Stepped up the curb and on beyond the doors of the SculptureCenter, which is housed in an expanded old trolley repair shop in Long Island City, Queens, and I saw an art show called Puddle, pothole, portal, which is thickly about childhood entertainment in the United S of America and, ergo, paradox, poop jokes, and since it’s art, a didactic treatment of the comic impulse as a socioeconomic response to the ever-changing/ever-malfunctioning of technologies, bodies, systems, selves—and if the latter sounds somewhat trite, it’s intended to, buddy, since everyone and all things do in fact just grow in discrete and sometimes secret ways until their ultimate undoing, a fact which is totally sad but sorta funny, it being both the spring and the void, etc.
The show’s officiated text explicated the big points of departure for the show’s curators Ruba Katrib and artist Camille Henrot, and includes 1. Saul Steinberg, longtime cartoonist for The New Yorker and self-described “writer who draws,” 2. The 1988 film “Who Framed Roger Rabbit”, and 3. The emergence and content of cartoons in the early 20th century and their reflection of, and disruptive impacts upon, those media/entertainment complexes structural and cultural, personal, and political.
[Published on November 1, 2014 in the Miami Rail. Read the rest here.]