Jeffery Kipnis, in his frustrated
letter/essay Who’s Afraid of Gift-Wrapped
Kazoos? writes, “An essay or book can earn the undivided attention of the
reader for tens of hours, thus, the writer has ample time to unfold the
scholarship, the considered argument, the conjecture of the story, in complex
invention or in similar detail.” In his letter the audience attends the
exhibition only to “gossip”, “pontificate”, and “opine” as they “breeze through
it without the slightest interest in or even awareness of the sacrifice” made
by the curator. He presents this as a kind of generally understood reality of
the exhibition experience.
“I believe that the irreducible,
irreproducible effects, the pleasures, the powers, and the possibilities of an
exhibition actually obtain from its evanescence… I wanted something that
requires even a lighter touch than live theater, because I wanted to put king
and company and things all on stage as characters in an unscripted play, without them even knowing it; and to
score it with the silent soundtrack that only an exhibition produces. The
exhibition is the only kind of theater in which actor, audience, prop,
lighting, orchestra, even the stage itself are on stage all at the same time,
and none quite knows which role it plays when” (emphasis mine).
Kipnis points to an example of this
theater when describing Terry Riley’s lecture on museum architecture, “Making
it a point that, although he knows little about Hellenistic art and therefore
the actual merits of the sculpture, the melodramatic staging of the piece by
the architecture produces the inescapable effect of assuring him—and most
everyone else—that it is the most important of masterpieces.”
All of this posits an increasingly
decentralized role of the “art object itself” as an ideal experience of an
exhibition. All of this happens, too, without knowing and without being taught.
Kipnis warns his reader about the dangers of teaching, knowing, getting it,
while paradoxically admitting that neither of these things is a threat. He writes,
“Exhibitions don’t teach if for no
other reason than they don’t have time to.” Despite the warnings against
teaching, this assertion feels bleak. The most in-depth, dedicated, rewarding
engagement takes place for an audience when reading the aforementioned essays,
books, or other scholarship; and when paired strategically with a specific architecture.
What strategies can artists apply
to address the decentralization of the object within the bleak evanescent
exhibition experience? I intend this to be an open-ended question/proposal.
Neither is the question meant to be an indictment of the importance didactics
or architecture. The responsibility of engendering a productive art experience
lies in the hands of all the “actors”. In this essay, the curator succeeds when
being especially sensitive to, and exhibiting an amount (however small or large)
of control in setting this stage, its direction. For the artist it seems there
could be an equal amount of anticipation, control, and “virtuosity”, only repositioned
in the constellation of elements surrounding an exhibition and its “intention”.
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