Michael Lundgren takes a nice pic. His silver-gel landscapes offer unadorned depictions of our lovely, denuded desert. Odds are, youll like em.
So God forbid the works should be allowed to speak for themselves. No, their meanings must be spelled out, tediously, in terms you have no hope of understanding. Well, were taking a stand, right here, right now, against artspeak and its unholy offspring, the artist statement. To wit, an excerpt from Lundgrens personal manifesto: [The] images are an atavistic contemplation of the origin, drawing out the mythological potential of the desert. The landscape is only discernible because of the presence of what is fundamentally absent. Myth and metaphor remain unfixed, open.
Say freakin what?!
Tuesdays-Saturdays. Starts: April 3. Continues through May 3, 2008