One-Two Punch
Jump to 2018: the only “frame” at Framework Structures at Magenta Plains is the doorframe into the gallery — and even that feels like the potential next victim in their madcap take-down of not only the classical rectangular frame but of the entire concept of its ability to contain the disparate conceptual infinity inherent to art, the mind, and the reality that these exist within. It is best to start with the video series by Keren Cytter in the basement — each week is a different piece that plays on a loop — visual diaristic poems with repeated scenes like a pantoum, a hypnotic repetition that circles around a central idea that is, at its heart, drawn from the banalities of daily life.
Emerging into the gallery from this optical stupefaction becomes a journey proposed by the poetry of the video — Linnea Kniaz’s cone-like sculptures feel like haywire signals, urges, or clipart from the video below shot into the basement ceiling and up through the floor, and her shape paintings like the melted aftermath of the same witch’s brew stirred by Cytter’s lucid cyclical dance; Sara Magenheimer’s images on organza feel like mindstamp echoes on stretched out costume department steels; and Steel Stillman’s cozy, hazy snapshots the surveillance after-image of the life you leave behind when entering the unique headspace of an art gallery.
Consider Magenta Plains the reigning champion of the gut-punch to the fourth wall — what’s in store for round two? Take a gander until May 6th, 2018.
- Text by John Martin Tilley
- Images courtesy of Magenta Plains