THE NEW YORKERS Exhibition period: May 1 2009 – June 22. 2009
Jenny Holzer, KAWS, Francine Spiegel, Rammellzee, Dash Snow, Barbara Kruger, Joe Bradley, Jose Parla, Katherine Bernhardt, Futura, John Copeland, Ryan McGinness, Stephen Powers, Erik Foss, Doug James, Brian DeGraw, Agathe Snow, Peter Saul, Kostas Seremetis, Ryan Wallace, Takeshi Murata, Peter Sutherland, Daze, Erik Parker Timothy Walkiewicz, Bill McMullen, Sue Kwon, Andy Dolan, Noah McDonough, Greg Lamarche, Devin Flynn, Aurel Schmidt, Peter Beste, Richard Kern, Sarah Braman, Todd James, Brian Montuori
New York is difficult to fence in. It’s offensively arrogant and perplexingly tolerant. Erotically alluring and nauseating repulsive. An oxygen tank for thoughts, and quicksand for illusions. Sentimental Samaritan and merciless lyncher. Empty talk at predictable receptions, and genuine interest in unlikely situations. Voluptuous muse, and flat canvas. Cool business card, target oriented CV, brief acquaintance, entertaining fuck, miserable marriage, harmonic partnership and lifelong friendship.
The exhibition The New Yorkers at V1 Gallery is equally difficult to map out. Quirky installations mixed with classical painting. Sprouts shoot up next to legends. Aesthetes hang out with rebels. The refined photograph with the crude posca pen. And surreal systems runs along coordinated chaos.
Veterans Jenny Holzer and Barbara Kruger brand the city with sharp words while young kid KAWS with his tongue in cheek and pen in hand creates fluffy havoc and death. The remarkably talented John Copeland’s paintings, that at a glance resembles works from the 50s, reveal a world in which cynical competition, sexual frustrations, strategic warfare and suppressed feelings lurk under the decorative surface. Shooting star Francine Spiegel lets her feverish nightmares run amok over the canvas with a death, rot and destruction trailing rights behind. Peter Sutherland’s poetic lens highlights sensitive nuances and tender colours in stark contrast to both Peter Beste’s razor sharp portraits of musical identities and Dash Snow’s slippery polaroids that clasp onto self-serving decadence and intriguing irony.
Sarah Braman’s strange sculptures balance on the ground and at the knife’s edge between genius and vexing, while they’re throwing pebbles in Joe Bradley’s minimal and provocative shoe, which in return kicks prejudiced hipsters in their hypocritical behinds. Hyped Agathe Snow from the 2000s empties a dustpan of art, shit and filth over traditions and superstition, while 80s cult hero Rammelzee unleashes his army of complex and gruff superheroes in a hierarchical world of catastrophes and doubtful redemption.
A common denominator for the city, the artists and the works is defiance against generalizations and predictability. And they are tangled together by connections that in some instances are straight as Broadway and in others are twisted as the alleys of Brooklyn. It races through time and dwells in the moment. Skips generation gaps and swoops under genre definitions. Pisses on narrow minds and gallantly opens the door for curiosity.
The New Yorkers is an ode to the thoughts that dare stand alone in both shade and sun, and at the same time also has the courage to open up and let inspiration flow freely. The exhibition is also a unique chance to experience a rare and sublime piece of New York in Copenhagen. The New Yorkers is curated by Mikkel Grønnebæk and Todd James. More Info:V1 Gallery
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- Agathe Snow
- Andy Dolan
- Aurel Schmidt
- Barbara Kruger
- bill mcmullen
- Brian DeGraw
- Brian Montuori
- Copenhagen art
- Dash Snow
- Daze
- Devin Flynn
- Doug James
- Erik Foss
- Erik Parker Timothy Walkiewicz
- Francine Spiegel
- Futura
- Greg Lamarche
- Jenny Holzer
- JOE BRADLEY
- John Copeland
- Jose Parla
- Katherine Bernhardt
- KAWS
- Kostas Seremetis
- Noah McDonough
- Peter Beste
- Peter Saul
- Peter Sutherland
- Rammellzee
- Richard Kern
- Ryan McGinness
- Ryan Wallace
- SARAH BRAMAN
- Stephen Powers
- Sue Kwon
- Takeshi Murata
- Todd James
- V1 Gallery
