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.

Saturday, August 2, 2014

Scott McFarland @ Regen Projects

There's something fun in the viewing about comparing images of the same place at different times, kind of like "can you find the hidden objects?" in a Highlights magazine (or I forget where now). Treasure hunts and puzzles are fun.  These two photos are of different times, but just how different? Black and white gives way to color, which seems to be the point in at least two or three different ways. One, the photo print itself has shifted quality and, therefore, form.  The subjects, of course, which perhaps points to the third, one of multiplicity in the present. Except for the assumed present, the color print shows a single person, absorbed in her moment, absorbed in the act of consumption.  In the black and white, there is no there. The bulk of both these are in reflection which thereby privileges a past, a historical one where it's hard not to start thinking about what has really changed in these moments, whether by seconds, days, or years. Whatever the case, as I already said, it's a fun game to play, to wonder about such things through such comparisons.