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Ten thoughts on the new St. Louis Chipperfield

The Saint Louis Art Museum opens its new David Chipperfield-designed wing next month. The addition provides the museum with 30 percent more gallery space than it has now, 21 new galleries in all, including new galleries for special exhibitions. (The museum’s former special exhibitions space has been converted into European painting, sculpture and works on paper galleries.)

With the exception of one antiquities gallery that serves as one of the bridges from SLAM’s 1904 Cass Gilbert masterpiece into the Chipperfield, all of the new art spaces have been installed with modern and contemporary art. Construction of the new wing cost $130 million. As part of the campaign for the building, the museum raised $32 million for its endowment, raising its endowment total to $127 million. (The museum’s most significant source of funding is Saint Louis city and county taxpayers, who fund the museum through a regional property tax.)

So how is it? I previewed the building and the installations last week. Some thoughts (with one nota bene: over the years I’ve noticed that links to SLAM’s collection are notably fugitive, so here’s hoping…):

1.) Viewed from almost anywhere in Forest Park, the grand city park in which the museum is sited, the building is decidedly unobtrusive and low-profile. Heck, from many popular parts of the park, such as the Grand Basin or along Lagoon Drive, it’s invisible.  The building is almost as unnoticeable when you’re standing right in front of it. That’s the right design decision: The front and rear exterior facades of Gilbert’s original building (below left) are among his best work, and among the most awesome museum facades in America. Nothing Chipperfield could have done could have successfully competed with them. So he didn’t. (Forest Park factoid: It’s 50 percent bigger than New York’s Central Park.)

2.) Visitors may enter the museum the traditional way, through the Gilbert, or in two new ways: Through a just-built parking garage under the Chipperfield addition or through the front door of the Chipperfield. The museum expects the three entrances to receive roughly equal use. Visitors entering the Chipperfield will see a modest, low-slung desk which will provide information and ticketing for special exhibitions. The museum’s opening exhibition is of German contemporary art from the museum’s outstanding collection (SLAM is second only to MoMA in the U.S. in collecting German contemporary). SLAM is a free museum, by opening with an exhibition from its own collection, even the special exhibition galleries will be free. Upon entering the Chipperfield visitors will immediately see art: If they come up a set of stairs from the parking garage, they’ll be greeted by this Georg Baselitz. Visitors entering from the park will be greeted by an El Anatsui on the right and a David Smith and a Richard Diebenkorn on the left.

3.) What visitors will not see is a football-field-sized party-rentals space anywhere in the Chipperfield. SLAM has bucked — and hopefully begun the end of — the trend of museums expanding in part to build massive voids that they may lease out for events. (Spaces for this purpose at the Art Institute of Chicago and at the Virginia Museum of Fine Arts in Richmond damaged those expansions by cleaving the new galleries from the long-time galleries, that is,  from the whole of the museum. Cleveland has done it too, but I haven’t seen that one yet.) St. Louis deserves significant credit for prioritizing the experience of art over party-rentals.

4.) The museum’s new galleries are exceptional and vary widely in size. There is no obvious route through them. The architectural detailing is impressive (I’m not sure I found a single spot where the floating walls in the gallery ever touched the ground) and the light is terrific. Forest Park is visible from many places in the galleries, peek-a-boos that recall the way Yoshio Taniguchi let New York into his building for the Museum of Modern Art. The light in the collection galleries is filtered through square concrete vaults, which soften it and which seem to spread it evenly throughout spaces. Sound-dampening material, embedded in the gallery walls, leaves the spaces unusually (and blissfully) quiet.

5.) The high quality of Saint Louis’ collection of modern art is well-known, but because of a lack of significant space for contemporary art, those holdings are less well-known. The new wing will change that. The museum has stuffed all 21 galleries with contemporary art (a couple of galleries feature pre-Vietnam art from Mark Rothko, Jackson Pollock, Franz Kline and the like). [Image: Jackson Pollock, Number 3, 1950, 1950.]

6.) Starting with the first painting in the contemporary collection galleries, this terrific 2006 Julie Mehretu (below), the initial installation is chock full of great art. Listing particularly strong works would require a near-recitation of the entire hang, but my favorite moments included seeing this substantial Richard Long in natural light, arguably the first great large Frank Stella, a wonderful sight-line from a wonderful Sam Francis to this 1994 Christopher Wool, a two-Philip Guston wall that provides a rare opportunity to compare a black-and-white abstraction to a colorful one, And I loved seeing this Jane Fonda painting by the underrated Mel Ramos.

7.) And the Germans! As I noted above, SLAM is opening the Chipperfield with its seven special exhibition galleries hung with highlights from its collection of contemporary German art, from Polke to Beuys to Bechers to von Heyl. The installation includes what might be the two best Richters in America, Betty and the 1989  November, December, January triptych, which may be Richter’s most significant squeegee paintings. (Chicago might have a case to make.) The museum has particularly strong examples of Penck, Baselitz, Kiefer and Lüpertz. [Image: Julie Mehretu, Grey Space (distractor), 2006.]

8.) As in any initial installation, there are a few missteps: Numerous artworks that should be placed on the gallery floor, such as a Larry Bell and this Anne Truitt, are sited on platforms. Seeing a sassy Duane Hanson removed from the gallery floor is to not see a Duane Hanson at all. The museum’s intent is obviously to protect the artworks, but the result neuters the art and defies the artists’ intents. For example, at six feet tall, the Truitt is scaled to the human body. Putting it on a plinth destroys that relationship, and with it much of the power of the work. In another gallery, curators effectively bisected this 1969 Donald Judd by installing it on top of a long floor vent.

9.) One artwork should generate headlines and buzz: SLAM has installed Richard Serra’s fragile masterpiece 1968 untitled cast rubber sculpture. It is an enormously powerful piece, a mixture of power and delicacy in orange.  (It is one of the many, many great Serras in St. Louis, America’s best city for Serra.) The rest of the artworks in the gallery — including strong work by Lynda Benglis and Bruce Nauman — are rendered invisible by its gravity. I believe that the piece has only been installed one other time since the early 1970s, in 2003.

9a.) Interesting: A wall-sized Leonard Drew, installed in the gallery next to the Serra and visible from a sightline that includes the Serra, stands up to it pretty well. [Image: Gerhard Richter, Betty, 1988.]

10.) Part of the success of curators Simon Kelly and Tricia Paik’s initial installation is that it suggests that SLAM under-built. On opening day, the Chipperfield will be stuffed to bursting with SLAM’s collection, and in a few months one-third of these galleries will be given over to special exhibitions. With the exception of a couple of weak Kenneth Nolands (they droop in the presence of marvelous the Ellsworth Kelly, Stella, Morris Louis and Judd with which they share a gallery) and an inert Helen Frankenthaler, there’s no filler here. In a few months, about one-third of this art will move into storage. (And, of course, the museum continues to collect.)

I don’t know if SLAM suffered from a failure of imagination, timidity or from something else. Certainly credit the museum for building within its means and for raising what seems to be enough new endowment (and adding a new revenue generator: the garage) to cover increased operating costs.

But still: While what’s here is very good, it seems a step rather than a culmination. The museum’s fundraising goal was a relatively modest $145 million. It raised $160 million. (Kansas City, a metropolitan area smaller and significantly less wealthy than Saint Louis, raised $370 million in its last capital campaign.) Ironically, the initial installation of the Chipperfield is of such high quality that it argues SLAM should have been significantly more ambitious. Hopefully the new building and the great art within it will motivate the museum in that direction.

The sad, unnecessary situations at MOCA, Indy

The implicit contract amongst the board of a non-profit institution, its staff and its community goes something like this: If the staff does a good job, the community will embrace the staff’s work and the board will support it at a level that allows it to continue to do good work. It’s a triangular feedback loop that has worked well for art museums, which are, happily, overwhelmingly well-run. Art museums collect and preserve our visual and cultural heritage, generate scholarship, provide more education than any other organizations except schools, and expose Americans to peoples and ideas that would otherwise be outside their experience.

But somehow that traditional, tripartite system has broken down in Los Angeles and Indianapolis, where boards have failed to support widely respected institutions. In Los Angeles, the Museum of Contemporary Art is in its fifth year of crisis. Last week the Los Angeles Times reported that in addition to merger talks with the University of Southern California, MOCA’s board has initiated similar discussions with the Los Angeles County Museum of Art. Until the directorship of Jeffrey Deitch, MOCA had been America’s most admired and copied contemporary art museum. By bringing traditional art historical rigor to today’s art, MOCA set a standard that every significant contemporary art museum in the U.S. has followed. Many in Europe have too: Two of the continent’s top modern and contemporary art museums — Amsterdam’s Stedelijk and Cologne’s Ludwig — are run by former MOCA curators.

In Indianapolis, IMA director Charles Venable announced last week that the IMA was laying off 21 people, 11 percent of the museum’s staff, and that it was eliminating 29 jobs in all. (The Walker Art Center also recently announced a much smaller round of layoffs.) Under Max Anderson, Venable’s predecessor, the IMA had emerged as one of America’s top-performing art museums. The IMA’s digital initiatives, such as its transparency-providing Dashboard, its video service ArtBabble and its open-information deaccessioning policy, set new standards for the field. Under Anderson the IMA became free, providing everyone in Indiana with the same access to the art the museum held in trust for them. The IMA also spearheaded the United States presentation at the 2011 Venice Biennale and, at a time when too many Americans rushed to demonize Islam, the IMA presented a significant exhibition of Islamic art. When Anderson left the IMA, the museum was a national model.

The MOCA and IMA situations would appear to be as different as can be: Indianapolis is a fraction of Los Angeles’ size. MOCA is a contemporary art museum and the IMA is an encyclopedic institution (though via projects such as its new 100 Acres sculpture park, it has demonstrated better than most of its peer institutions how an encyclopedic museum can put contemporary art its heart.) MOCA has an international board of billionaire contemporary art scenesters, the IMA’s governors are almost entirely Indianans. But the two boards share one thing in common: They have allowed the implicit contract between staff, board and community to fail. MOCA’s board has been leading poorly for more than half a decade. Now the IMA’s board has joined them. [Image: Los Carpinteros, Free Basket, 2010. Collection of the Indianapolis Museum of Art.]

MOCA’s situation and the unwillingness of its board to support the museum is long-chronicled, most recently by Christopher Knight on the front page of Saturday’s Los Angeles Times. The Indianapolis Star is no Los Angeles Times, so the Indy situation is less clear. Let’s focus there.

As with MOCA, the IMA story is about not just the board, but about how the board is allowing a director to lead. In the Star, Venable recently claimed that the IMA cannot afford its current level of services and that he needs to cut around $2 million from the museum’s budget, roughly 10 percent of expenditures. He told the paper that the core of the alleged problem is that the museum is drawing down about six percent of its endowment this year. Venable considers this is an unacceptably high figure, not just in terms of draw, but in another, more novel way. [Image: Edouard Vuillard, The Seamstress, 1893. Collection of the Indianapolis Museum of Art.]

“In my opinion, endowments ideally should not be used to support more than 50 percent of operations as a rule with the other half being supported through donations and earned revenue,” Venable said. In over a decade of covering the non-profit sector and in years of working for non-profits before that, I’ve never heard of any remotely similar formulation or management theory. Nor could I find one when I looked.

How much should an art museum draw from its endowment each year? There is no industry-standard figure. Under rules put forth by the Internal Revenue Service, each year private foundations must make eligible charitable expenditures that equal or exceed five percent of their endowments. (The IRS rule also details what counts toward that figure and how it may be calculated, but that’s a little beyond where we need to go here.) Art museums are not private foundations. They may, if they choose to, spend far less than five percent of their endowment per year. Or far more. But for better or worse, art museums and other non-profit institutions have taken the IRS’ ‘five percent rule’ for foundations as a guideline.

According to Venable, the IMA is exceeding that figure by about one percentage point. Venable seems to have presented this percentage point to the Star as an irresponsible expense that will damage the institution if it is not controlled. Is six percent on the high end of the average art museum endowment draw? No data is available, but based on years of conversations with museum directors, I’d say yes. But is it irresponsibly or dangerously high, a level of spending that will damage the institution? Certainly not. It’s within the realm of reasonable. However, the Star accepted Venable’s analysis and wrote that the museum is “struggling.” But is that really true?

No, and it’s not even close. The IMA is an exceptionally well-endowed institution. As of last June, the IMA’s endowment stood at $326 million. (With the Dow Jones Industrial Average up 12.1 percent and the S&P 500 up 14.2 percent since the IMA last reported its endowment total, today that figure is likely substantially higher.) While there is no available accumulated set of data that ranks current art museum endowments, the IMA’s endowment is likely within the top 15 in the country. [Image: Rembrandt, Self-Portrait, about 1629. Collection of the Indianapolis Museum of Art.]

According to the Star, just over $200 million of the IMA’s endowment is available for operating expenses. So when Venable talks about an alleged need to cut $2 million from the IMA’s expenditures, the math is pretty obvious: $2 million equals almost exactly one percent of eligible endowment draw. Venable’s decision to axe staff and to reduce the IMA’s mission-delivery capability stems from a false imperative to reduce endowment draw — and at a time of fast-rising financial markets, too — and a novel formulation of from where a charity’s revenues should come.

(Especially galling: Just as Venable decided that he needed to cut $2 million, $1.7 million of which will come in staff cuts, he admitted to spending about $1 million to launch a show of art rented from the Baltimore Museum of Art, effectively sending money raised and earned in Indiana not into the IMA coffers, but to Maryland.)

This brings us to the choice made by Venable’s bosses, the decision to either instigate or allow devastating cuts to staff and mission fulfillment. The IMA board is doing its best MOCA impersonation: Instead of increasing giving as part of a considered medium-range effort to reduce its endowment draw — for this is how such reductions typically work — the IMA board chose to fire staff and to lessen the IMA’s ability to serve its community. Instead of building on the generosity of the past donors who built the IMA’s endowment and MOCA’s collection, their current boards are content to coast on the wealth of the past. Instead, they should be giving so as to enable their museums’ present and ensuring its future. That’s both flinty and an abdication of responsibility to staffs and previous donors who have helped make the two museums respected national leaders. [Image: JMW Turner, The Fifth Plague of Europe, 1800. Collection of the Indianapolis Museum of Art.]

Even worse: Two days after the IMA and its board mandated austerity, the Dow Jones hit an all-time high. Apparently Rep. Paul Ryan’s America lives on the IMA and MOCA boards.

The decimation of MOCA’s capabilities has been well-chronicled. The cuts made by Venable and his board are already degrading the IMA’s ability to fulfill its mission: The IMA laid off its director of publications, which portends poorly for the IMA’s ability to produce scholarship, particularly on its many excellent collections. Last night the museum’s librarian sent an email to IMA staff outlining cuts in library services: The IMA’s library will no longer provide open access to the public. It is also cutting its hours and will be open only six hours a day. The museum has signaled that further cuts are coming to the curatorial and conservation departments. Those cuts will be especially self-defeating as those are two of the museum departments most able to attract substantial grants from regional and national donors and foundations.

There’s an additional unsavory edge to Venable’s early IMA tenure. It’s clear from my conversation with journalists, present and former IMA staff and others involved in the arts in Indiana that someone or someones have initiated a whisper campaign portraying the museum’s previous leadership as irresponsible, profligate spenders, the kind of people that Indianapolis just couldn’t afford. Heck, the whisper campaign has continued, this place just doesn’t need to provide for its community the way museums in Minneapolis or Kansas City do, let alone museums in Los Angeles or in that place Anderson came from, New York!

On many levels, poppycock. The IMA is immensely popular in its community: In terms of population, the Indy metropolitan area ranks No. 33 in the U.S. It is not a city that draws a significant number of tourists. Yet according to the most recent available survey data from the Association of Art Museum Directors, with over 400,000 visitors per year the IMA ranks No. 19 in museum attendance, ahead of better known museums such as the Frick Collection and the Cleveland Museum of Art. The community has clearly embraced the staff’s work. [Image: John Marin, Hurricane, 1944. Collection of the Indianapolis Museum of Art.]

Venable himself fed the Star some data that allegedly pointed to Anderson’s irresponsible ways: Venable claimed that only 7,000 people visited a recent IMA exhibition of Islamic art. Yesterday, Anderson took to his Facebook page to reveal that figure as false: According to Anderson, 20,000 people visited the exhibition, and on a cost-per-visitor basis the show was not exceptional. Sniping at the previous museum director and presenting misleading data about his programming is small. The IMA board and director should be trying to build on the successes I detailed above, not explaining them away. (The exchange is revealing in another way: Anderson’s IMA was focused on being a museum that was engaged with world culture, art, artists, scholarship, conservation and education. Venable, who has proposed an exhibition of automobiles, seems  more interested in fairgrounds-style attractions and less interested in collections, historicizing exhibitions or in enabling and publishing scholarship.)

Should all this matter to art-lovers outside Indianapolis or Los Angeles? Yes. When the boards and directors of large, successful museums abandon the staffs and past donors that have produced and enabled significant work, and when they shrug at the communities that value that work, it serves as a warning shot for the whole field. It is the kind of behavior that should be documented and noted, as a warning of worst-practices. If it can happen at admired institutions such as MOCA and the IMA, it can happen anywhere.

The final gallery of “Destroy the Picture”

The last gallery of “Destroy the Picture: Painting the Void, 1949-62″ has stuck with me ever since I saw it at the Museum of Contemporary Art last fall. The exhibition is now at the Museum of Contemporary Art Chicago, where it’s on view through June 2.

Curator Paul Schimmel’s exhibition examines the way artists responded to the unprecedented killing and destruction of World War II by attacking the picture plane, often literally. Artists such as Lucio Fontana, Shozo Shimamoto and Saburo Murakami punched or shot holes in it. Alberto Burri sewed canvas around traditional painting stretchers, demonstrating how it frayed and needed to be patched. Much of the work in the exhibition was made a decade after the end of the war. Objects such as Burri’s mid-1950s “Sackcloths” made from the canvas in which Americans shipped over Marshall Plan-funded goods, seem like a summing up of 15 years of war and want. [Image: Lee Bontecou, Untitled, 1962. Collection of the Museum of Fine Arts, Houston.]

The last gallery featured the work of two artists: Lee Bontecou and Salvatore Scarpitta. The untitled Bontecous were signature welded steel, canvas and soot constructions from the early 1960s. Made up of strips of different-colored canvas joined by welded steel and wire, they recall camouflage and threaten depersonalized, mechanized violence. The closer I stand to them, the less comfortable I am.

Across the gallery, Schimmel installed roughly contemporary constructions by Salvatore Scarpitta. Several of them, such as 1958-59’s Mas Tres (Three More) (below, left) are made from bandages wrapped around canvas. Another, 1963’s Racer’s Pillow, is built out of wood, canvas paint and straps, and recalls a bloody stretcher. It was as if the art on one side of the gallery led to the art on the other side.

Unlike most of the other work in the exhibition, the Bountecou-Scarpitta dialogue was less a summation or a backward glance and something more like early Cold War analysis, even warning. (More on that in a minute.) I guess that’s not a surprise: As Americans, they didn’t have the same personal relationship with war and recovery that the Europeans and Japanese did. Their work has a certain urgency, a compulsion to investigate present and perhaps future circumstances. That topical urgency had been present in European art since Dada, but it wasn’t so evident in then-recent American art, especially in the dominant Thing of the day: abstract expressionism. Standing in that Bontecou-Scarpitta gallery, I wondered how that happened, how after a decade or two during which American art was dominated by abstract painting, artists pivoted toward addressing contemporary geopolitics. It seems an extraordinary leap.

One answer, the easy one, is suggested by then-current events: In 1960, the year Bontecou turned from making welded steel sculpture toward her signature wall-mounted constructions, the United States sent 3,500 soldiers to Vietnam. Bontecou would continue making these pieces until about 1966, when there were roughly 20 times as many U.S. soldiers in Vietnam as when she started. Also in 1960, the Soviet Union shot down an American U-2 spy plane and an American B-47 strategic bomber, both dramatic escalations in the Cold War. Scarpitta’s works are full of straps and buckles, reminiscent of how pilots are strapped into planes and to parachutes. I sometimes wonder if the Bontecous, replete with ocular orifices, reference the Soviet shootdowns.

But that’s too easy, too direct. Fortunately, “Destroy the Picture” suggests a smarter way that American artists might have pivoted toward a more direct engagement with the Cold War, and it starts, perhaps surprisingly enough, with abstract expressionism.

While I have a deep and profound interest in abstract expressionism, I think it has been in a way heroicized and isolated, stripped of its autobiography, stripped of its politics, and stripped in some ways of its global implications,” Schimmel told me when we talked about his show on The Modern Art Notes Podcast. “I think we’re creating hopefully context that makes a much larger vessel in which a much broader array of artists can be written into a narrative.”

Bontecou herself has tried to explain how she might be written into that narrative. In an interview curator Elizabeth A.T. Smith cited in her catalogue of Smith’s 2003 retrospective of Bontecou’s work, Bontecou said that “the individual freedom inherent in abstract expressionism energized and electrified the art world, particularly [the abstract expressionists'] dual use of paint itself as both subject and object. It was from their spirit of individual expression the following generations would be influenced.” [Emphasis mine.]

In other words, Bontecou believed that the abstract expressionists taught her and her generation that the individual had agency, and that the abexers encouraged them to make use of the same materials that the subjects of the work used. (Hence steel, camouflage-toned canvas, soot, straps, buckles and so on.) [Image: Bontecou, Untitled, 1961. Collection of the Walker Art Center.]

Schimmel’s show reminds us that there was another reason artists felt like they had agency in the wake of World War II: One of the major storylines of World War II was that armies no longer exclusively targeted other armies, they also targeted civilian populations. (Witness the Nazi executions of tens of thousands of ethnic Poles or the American firebombings of Dresden and Tokyo, let alone our use of the atomic bomb.) Artists in Japan and Italy and elsewhere felt like since because the armies of war had specifically targeted them and their fellow countrymen, that the artists had a particular right, even an imperative, to respond to that communal experience through their work. Bontecou explained how Americans arrived at a similar place.

It’s a great gallery, one that provides a perfect starting point for a whole ‘nother exhibition someday, one about American art during the Vietnam era.

The Baltimore Museum of Art’s shameful rentals

When I lived in Baltimore in the 1990s, I was sustained by the Matisses at the Baltimore Museum of Art. Headlined by Blue Nude (1907), the painting that catalyzed 20th century art, the BMA has one of the finest Matisse collections in the world. The BMA has strong holdings not only of Matisse’s paintings, but of his sculpture and, more recently, of his works on paper.

I did not enjoy living in Baltimore: Only Detroit keeps ironically-nicknamed Charm City from being held up as America’s saddest example of urban abandonment. At the time I was making only about $350 a week, so going to the BMA was about all I could afford to do. I visited the museum at least once a week, trying to learn Matisse’s his methods, his successes, and his progression. There aren’t many museums in which you can follow Matisse from the 19th century up until just before his late-career cut-outs. The BMA is one of those places. Its collection of Matisses is one of the most special accumulations of a single artist in any American museum. The Matisses and many other modern masterpieces — I’m not just throwing that word around, the quality of the BMA’s Gauguin and Cezanne, to name just two, match up with anyone’s — were given to the BMA by Baltimore-based sisters Claribel and Etta Cone, who bought widely and wisely in Paris. [Image below, left: Matisse, Etta Cone (VI/VI), 1931–1934. Collection of the Baltimore Museum of Art.]

Sadly, the BMA is increasingly uncommitted to sharing its unique Matisse experience with today’s Baltimoreans. Last week, the Indianapolis Museum of Art announced that the BMA is renting out its Matisses for an October show at the IMA. This is not museuming-as-usual, a museum loaning art (at no cost) to a thoughtful, historicizing or scholarly exhibition in the way museums typically share art and contribute to our knowledge of art history. No, the BMA is simply renting out a substantial selection of its art collection. It apparently hoped no one would notice: No museum spokesperson was able to discuss the transaction until the day after the IMA announced Baltimore’s news. The BMA eventually confirmed to me that the show was designed not as a collection-exchange (‘we’ll send you Matisses if you send us your African collection’) but as an explicit revenue generator. A BMA spokesperson said that it would likely rent out the Matisses to another museum after the IMA, too. (A BMA spokesperson told me that the BMA was excited about this because it meant that it would get to share its art with Indianapolis. That’s strange; I’m pretty sure that the community referenced in the BMA’s mission and vision statements is Baltimore, not Indianapolis.)

This is not the first time the BMA has rented out its Matisses: In 2011 the BMA put together “Collecting Modern Masters: The Cone Sisters of Baltimore” for The Jewish Museum in New York. I cringed, but at least there was some context for the show: Claribel and Etta were the daughters of German-Jewish immigrants; showing their collection at The Jewish Museum had the potential to add context and understanding both to the Jewish experience in America and to our knowledge of the development of the Cones’ collection. (It was substantially a missed opportunity: The catalogue produced for the show lacked substance.) A version of that presentation traveled to the Vancouver Art Gallery and is now at the Nasher Museum at Duke University. (In hindsight, I wish I had written this post when the BMA traveled The Jewish Museum show.)

The rental to the IMA is nothing but a cash-grab. As such it seems to violate the Association of Art Museum Directors guidelines. (Alas, the AAMD has never enforced its own guidelines on rental deals, not even when The Phillips Collection, the MFA Boston and the MCASD have rented art to a commercial gallery in a Las Vegas casino.) I’ve written about these collection-rental shows many times before, so I won’t re-count my arguments at length here. In short: They re-monetize art that American museums themselves (via their tax filings) have explicitly de-monetized. They are unrelated to the further creation of knowledge about art or art history. They elevate making-a-buck over careful stewardship. J. Paul Getty Trust president and CEO James Cuno has argued that rental arrangements violate a non-profit institution’s social contract with its home. Adapting his argument to this case, the BMA is a tax-exempt Maryland institution. As a result of that tax exemption, the city of Baltimore and the state of Maryland receive no tax monies related to the museum’s property, etc. An implicit part of that contract is that the BMA serves Baltimore and Maryland, not Indiana.

Indeed, the BMA rentals are worse than most other examples of art museums renting out art. Baltimore is not renting out of the depths of its storage locker, it’s taking its best art off of its walls. The BMA has a wonderful (but somewhat neglected) collection of Antioch mosaics, a pleasant but not especially distinguished collection of European painting, and some lovely collections of other things (including two marvelous new Sarah Oppenheimers, which made MAN’s best-of-2012 list), but the Cone Collection Matisses are the heart and the liver and the kidneys of the place. When the BMA takes its most wonderful art and rents it out to another place, it’s thumbing its nose at its home.

The BMA’s treatment of its members and its home audience is all the worse because of how taxpayers in Baltimore city, Baltimore County and the state of Maryland have supported the BMA in recent years. Starting in 2006, Baltimore city and Baltimore County granted money to the BMA to enable free admission at the museum (a program the museum continued after public funding ran out because it successfully raised admission-specific endowment funds). Since then, Maryland residents have funded the BMA in other waysand last fall Baltimore residents voted in favor of a bond initiative for the museum. [Matisse's Blue Nude (1907) in the Cone Collection galleries at the Baltimore Museum of Art. Photo via Flickr user Darren and Brad.]

BMA leadership has responded to its public’s commitment to the museum by renting the art it holds in trust for that public to a museum 600 miles away. The BMA has played Marylanders for suckers, taking their money while shipping Baltimore’s best art to British Columbia, North Carolina and Indiana. BMA leaders, including its board and director Doreen Bolger, owe Marylanders more than that.

Might San Diego have a Caravaggio after all?

It is not often that eight Caravaggios are exhibited together at an American art museum. It provides opportunity: To study the paintings themselves, to compare them to each other, to see what the Caravaggisti borrowed from the master and to see what they merely tried to borrow.  Sometimes, as in the case of LACMA’s “Bodies and Shadows: Caravaggio and His Legacy,” we can even use the Caravaggios on loan as a kind of baseline in an effort to help us understand whether or not a nearby painting might be a ‘new’ or ‘re-discovered’ Caravaggio.

(The LACMA show, which is on view through Feb. 10, 2013 and will travel to the Wadsworth Atheneum, is the fraternal twin of “Caravaggio and his Followers in Rome,” last year’s show at the Kimbell Art Museum and the National Gallery of Canada: Same idea, different checklists. The Kimbell show claimed ten Caravaggios, the National Gallery of Canada’s three more. That prompted Richard Spear to take to Burlington Magazine to argue that the two additional works shown at NGC weren’t Caravaggios and that a third NGC-exhibited ‘attributed to’ painting, weren’t  either. This section of the post was updated after I learned the citation in the LACMA catalogue is a bit loose.)

About 125 miles down Interstate 5 the San Diego Museum of Art has long had in its collection the above painting by an unknown Italian artist. While recently in southern California I made sure I saw LACMA’s Caravaggio & Co. show both before and after visits to San Diego. I wanted to compare SDMA’s painting to what I saw in the show. I’m no Caravaggio expert, but I do love a bit of art historical fun.

As you can see in the image above, the face is quite Caravaggio-esque. The LACMA show includes one of the two Caravaggio portraits that are notably similar: a portrait of Maffeo Barberini (ca. 1596-97, below left). A Caravaggio painting of Fillide Melandroni (ca. 1597, below right), a courtesan who was a regular in the artist’s circle and art, was destroyed in Berlin in the wake of World War II.

As it so happens, the portrait of Barberini has not always been attributed to Caravaggio: In the catalogue “Caravaggio and His Legacy,” Gianni Papi notes that in the 1940s Roberto Longhi “categorically rejected” it as a Caravaggio, but a recent cleaning revealed details (such as Caravaggio’s outlining of figures by ‘drawing’ them in drypoint) led more recent scholars to re-consider it. In 2010 Metropolitan Museum of Art curator Keith Christiansen and Papi agreed (in print) that it was a Caravaggio, an attribution that seems to be sticking.

The faces in both the portrait of Maffeo Barberini and Fillide Melandroni and the San Diego painting, particularly the treatment of the eyes, seem quite similar. But the paintings of Barberini and Fillide seem more bewtixt breaths, an effect that moves LACMA curator J. Patrice Marandel to call Caravaggio “a painter of the moment.” That element is lacking in the San Diego painting.

So I emailed John Marciari, the San Diego Museum of Art’s curator of Italian and Spanish painting and its head of provenance research. (Though little-known, SDMA’s collection is quite strong in Old Master painting.) Furthermore, Marciari has been expansive when it comes to considering and discussing authorship questions: In 2010 Marciari made news for assigning this previously little considered Yale University Art Gallery painting to Diego Velazquez. Here’s what Marciari had to say about SDMA’s painting. (The images of the SDMA painting come from the museum; I added all the links.)

“It was once upon a time attributed to Sofonisba Anguissola (just a generic Lombard ca. 1600 attribution, I think), but when it came to the market in the ’20s, Hermann Voss called it Caravaggio, and it was bought as such for San Diego, although without too much fanfare because that was before the Caravaggio craze began. The attribution has generally been rejected since then, although primarily by people who have not actually seen the painting in person. Maurizio Calvesi called it Ottavio Leoni, but that is just a not-by-Caravaggio attribution, and it doesn’t look like anything else by Leoni.

The picture actually grows in my estimation as I look further at it, in large part because I have with time been more easily able to see two different hands at work: one rather wooden painter who laid in the dress, hands, and breast of the woman and another who painted the face — in person, there is a notable difference in the treatment of the flesh even from the face to the neck and bust of the woman. [Image below: A detail of the San Diego painting. Click to expand.]

The x-ray, upon closer examination, confirms this — the bust is thickly painted with a lot of opaque lead white, but the face is an entirely different technique. It is not a copy. The dress might be copied from something else, or might be done by some sort of mass-production portrait workshop,  but I don’t think the painting as a whole can be a copy, given the different techniques of face and dress — a copyist would just have worked in one technique.

Another thing that I’ve come to think about: this is so much less spirited than most Caravaggio paintings, but how much less animated is it than his portraits? Remember, this was first attributed to Caravaggio by [Hermann] Voss, who knew the now-lost Fillide in Berlin well. And that Paul V portrait, if you believe it, isn’t exactly lively. (To which I’d now add the Maffeo Barberini.) Ultimately, one would want to put the San Diego picture alongside those and other supposed portraits from the early Roman years, because they are the fairest comparison. [Ed.: Caravaggio arrived in Rome in about 1592.]

Nonetheless, the face of the woman has a whole lot to do with the faces of the Met Musicians (ca. 1595) and some of the other related early paintings. If you block out the dress and look only at the face, it does look an awful lot like Caravaggio.

Finally, it is a re-used canvas. There is a triple male portrait underneath (visible in x-ray) that is more a Lombard than Roman type of picture. [Ed.: Caravaggio served an apprenticeship with Simone Petrerzano in Milan, the Lombard seat, from 1584-88 and seems likely to have moved between Milan and nearby Caravaggio until 1592.] Caravaggio re-used canvases -– although so did other people. Yet, we know that Caravaggio worked as a portraitist in Milan for a few years before coming to Rome, although we don’t have any other pictures that can be linked to this period. Could this be the sort of thing that he did in Milan in the early 1590s?  I’m increasingly inclined to put it forward — however tentatively — as such. [Capodimonte Museum Naples director] Nicola Spinosa was here recently and encouraged me to do so, and I believe that Franco Moro is going to include it as a Caravaggio in a book about the painter’s first years, although Moro’s book will be the subject of much contention, I am sure.

So, the painting is ‘Anonymous Lombard’ and the whole discussion is about Caravaggio. For my collection catalogue, I am inclined to give it the top-line attribution of “Caravaggio (?)” although my catalogue won’t be complete and published until 2014, so I have time to change my mind.”

Related: Caravaggio biographer Helen Langdon is the lead guest on this week’s Modern Art Notes Podcast, on which she discusses her new book about the Kimbell’s Cardsharps. Download the show, subscribe on iTunesSoundCloudStitcherRSS. See images of art discussed on this week’s program.

Destroy this memory; archive the art digitally

The artwork was destroyed by the climate change of which the artist had long warned.

“Important,” artist Robyn O’Neil tweeted last Wednesday. “Remember that piece I worked on for 2 years? HELL. The one that almost killed me? Well, it got ruined in the hurricane. So if I kind of disappear and don’t respond to things for a while, please understand. Can’t quite get my head around this.”

HELL was O’Neil’s latest magnum opus, a roughly seven-feet-by-fourteen-feet triptych born from pencil and 35,000 separate collage elements. According to Susan Inglett Gallery, the piece included 65,000 figures. O’Neil’s oeuvre is rich with such ambitious, large-scale graphite works: Earlier this year the Modern Art Museum of Fort Worth acquired her These Final Hours Embrace At Last; This Is Our Ending, This Is Our Past (2007). (O’Neil came onto Episode No. 38 of The Modern Art Notes Podcast to talk about that piece.) Her masterpiece may be the 12-foot-wide Staring into the blankness, they fell in order to begin (2008, below). Her work is also in the collection of the Whitney Museum of American Art, the Dallas Museum of Art and the MFA Houston.

Many of O’Neil’s massive drawings play with the paradox of weather: It’s beautiful, dramatic and it fascinates us, but its power makes us small and can even destroy us. O’Neil has long been fascinated by weather and by the way artists have engaged it. “I think it was the mere mention of wind in Courbet’s painting [The Gust of Wind at the Museum of Fine Arts Houston] that did it for me,” O’Neil told me in 2008. “I was reading a fabulous book called “Defining the Wind” by Scott Huler. It’s basically a long essay on how the Beaufort Scale, and wind in general, is poetry.  Such a great sentiment. I also loved the quote in the beginning from Hemingway (writing to John Dos Passos): ‘Remember to get the weather in your goddamned book — weather is very important.’ I couldn’t agree more.”

O’Neil’s work has never been explicitly about climate change per se, but climate change surrounded the work like fog, an obvious explanation for the extraordinary power of the natural forces O’Neil portrayed again and again. Ironically, HELL feels like a bookend, the termination of that work, a piece that serves up our Boschian reward for ignoring the danger.

And now HELL is gone, extant only as a JPEG’d memory, a victim of a late-season hurricane that may be related to the changes in weather wrought by climate change. Even worse: HELL is just one of hundreds — thousands? — of artworks stored in New York galleries and studios that were destroyed or damaged by water that Sandy pushed into Brooklyn and Manhattan.

Every day for the last week the New York art media has had new photographs and stories documenting the destruction of contemporary cultural heritage — and not just artworks, but archives too. More than a week after Sandy hit New York, it’s become clear that Sandy has created what will eventually be considered empty spots in art history.

Whether art was destroyed in war or by weather or by fire, ‘lost’ art and archival material is something with which art history is accustomed to dealing. For example: You can’t flip through a monograph about Gustav Klimt without wincing when you get to the black-and-white pictures of the University paintings, the major murals destroyed at the end of World War II, or Leda, probably the most sexually suggestive painting of early modernism. Today they exist only as photographs.

But at least a representation of them exists in some form, however comparatively minor, at least we can see something of what they looked like, at least we have a thin window into understanding how they were impacted by the art that came before and how they impacted the art that came next. Something is better than a void.

Which brings us to the post-Sandy recovery. While many artworks and much archival material has been destroyed by Sandy, the technology to save materials related to them exists: Here’s hoping someone — the New York Foundation for the Arts? The Andy Warhol Foundation for the Visual Arts? — provides funding to start a digital archive that will preserve whatever we can of art and archival material destroyed by Sandy. It could be something as simple and as low-cost as a crowd-sourced wiki. Or it could be as lavishly produced as the Tate’s Gallery of Lost Art.

Either way, it won’t be long before critics and historians find it mighty useful. And while it’s no substitute for actual artwork, perhaps such an archive would provide some solace to artists who fear Sandy destroyed the future memories of their work.

Corcoran, Save the Corcoran escalate feud

The dispute over the future of the Corcoran seems to have reached a new level: The “Save the Corcoran” group delivered this letter to the Corcoran late yesterday and distributed it to media late last night. In today’s Washington Post, Corcoran spokesperson Mimi Carter unloaded on the group, saying that the Corcoran was “surprised and distressed by the many false statements and inaccuracies in the letter.” The Post’s story also re-hashes some territory covered on MAN in July, when I reported that the District of Columbia attorney general was monitoring the Corcoran situation and why.

And if all that wasn’t enough, someone pulled a pretty epic art-prank on the Corcoran (and at right) this morning.  [via]

One quick thought: I love that the Save the Corcoran folks have a little spunk-and-sandpaper to ‘em. But the likeliest outcome of Save the Corcoran’s letter is that it’s now even harder for donors and foundations to return to or to begin to support the Corcoran, which will in turn make it harder to ’save’ the museum and the school. The problem here is not just that the Corc is giving every indication of wanting to sell its landmark Flagg building, it’s that the Corcoran is spending a lot more money than it’s taking in via donations and tuition, and has been for a long, long time.

It’s plain that Washington has little faith in the Corcoran’s current leadership — the institution’s anemic fundraising numbers make that plenty clear — but the STC letter will likely further erode donor/foundation confidence in the current leadership, without necessarily leading to anything new or different.

I don’t know what will ’save’ the Corcoran — aside from some kind of outside take-over, which still seems the likeliest ‘ending’ here — but the only way this kind of full-frontal assault will help is if it prompts the board to make wholesale changes in the Corcoran executive suites — and in its own boardroom. There’s no sign anything of the sort is likely, at least not yet.

Previously on MAN: Forget about the school for a moment, does the Corcoran Gallery of Art have a future? DC AG looking at possible Corcoran move. The Corcoran’s monetization of a long-term lease raises more questions. The Corcoran by the numbers. A long-term failure of leadership.

The facts on Mitt Romney and jobs in the arts

In last night’s debate, Republican presidential nominee Mitt Romney talked a lot about job creation and how he’s good at it.

Not when it comes to jobs in the arts. The creative industries are a big job creator in Massachusetts. They make up 2.3 percent of all Massachusetts jobs. There are more people who work in arts-related fields in Massachusetts than who work in turning livestock and agricultural goods into food.

Here’s Romney’s record on arts jobs:

  • As governor, Mitt Romney repeatedly tried to cut funding for arts jobs in Massachusetts. In 2006 and 2007 he tried to cut the appropriation for the Massachusetts Cultural Council, cuts which, if enacted, would have cut hundreds of jobs.
  • Romney opposed the major cultural funding initiative of his tenure, the creation of the Massachusetts Cultural Facilities Fund, which makes capital improvement funds available to arts institutions. Romney line-item vetoed the CFF, but by a 33-3 vote (!) the state legislature overrode his veto. The fund has been important to arts organizations such as the MFA Boston, the ICA Boston, MASS MoCA and dozens of smaller organizations, all of whom have used the funding to renovate or expand existing facilities. The CFF has created 8,800 jobs. Mitt Romney tried to stop it from being created.

See my column in this month’s Modern Painters magazine for more.

Image: The Bakalar Gallery at the Massachusetts College of Art and Design, photo via Flickr user Nick Sherman. The Bakalar and Paine Galleries are the largest free contemporary art spaces in the region. Originally part of Boston Normal School, the three-story facility was constructed in 1905-06 and has undergone only minor renovations since. MassArt has received two Massachusetts Cultural Facilities Fund grants related to the Bakalar gallery: A planning grant and a grant for the renovation and expansion of the galleries.

The GOP’s (latest) night of racist stereotyping

Last night the Republican Party doubled down on its decades-long history of using racism in an effort to appeal to white voters. Yesterday evening, right-wing sensationalist Matt Drudge started promising readers that an explosive, anti-white-people video featuring Barack Obama was about to drop. On Tuesday night, the video headlined Sean Hannity’s reliably wingnut program on Fox News. It turned out that Drudge and Hannity’s big news was a tape featuring Obama’s 2007 remarks criticizing the federal government’s response to Hurricane Katrina. The speech was widely covered five years ago, including by Fox News.

Hannity and Drudge touted the video as racially charged. It is not. They promised an angry black man. Obama’s criticism of the Katrina response was both measured and mainstream. According to Reuters’s Anthony De Rosa, Hannity even performed a “faux black voice” on air. The Daily Caller, a wingnut ‘news’ site co-founded by Tucker Carlson and a former Dick Cheney aide, added as much racial invective as it could, reminding readers that New Orleans is “majority black.” It tried to tie Obama’s remarks to Kanye West’s remarks about George W. Bush’s disregard for black people. And that’s just the beginning of The Daily Caller’s race-baiting.

The entire exercise is a wallow in racist stereotype: The black guy who hates whitey. The angry black man of whom you should be afraid. And these are not the first racist stereotypes in which Republicans have trafficked during this election season.

Earlier this year Republican-led state legislatures passed a range of voter ID laws, each of which has had the clear intent of disenfranchising previously registered poor, urban voters, namely people of color. (Courts have routinely thrown out the new laws. For more on the issue, see Talking Points Memo which has covered the issue smartly and voraciously.) Support for these racially motivated laws was even included in the Republican party’s 2012 platform. Last month the sponsor of Pennsylvania’s restrictive voter ID law said that people who didn’t meet the law’s new voter requirements were just “lazy,” a plain reference to — you guessed it — the racist stereotype of the lazy African-American.

Last night’s strange news cycle sent me back to Carrie Mae Weems’s “Ain’t Jokin’” (1987-88)  series, which confronts audiences with visualizations of common racist stereotypes. Works from the series are on view now at the Frist Center for the Visual Arts in Nashville as part of a Weems retrospective that will travel to Cleveland, Portland, New York and to the Bay Area. On the occasion of the show, Weems is the lead guest on this week’s Modern Art Notes Podcast. (Download the program here.)

Each picture in “Ain’t Jokin’” pairs a photograph of a black person looking at the camera (or in one case beginning to look back at the camera), with a caption referencing a stereotype. The year Weems completed the series was a presidential election year. In June, 1988 Republican nominee George H.W. Bush used the ‘angry black man’ racist stereotype to try to scare up white votes, most famously through a television ad that featured a felon named Willie Horton. (I don’t know if that campaign motivated Weems, but now I wish I’d asked her when we taped The MAN Podcast.)

There are days on which “Ain’t Jokin’” can seem like a dry bit of conceptualism, like tightly wound art limited to a single read, a one-liner from which you can move on once you understand what’s going on. Then along comes a night like last night, when current events opened up the work, made it real, present and even urgent. Last night taught me that while “Ain’t Jokin’” may seem obvious to some people, even didactic, to the Sean Hannitys and Tucker Carlsons of the world it is a mirror in which they may see themselves and the representation of their fears.

Related: See the series on Weems’s website. Images: Carrie Mae Weems, Black Man Holding Watermelon and Black Woman With Chicken from “Ain’t Jokin’”, 1987-88.

What’s the verdict on the ArtPrize model?

As I noted here last week, ArtPrize hired me to be the ‘2-D’ juror for this year’s event, the fourth since ArtPrize started. When I visited Grand Rapids, Mich., I was unsure of what I was in for, but I was eager to see how the thing worked, if this was a new model worth copying. After all, I’ve long been suspicious of the self-importance of the Xennial, and I’m even more suspicious of the immediate institutionalization of the sometimes mediocre work it engenders. Once upon a time I was intrigued by the heightened democracy of ‘early Miami,’ when artists were more engaged with the multiple fairs than they are now that Miami has become dealerpalooza.

Therefore, when it comes to exhibiting art of the present, ArtPrize offers something different: Provide an urban backdrop, let anyone show. (Organizers say that 1,517 artists and craftspeople are showing at 161 venues this year.) Invite some distinguished personages (plus me) to give away some juried awards and also let people vote on what they like best. The ArtPrize model isn’t perfect — more on that in a minute — but there’s plenty here from which the art world could and should learn.

First, what works: The potential audience buys in, big time. Last weekend I spent three days in downtown Grand Rapids. On Saturday and Sunday tens of thousands of people turned out to look at the art. This was not MoMA, where thousands of tourists from Stockholm, Paris and Barcelona turned out to check-off a tourist attraction from their list, this was tens of thousands Michiganders coming out to look at art in their backyard. If you love art and you don’t find that a little bit awesome, you’re lacking a soul.

Another success is the way ArtPrize installs art: First, the organizers rejected the convention-center oriented, fair-style model that presents art Ikea-style. Instead ArtPrize animated Grand Rapids’ striking downtown (hello HopCat, Madcap!) by installing art throughout the city’s core, a decision that encouraged the community to congregate in and to explore its traditional center.

There’s only one thing keeping ArtPrize from being copied more widely: The quality of the art on view. The overwhelming majority of the work on view at ArtPrize is interested in a neighborhood-level discourse. I’d suggest that there’s a limit to the number of times a community will turn out to see dragons made of bottle caps or paintings of bunnies. For ArtPrize to retain its audience, for ArtPrize to grow as both an event and for it to fully emerge as a national model that inspires others, it must find ways to attract and exhibit more artists who are doing meaningful work.

To ArtPrize’s credit, they’ve made some first steps in that direction: The best work was clearly ’steered’ toward the most significant venues, such as the Grand Rapids Art Museum, the Urban Institute for Contemporary Arts and the Kendall College of Art and Design. [Update: Please read Brett Colley's comment below. He's right; I did not mean to suggest that ArtPrize itself was organizing these shows.] Visitors seemed to understand this: When I visited, each of those venues had lines or waits to get in.

Even better: The best venue was called Site:Lab, a take0ver of the former Grand Rapids Public Museum that was organized and curated by Paul Amenta. Site:Lab wasn’t just good for Grand Rapids, it was really good for anywhere. Amenta told me that 8,000 people visited Site:Lab the weekend I was there. Consider that (along with the lines at GRAM and other major venues) as an indication that many Michiganders actively sought out the best art: The Site:Lab venue was slightly removed from the downtown core, requiring a bit of a hike away from much of the rest of the art, restaurants and bars. Consider Site:Lab’s attendance in this context: If one percent of metro New Yorkers visited the Met on a weekend, the Met would have to find room for 180,000 people.

ArtPrize organizers would do well to take heed of the crowds at GRAM, Site:Lab and the other sites that featured the best art: Grand Rapids is ready for art more intellectually engaging than paintings of cute animals nibbling on colorful autumn leaves. ArtPrize  could — should — investigate ways to bring in independent curators from Detroit, New York, Los Angeles and Chicago. They should give them space, a budget and ask them to bring artists with them. ArtPrize should consider offering space to local art schools such as Kendall, the School of the Art Institute of Chicago, Cranbrook and Detroit’s Center for Creative Studies. ArtPrize could build partnerships with other institutions in other cities in an effort to help expand the audience for artists who live in Michigan. Yes, it’s certainly fine for ArtPrize to continue its open-submission policy, but that isn’t enough to sustain the event going forward. Judging from what I saw, much of the audience wants more.

Finally, a note on the worth of the enterprise: One of the best venues was Fountain Street Church, a nominally non-denominational church led by a Unitarian Universalist minister. FSC presented a tight little show organized around the idea of difference. Two of my shortlisted works were at FSC, including Disabilities and Sexuality by Robert Coombs (detail above right), which examined the intersection of disability and sexuality, and Identity Process: Kings & Queens (detail at left)Lora Robertson’s thoughtful meditation on gender identity and religion.

These are themes somewhat more familiar to visitors to Chelsea or Culver City, but young people in Grand Rapids don’t have access to the same visual investigations. Because of ArtPrize, FSC, Coombs and Robertson, I suspect that more than a few Grand Rapidians are thinking things they’d never considered before about people with disabilities or about gender and the extent to which it is a construct or a choice. Best of all, I’d bet that some young people — twenty or two hundred or heck, probably a lot more — will see what Robertson and Coombs made, will see that it was not just hung with respect but that it was received with thoughtfulness in their hometown. I bet they’ll think about the work — and its reception — in terms of their own experiences and their own consideration of identity and will feel both engaged and challenged. Art’s potential isn’t realized by paintings of Lindsay Lohan made so that some horny old rich guys will part with their cash, it’s realized by artists who have something more substantial to say.

So is ArtPrize occasionally too full of fauna fabricated out of pine straw? Sure. But to focus on that at the expense of all else misses what should be the point: ArtPrize provides a construct that, at its best, can help connect western Michigan with the world beyond. That’s why it’s a valuable thing, and that’s why the organizers should keep working to more fully realize the potential of the event.