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| Rarely has an individual artist’s name come so close to branding a medium. “Dale Chihuly” and “art glass,” it’s the art world equivalent of “Kleenex” and “tissue paper.” So, naturally, a Chihuly exhibition in L.A. isn’t just an exhibition but a festival. We get a survey of large scale architectural works (at Pepperdine), a new “garden of glass”, the Mille Fiori series (L.A. Louver), and a selection of elegant small scale works from the Baskets, Persians, Cylinders, and Seaforms series (Lloyd). Of course with Chihuly we aren’t just getting the work of the single master artist but a full scale workshop striving to invoke the artist’s vision. And what a sensuous, florid vision it is. Chihuly is one of those artists determined to prove the aesthetic worth of a once scorned material by figuratively transforming lead into gold. My, how he has succeeded. In the case of glass, that fragile substance, it meant spinning the most delicate forms possible, contradicting its public reputation. |
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With Chihuly, pushing the physical limits of glass turned out to be no simple act of defiance but an aesthetic Big Bang. The sheer volume of work encompassed in these three spaces, itself just a small corner of the artist’s oeuvre, conveys an immense and affirmative energy. This, in fact, is a direct reflection of the kind of energy that feeds and sustains Chihuly’s studio process, and which has long placed him in the central position that he occupies. Images and objects have been pouring out of this guy in a steady torrent since the 1960s. His modis operandi has long been established. A core inspiration strikes him, often in response to a visual encounter: Native American basketry, the similarity between plants and animals under the sea, a romanticized notion of Persian or Venetian culture and artifacts, a botanical garden. Rapidly done studies, executed from above dripping and squirting paint onto the floor in the classic Abstract Expressionist mode, allow him to play out various possibilities, and occasionally inspire a new category. Then he and his workshop staff go through a process of blowing, shaping, decorating one tryout piece after another until the series starts to establish itself. |
| As a series gradually gains identity and traction it becomes a staple, it becomes the source of both singular collectible type objects, and the source of innumerable modules that may be used in much larger objects and installations. Since initiating the first such series of Baskets (in 1977, the year following the loss of sight in his left eye due to a traffic accident), he generated at least ten major series over the next 15 years, at which point the installation groupings began to occupy the foreground. The Pepperdine exhibition brackets the chasm that lies between the paintings, with selections from the Reed series, and the crescendo of a massive Goldfrost and Clear with Amber Chandelier. The writhing auriferous Medusa creature floats in the air, alternately protecting and thrusting forth many ornamental pods, all of it glowing with the life and light of neon tubing planted within its armature. Keep in mind that literally hundreds of individually blown glass forms are assembled into the single grand effect, just as hundreds of discrete Persian units are subordinated into a cascading wall. |
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