dayoutlast is a record of my direct engagement with mostly contemporary art, mostly Los Angelean.

As this blog has evolved since its 2010 inception, so has my perspective. What I once perceived as central within the investigation was what was central, literally, within the photographic frame that I shared here. While still an important consideration, such thinking has also given way to more peripheral considerations, ones also accompanied occasionally by text (written manifestation of thought) and the oscillations between them. What's missing here are larger unknowns surrounding issues of presentation and representation; the amount of time and space it actually takes to accomplish such first-hand observations; and the quandaries between documentation and interpretation.

Despite my attempt to communicate here with image and text what is essential in some respect about the artwork, neither representation should ever be considered a substitution for the primary viewing experience. Of course, occasionally there are exceptions.

Most of the time, these posts are merely remnants---residual fragments---from my last day out.

Thursday, February 6, 2014

Scott Reeder @ 356 S. Mission Rd










































































The Scene: Each one of us at mission control. Like at a computer with multiple windows open. Sets. Vignettes. Central frame. Fragment. Mike Kelly. Amusement park. Inside/Outside. Costume change. Identity malleability. Confusion of object and space. Body dissolve. Figure/Ground relations between temporary installations and temporary spaces, between installations and paintings (color clues). Ephemeral being.   Pigment like pharmaceutical. Lab. Bass. Base. Relics and nature locked away. Representations all. Star Wars. Pre-School Shape sorter. Children's museum. Portals. Props for camera-happy viewers. Nautical nautilus. Bodies moving in artificial space. Aerobics. Detachment. Mickey Mouse Sleight of hand. Surface and innards. A painterly practice concerned with environment. Transitions. Pictures worth a thousand words, if not less. Head blown off. Fade to black. And cut...

Casting couch. The possibilities are endless.

The Abstract: Painting on canvas as an academic exercise like so many notes on a chalkboard, temporary, arbitrary, and of the moment.  Next scene...

Conclusion: Revenge of the Nerds: The Prequel
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