Robert Smithson at the Whitney
Recently I visited the Robert Smithson exhibition at the Whitney. Smithson believed that art existed beyond the confines of the museum. His work covered a wide range: earthworks, sculpture, photography and film. His themes were the landscape, language, the monument and site specific artworks. He was fascinated by industrial landscapes. He was self-taught as an artist, although he did attend the Arts Students League. He loved to read - he had more than a thousand books in his library.
Like me, he had a love of travel and journeys in search of his artistic inspiration and settings. His writings tied together mythology, science. It wasn't so much his art that excited me about this exhibition but the torrent of ideas, and connections pursued, the traces of which he left behind in his journals and essays. Normally conceptual art leaves me unmoved, bored, cold, even insulted that the pure, rigorous discipline of seeking ever economies of visual description should have been replaced by such a pretentious impostor. But Robert's ideas electrified, made me think, opened inviting worlds. Poet/Philosopher/Artist he was a living testament that being an artist is a state of consciousness, a calling, a journey into the unknown, a "what if".
Here's his words on his most famous work, "The Spiral Jetty":
"Chemically speaking, our blood is analogous in composition to the primordial seas. Following the spiral steps we return to our origins, back to some pulpy protoplasm, a floating eye adrift in an antediluvian ocean. On the slopes of Rozel point I closed my eyes, and the sun burned crimson through the lids. I opened them and the Great Salt Lake was bleeding scarlet streaks. My sight was saturated by the color of red algae circulating in the heart of the lake, pumping into ruby currents. No they were veins and arteries sucking up obscure sediments. My eyes became combustion chambers, churning orbs of blood blazing by the light of the sun. All was enveloped in a flaming chromosphere."
At that place he had a vision of an immobile cyclone and "Spiral Jetty" was born. A counter clockwise spiral that took 600 tonnes of earth and rock and suggested new ways of looking at art. The "Spiral Jetty" has undergone many changes. In 1970 it went underwater and reemerged 20 years later. It's surface changed from black to white. It has become akin to a national monument. People who otherwise have never heard of Smithson, make the journey over forlorn, rough roads to stare in wonder at it's monumental strangeness. After all, what was he thinking. A giant spiral, in the middle of nowhere, connecting our ancient path with it's neighbor, the post-industrial jetty - his favorite preoccupation.
Photo © Estate of Robert Smithson.
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