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waiting room – works from future | july 2- july 27, 2004
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"Witty show mixes politics,
buffoonery" National Post | The Big Picture | July 10, 2004 by Catherine Osborne |
Globe and Mail | "Great-looking witticisms" | Saturday, July 17, 2004 | Page R13 |
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Blue Republic is a two-person art collective --
though it sometimes collaborates with other culture-workers
as well -- that generates objects and installations seen
throughout the world. Although Blue Republic is a Toronto-based duo (Anna Passakas and Radoslaw Kudlinski), a glance at the couple's list of exhibitions and projects lends some idea of the scope of their activities and energies: There have been recent exhibitions in Germany, France, Italy, Poland, Brazil and Cambodia, as well as in Montreal and Toronto. Their current exhibition, now at Toronto's Peak Gallery, is called Waiting Room --Works from Future (not "the" future as you might expect, but something evidently larger than that). It consists of a number of discrete objects, constructions and installations, some of which are simple and bounded and witty -- such as Get to the Point, a stack of newspapers with |
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into the hole is like looking down at a distant vanishing
point (read yourself to oblivion) -- while others are elaborately
multivalenced, such as their madly beautiful, sweetly nihilistic
Shredded Studio, a muster of cardboard boxes holding the
shredded, pulverized, powdered, granulated remains of their
studio (where do they work now?) and everything in it (wallboard,
drafting table, furniture, clay pots -- everything). Formally speaking, everything Blue Republic makes (or assembles) looks great. Unlike other artists who use castoffs and ready-mades in their work, their pieces are invariably handsome -- often stirringly so. Furthermore, and most importantly, Blue Republic has a deft way with metaphor and, by extension, the generation of political ideas (though they might well deny the primacy, in their work, of their politicizing). Their Cambodia, for example, is simply a bag of plaster with two sandal-like thongs attached. The result is a heavy, stolid, entirely unworkable piece of footwear. A dispiriting emblem for the (perhaps) endless difficulty of rebuilding a nation? Their ladder (from a body of work called Beautiful Infections) is an ordinary metal stepladder that has somehow become encrusted with colonies of Lego pieces, in the same way as if it had been in the sea and come up covered with barnacles. Ladders are invariably emblems of ascension and aspiration (one goes up a ladder; one scarcely ever thinks about coming down again). This accretion of Lego bits, however, compromises the ladder's function. Even though they might represent hobbyism and constructive play, the Lego elements nevertheless subtract something important from the ladder's ability to help us with our upward mobility. The pretty little Lego chunks start, therefore, to look threatening, sinister -- an infestation rather than a preoccupation. And this seems to be the way Blue Republic proceeds: from fugitive wit to meaningful meditation, from junk to junket, from mess to mission, from one-liner to epic discourse. $50 -- $9,000. Until July 27, 23 Morrow Ave., Toronto; 416-537-8108. |
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| Toronto Star | It's showtime on
Morrow Ave. | Thursday, July22, 2004 by Peter Goddard |
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It's showtime on Morrow Ave. Then there's Morrow Ave. Being so near The Junction, where Dundas St. meets Bloor St. W.,
Morrow Ave. — a truncated two-block street running north
of Dundas past a cozy sports bar and a lumber mill — is
in an area that feels more alive than any other part of downtown. Everything goes to extremes here. You can find little old ladies
worrying about their tomato plants in their backyards. You can
also find your car missing. |
"Waiting Room — Works From Future," to give this knockout exhibition mostly of ready-mades its full name, works superbly in the here and now. Wonderfully original, it provides you with the delicious sensation of having clicked your imagination into fast-forward, letting you pick up instantly on its many contradictions, all its fun and war games. Nothing actually moves here, particularly Cambodia (2004), a single heavy sack of plaster with a pair of sandals attached, a sign of poverty strapped to political and economic stasis. Yet here's the strange part: Everything feels high-speed, particularly Shredded Studio (2004), a corner filled with the neatly boxed bits and pieces of everything originally in the artists' studio — including the furniture. With other shows you get a lot of "beginning of the end" stuff. With "Waiting Room" you get the end of the beginning right off. There is no waiting, that's the electric joke carried through the entire exhibition. Ready-mades ask for recollection and re-examination. Look this is a rabbit — or is it a duck? (2004) from Alterations, reflects the long and honourable history of the ready-made as the Blue Republic vamp on Bicycle Wheel (1913), by the king of ready-mades, Marcel Duchamp. But Blue Republic wants its ready-mades to function less as reconsidered objects and more as retooled ideas. For all the stuff collected here, this remains an ideologically driven exhibition Blue Republic — even the collective's name is terrific — is in fact a pair of Toronto-based Polish-born artists, Anna Passakas and Radoslaw Kudlinski, who've shown internationally by thinking geopolitically. Two vibrantly blue photographs make up a wall-wide main piece, Middle Eastern League: Israel vs. Palestine, 0:0. Each images features two rows of square-cut apple cores arranged the way soccer squads get their official team photo taken. The message is clear:
Israel and Palestine may be fighting to a draw in the Garden of
Eden but Blue Republic says, "Bite me." At the Olga Korper Gallery, a lot of the action in recent weeks has been on the phone. Ever since Korper made a modest investment in a building just off the Queen St. W. area, rumours have been flying that she's moving out of Morrow Ave. "Nuts," says Korper (or something like that) while claiming she won't be leaving until she croaks, "probably talking to someone on the phone." $50- $9,000. closes July 27, 23 Morrow Ave., Toronto; 416-537-8108. |
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