Review

Object lessons at Torrance
Art Museum’s ‘Another
Thing Coming’

Christopher Knight Contact Reporter

Torrance Art Museum checks in on status of object-sculpture in ‘Another Thing Coming,’
and it’s thriving

September 8, 2014

“Another Thing Coming: New Sculpture in L.A.” is the kind of exhibition more
museums should do, and more often. It checks in on the status of a misplaced
but provocative artistic thread, providing a welcome update.
Nine years ago, the UCLA Hammer Museum made waves with “Thing,” a
survey of 20 younger, L.A.-based artists. The show chronicled a return to
prominence of object-sculpture — an artistic category that had taken a back
seat to installation-oriented sculpture, video, photography and even painting
since the 1970s.
“Thing” surveyed a new generation of artists, most barely born when art
historian Rosalind Krauss wrote “Sculpture in the Expanded Field.” That

widely influential 1979 essay charted the general demise of traditional object-
sculpture in favor of Land art, photo-documentation of performance events,

video and perceptual environments, installation-oriented sculpture and other
“almost infinitely malleable” interpretations of what had hitherto been
conceived as discrete items made of stone, metal, clay or wood and existing in
static space.
As three-dimensional form approached the condition of architecture and
landscape art, it became an agent for exploring physical, social and
psychological space. Goodbye, Henry Moore; hello, Robert Smithson.
The Hammer’s “Thing” used the more alien-sounding synonym for “object” as
its title. Encountering a gallery full of “things” subtly suggested how strange
this recent proliferation of sculpture seemed to be.
Of course, it wasn’t entirely so. Object sculptures by artists as diverse as Joel
Shapiro, Liz Larner and even Jeff Koons were not exactly obscure. Yet the new
proliferation was nonetheless surprising. The exhibition packed a wallop.
The Torrance Art Museum’s “Another Thing Coming” shows that, a decade
later, object-sculpture is alive and well. If it doesn’t have the punch of the
Hammer show, that’s probably because it lacks the earlier outing’s element of
discovery and surprise. Instead, guest curators Jason Ramos and Megan

Sallabedra take satisfying note of a continuing evolution in the work of 14
artists.
At least two recurrent themes turn up. One is a consideration of traditional
crafts in relation to sculpture. The other is an emphasis on hybridity instead of
purity. Both are often encountered in a single work.
Emblematic is Shiva Aliabadi’s “Spindle.” Lengths of white yarn dipped in
blue, black and orange pigments are suspended from ordinary spinning wheel
rods that are stuck into a wall. The yarn trails all the way to the floor, where
small puddles of migrating color are formed. Like a painting in the midst of

unraveling into its component parts, “Spindle” is also part sculptural wall-
relief, part traditional weaving.

The use of glazed clay by Mary Hill and Christopher Miles — the former to pile
sexually suggestive bananas and melons on a broken phallic obelisk, the latter
to fashion crypto-mechanical floral creatures — extols the handmade virtues

of ceramics, sculpture’s oldest manifestation, to ruminate on distinctly up-to-
date questions. (Miles, perhaps not incidentally, was a co-curator of the

Hammer’s “Thing.”) In “Psychic Grotto V,” a lumpen little cave of hand-
formed strips of muddy brown and dark green clay, Anna Sew Hoy fashions a

grim little model for an anti-Romantic hideaway from modern life.
Woodworking is at the core of Joshua Callaghan’s altered doors, one of which
has been cut into pieces and reconfigured with brass hinges so it seems to be
kneeling in a viewer’s presence. The word “Office” is still evident on the front
of this salvaged door, its supplicant posture confounding official expectations
of artistic authority.
Hobby-craft is likewise essential to “Less Paul,” an exquisite doppelganger of a
1957 Gibson guitar lovingly made from ordinary laminated plywood and
crummy medium-density fiberboard. There would have been no wild rock ‘n’
roll as we know it without the original instrument, but a half-century later the
solicitous version by sculptor Andrew Lewicki poetically memorializes rather
than incites. (Commemoration is just about as traditional a function as
sculpture has.) Even the layers of plywood exposed on his sculpture’s slightly

curved surface recall the rings of an ancient tree, counting the passage into
history of long-gone eras.
Picasso’s famous 1912 “Guitar,” assembled from bits of cardboard, paper, wire
and string, launched a revolution in Modern sculpture. Lewicki’s guitar is a
postmodern homage.
Sometimes the craft emphasis feels rather wan, as in Ashley Landrum’s
merger of Minimalist geometry within honeycomb paper in several tabletop
works. The commercial and industrial forms of Minimalist sculpture have
always been seen as embodying a rhetoric of masculine power, but merely
tamping it down with something fragile is not convincing.
The hybrid nature of many of such works, where different traditions collide or
merge, gets an occasional boost from wacky Surrealist juxtapositions. A
menacing bald head resting atop a geometric plinth is ingesting (or perhaps
spewing) a cluster of eyeballs in Tanya Batura’s occultist work, one of the few
frankly figurative sculptures here. More often the human figure is an absent
reference, as in the prop-like objects shown on stage-like platforms by
Torbjorn Vejvi; they await our imaginative use.
Hooks in the shape of bent human fingers probe the space around a chunk of
burled birch in a creepy-funny wall-work by Eve Wood. A sign-like monolith
devoid of useful information is encased in white gypsum by Michelle Carla
Handel, as if a ubiquitous pop culture artifact were a reverent cast of a
classical sculpture.
Shirley Tse gives the old ball and chain a run for its money, using the
surprising vehicle of a chamber concert. She has draped three music stands
with chain-link that connects seemingly random small spheres strewn about
the floor — notes in a musical score made weirdly physical. Composed of
stone, moss, wire, plastic toys, firearm shell-casings and more, the linked
spheres are like episodic fragments of life orchestrated into an inescapably
cryptic whole.
In “Another Thing,” shades of “Thing” are most evident in Noah Thomas’
sculptures. Handmade forms are integrated into the limbs and branches of

fallen trees in works loosely reminiscent of sculptures by Krysten Cunningham
and Lara Schnitger from the earlier show. But Thomas takes off into his own
peculiar dimension by inserting tiny electric fans within the tree limbs,
turning a sculpture suspended from the ceiling into a cross between a Calder
mobile and a military hovercraft.
Perhaps the simplest yet most evocative works are a beautiful pair of hybrid
wall reliefs by Marco Rios. Wooden picture frames hold empty picture mats
swathed in blood-red silk. Passion, danger, violence and pomp are encoded in
the crimson color.
Yet, sorrow engulfs it: Rios has glazed the works behind glass that swells into a
drooping, bulbous, teardrop shape, bending light and distorting reflections
inside the empty picture frames. “No ideas but in another thing,” to
bowdlerize the poet William Carlos Williams, who hovers in the conceptual
background of Rios’ marvelously materialized veil of tears.
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‘Another Thing Coming: New Sculpture in L.A.’
Where: Torrance Art Museum, 3320 Civic Center Drive, Torrance
When: Through Oct. 18. Closed Sunday and Monday
Info: (310) 618-6388, http://www.torranceartmuseum.com