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Lucid Dreaming
Material Vision
by Beth Elaine Wilson

Ever since the Renaissance, when the concept of art
was redefined from mere manual craft (as it had been understood throughout
the Middle Ages) to something that involved the manipulation of various
materials-paint, marble, wood, etc.-guided by a significantly intellectual
design, art's center of gravity has been pulled this way and that by the
contradictory demands of its fundamentally hybrid constitution. The confluence
of the physical and the intellectual is at times as much a clash as it
is a union.
In the past century or so, artists have presented a number of different
ways to negotiate this intractable demand, from the invention of purely
conceptual art (Marcel Duchamp) to the brute physicality of some Minimalist
art (Richard Serra, Carl Andre). And yet the conceptual work still demanded
some physical trace in order to exhibit the ideas, while the Minimalist
work becomes equally "heady" the more one tries to articulate
the meaning of all that material. And contrary to the self-abnegating
attitude that seems to have been systematically instilled in a substantial
portion of the population regarding "art" and the individual's
ability to make meaningful judgments about it, the truth of the matter
is that once the artist puts his or her work out there, the ball is metaphorically
in the viewer's court, to be understood on whatever terms he or she brings
to the work.
Michael Pilon's show of sculpture that opened on September 28 at Collaborative
Concepts in Beacon makes manifest the wonderful set of contradictions
involved in the intersections of thought and material, and of artist/self
and viewer/other. Pilon is a down-to-earth sort of guy who you could easily
imagine downing a few beers with after work. In fact, the work itself-constructed
from loose bits of industrial detritus, from sections of I-beams to metal
cables, rubber equipment treads, rusted wire screens, and whatever else
might be salvaged from an abandoned factory-shares this deceptively coarse
exterior. Out of these rough materials, Pilon creates a spontaneous play
of form, the sort of recognizably organized assemblage of elements that
the philosopher Immanuel Kant identified as art's "purposiveness
without purpose"-the idea that beautiful things, in their essence,
seem to be there for a discernible reason, but without any direct practical
purpose.
From Pilon's perspective, these impressive welded assemblages are really
just an accretion, the residue of a very extended process. He begins by
"going scrapping"-surreptitiously gaining access to burned out
or abandoned factories, warehouses, and related industrial structures,
and walking out with whatever interesting bits and (sometimes large) pieces
he can carry. He gets a feeling of heightened awareness from the combination
of the risk of being caught trespassing and the potential physical hazards
of spending time in sometimes structurally unsound spaces, an odd sort
of high, which is then invested in the individual pieces of scrap that
he finds. "This stuff is like gold to me," he confided to me
in an excited tone, his eyes lit up from within. These solitary missions
are less about finding raw materials for sculpture than they are about
bringing the artist in contact with his own soul.
On one of these scrapping excursions, Pilon recalls roving through an
abandoned warehouse full of junk; at one point he noticed in one corner
of the place that the debris seemed organized into more recognizable shapes
with real world references-a makeshift bed, a coffee stand, a stool-and
suddenly realized that he'd intruded into the living quarters of a vagrant,
who then appeared out of the shadows. Startled, he backed off, apologizing,
and left the premises, a bit shaken but deeply intrigued with the whole
experience. It's this sort of existential sensibility that informs the
work, each piece of metal invested with the character of the specific
moment of its retrieval, and haunted by its now anonymous previous use.
Back in the studio, Pilon kicks the stuff around the floor, juxtaposes
the pieces against one another, and intuitively assembles them in a process
that for him is never definitively finished. In the show at Collaborative
Concepts, the larger "complete" assemblages are in fact sort
of framed by a number of individual pieces of scrap (or "fragments"
as Pilon calls them) lying randomly on the floor, each of which could
conceivably be incorporated at some future time into one of the larger
works.
The rawness of these new works is something new for Pilon. A former long-term
employee of Tallix Foundry in Beacon, he used the equipment and scrap
materials available to him there to construct deeply competent, abstract
welded sculptures that he then patinated, giving them a homogenous, authoritative
finish. Now the preparator at Bard's Center for Curatorial Studies museum,
he has (partly by necessity) allowed the prosaic materials to maintain
their individual presence in the work, including elements of color such
as the dull industrial orange paint on the I-beams or the spotted rust
on pieces of iron. The resulting heterogeneity preserves something of
the history of the individual elements, and highlights the open-ended
process of the sculpture's creation. That these frankly industrial works
thus speak on a surprisingly spiritual level is entirely the product of
the artist's insight. His confrontation with the detritus of industrial
society, presented in the converted industrial space at Collaborative
Concepts, carries with it something of the monstrous spiritual force of
cannibalism, updated for the information age. All that is required to
"get it" is a little open-mindedness, and the willingness to
both embrace and move past the literalness of the materials. It's a trip
well worth taking.
The fall fundraising season is now in full swing. Both Time and Space
Limited in Hudson and the Center for Photography at Woodstock are conducting
auctions of work to support their respective programs, and I strongly
encourage everyone with excess available funds to participate by making
a bid. The TSL silent auction, currently showcased in its gallery, features
an impressive lineup of 37 artists curated by John Davis (many of them
previously represented by him at the late, lamented Davis + Hall Gallery).
The works can also be viewed (and bids placed) online at www.timeandspace.org/art_auction.htm
until the Fall Supper benefit and the conclusion of the auction on October
19. You can view some of the many 19th and 20th-century photos that will
be available in CPW's live auction on display in its galleries in Woodstock,
on view until the day of the sale, October 12. A catalogue of all the
prints (actually an extended issue of the Center's signature Photography
Quarterly) is available for $17, and also serves as admission to the sale.
"Beyond Matter and Tactics: Sculpture by Michael
Pilon" through November 2 at Collaborative Concepts, 348 Main Street,
Beacon. 838-1516.
Time & Space Limited Fall Silent Art Auction,
works on view through October 18 at the gallery at TSL, 434 Columbia Street,
Hudson. (518) 822-8448 or www.timeandspace.org.
Center for Photography at Woodstock 24th Annual Benefit
Auction, prints on view through October 12 at CPW, 59 Tinker Street, Woodstock.
679-9957 or www.cpw.org.
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