannock: Adventure Residency Program Headquarters March 23 - April 27, 2012 Opening Reception: March 23, 6-8pm

Gallery Hours: Tuesday - Saturday 12-6pm or by appointment

Dana Maier, "Inscrutable Comic" Plus, be sure to check out Flashpoint alum Dana Maier's "Inscrutable Comic," a new wall drawing in our back hallway.

Review of Ami Martin Wilber: Gestation at the Flashpoint Gallery

Ami Martin Wilber at Flashpoint DC - Photo by Brandon Webster Photography (Photo by Brandon Webster Photograph)

During a critique in a painting class in art school, I once suggested that if a classmate had changed an element or two in her still life there would be an implied narrative (the illustrator in me, of course, thought any sort of narrative was an improvement to all art).

"Yes, that's true," was my instructor's response. "But then it'd be your painting and not hers, wouldn't it?"

I've always remembered this exchange, which perfectly illustrated the fine line between critiquing a piece of art for being bad, and for criquing someone's work simply because you would have not done the same thing.

And it was how I felt when looking at Ami Martin Wilber's work at Flashpoint. I didn't have any critiques that would make her work better, per se--and the eggs she had fashioned out of alabaster were lovingly crafted--only critiques that all began with, "Well, if this were MY work, I would have done XYZ." Mostly, I wanted to see the idea of gestation explored as a process in which something turns into nothing, when very small things that no one can see turn become large and alive. Instead, there was no sense of process--there were white polished stone eggs placed carefully on the floor, but nothing that suggested that gestation has a beginning and an end. Rather, putting the eggs on the ground implied that gestation is something you happen to come across almost accidentally. A valid interpretation, but not one that I necessarily agree with.