This show with its admittedly curious title: Life is a Zyklus- moves into ArtistSpace -rather quietly, softly, as though on padded footsteps, intent on avoiding any aural or, yes, visual noise. The artist's name may not yet ring a bell (for that in itself is a species of discordant sound), despite the fact that this show by Annatha Lilo Gutierrez is not her debut or initial solo show. Zyklus, we are informed, is the German word for "cycle" and the idea virtually captures the entire theme of the show, and the propelling concept that generates the images in Gutierrez's works. The choice of the German word-which rhymes uncannily with circus- was provoked not by the perverse obfuscation, but rather reflects the artist's partly Germanic descent, and which indeed explains so much of the inherent quality of fantasy and otherworldly mood of narrative fairy tales.
This show with its admittedly curious title: Life is a Zyklus- moves into ArtistSpace -rather quietly, softly, as though on padded footsteps, intent on avoiding any aural or, yes, visual noise. The artist's name may not yet ring a bell (for that in itself is a species of discordant sound), despite the fact that this show by Annatha Lilo Gutierrez is not her debut or initial solo show. Zyklus, we are informed, is the German word for "cycle" and the idea virtually captures the entire theme of the show, and the propelling concept that generates the images in Gutierrez's works. The choice of the German word-which rhymes uncannily with circus- was provoked not by the perverse obfuscation, but rather reflects the artist's partly Germanic descent, and which indeed explains so much of the inherent quality of fantasy and otherworldly mood of narrative fairy tales. The use of the word is reminiscent of the way in which the word is used in the German language to denote something that is not, as it were, a thing but a sign for something. This is the case with a number of images in the show that suggest that the world is a stage on which we may enter or exit, but that the world itself is a stage on which we are continually moving, or, in other words, that we are always in motion. A beautiful scene of a woman walking down a corridor is followed by a sequence of images of a woman in a wheelchair, as she moves around the space of the space. The women in this scene are not the ones who are moving around her; they are the ones who are watching her. In the end, however, they are the ones who are watching us, and the idea of moving into or out of space is not only a metaphor for the idea of a cyclical movement, but also a metaphor for the idea that time, space, and movement are all one and the same. The idea of time as a constant, unchanging, dynamic force is a modern and contemporary one. The idea of space as a cyclical, eternal, and self-contained thing is also a modern and contemporary one. And so on, until we reach the end of the show, in which we are left with a roomful of painted, somewhat surrealistic scenes that are like nothing so much as a scene from a fairy tale. In short, the idea of time as a cyclical, eternal, and self-contained thing is not only not new, but is a modern and contemporary one.Gutierrez's works are all about time and movement, and about moving, and about the movement of the body. The paintings are all about moving. The paintings are all about time and movement, and about moving, and about the movement of the body.
This show with its admittedly curious title: Life is a Zyklus- moves into ArtistSpace -rather quietly, softly, as though on padded footsteps, intent on avoiding any aural or, yes, visual noise. The artist's name may not yet ring a bell (for that in itself is a species of discordant sound), despite the fact that this show by Annatha Lilo Gutierrez is not her debut or initial solo show. Zyklus, we are informed, is the German word for "cycle" and the idea virtually captures the entire theme of the show, and the propelling concept that generates the images in Gutierrez's works. The choice of the German word-which rhymes uncannily with circus- was provoked not by the perverse obfuscation, but rather reflects the artist's partly Germanic descent, and which indeed explains so much of the inherent quality of fantasy and otherworldly mood of narrative fairy tales. The zyklus is a form of advertising, and the artwork in this show is in no way an afterimage of a commercial, a proof of the products effectiveness as a device for making the point, but rather a sure sign of its own futility. The zyklus is a fantasy that is also a lie, a fiction, and a lie repeated over and over again, a device that can only be evoked by an effort to penetrate the unconscious. In the process, it is possible to find a lot of very strange things, and to understand that strange, strange world as a whole.Zyklus is a mythological time that is both mythic and real, and as such, it is a time of transition and transformation, of transformation and change. The zyklus is a cycle of life, a cycle that is both eternal and transient, that is neither bound by the law of fate nor bound by the law of birth. The zyklus is a time of transformation that is not a change of fate but an evolution. The zyklus is an age that is not a change of time but an age that is timeless, and that is both eternal and transient. The zyklus is a time that is not an age but an age that is timeless. The zyklus is an age that is not bound by fate, but is bound by the law of birth.The zyklus is a mythological time that is both mythic and real, and as such, it is a time of transition and transformation, of transformation and change. The zyklus is a cycle of life, a cycle that is both eternal and transient, that is neither bound by the law of fate nor bound by the law of birth. The zyklus is a time that is not bound by fate, but is bound by the law of birth.
This show with its admittedly curious title: Life is a Zyklus- moves into ArtistSpace -rather quietly, softly, as though on padded footsteps, intent on avoiding any aural or, yes, visual noise. The artist's name may not yet ring a bell (for that in itself is a species of discordant sound), despite the fact that this show by Annatha Lilo Gutierrez is not her debut or initial solo show. Zyklus, we are informed, is the German word for "cycle" and the idea virtually captures the entire theme of the show, and the propelling concept that generates the images in Gutierrez's works. The choice of the German word-which rhymes uncannily with circus- was provoked not by the perverse obfuscation, but rather reflects the artist's partly Germanic descent, and which indeed explains so much of the inherent quality of fantasy and otherworldly mood of narrative fairy tales. This is why, for example, in the gallerys back room, a pair of brass plaque, a triptych of four works, and a single piece of brown paper are all accompanied by a small section of blue-print-like text: This is the first of a series of three works on paper to be shown in this space. The words and images are not to be confused with the works themselves, but rather the means and method of production. This last work, entitled Diptych, 1994, was exhibited in the gallerys front room, and is a triptych of five images, all of which contain the word CYCLOPS. The number 1, Cyclops, is a symbol of the human body; in the triptych, the body is the artist's muse. The cyphers are the initials of the artists mother, and it is this, not her appearance, that the artist finds to be the key to her personal myth.The choice of this triptych is an interesting one. The artists use of the word CYCLOPS to denote the body is a familiar sign of feminine identity; it is also the name of a type of bird, the lark. In this case, the cyphers, in this case, are cyphers, which is to say, the word CYCLOPS, in German, means the female figure. The word CYCLOPS also means the female figure, and it is this, not the other, that the artist turns to in her triptych. The triptych is then a triptych of five images, each one a composite of a single composite figure. The cyphers are the letters of the name CYCLOPS. The cyphers are the initials of the artist's mother, and it is this, not this, that the artist turns to in her triptych.
This show with its admittedly curious title: Life is a Zyklus- moves into ArtistSpace -rather quietly, softly, as though on padded footsteps, intent on avoiding any aural or, yes, visual noise. The artist's name may not yet ring a bell (for that in itself is a species of discordant sound), despite the fact that this show by Annatha Lilo Gutierrez is not her debut or initial solo show. Zyklus, we are informed, is the German word for "cycle" and the idea virtually captures the entire theme of the show, and the propelling concept that generates the images in Gutierrez's works. The choice of the German word-which rhymes uncannily with circus- was provoked not by the perverse obfuscation, but rather reflects the artist's partly Germanic descent, and which indeed explains so much of the inherent quality of fantasy and otherworldly mood of narrative fairy tales. The result is a kind of faux-utopian world, one in which the illusory reality of the world is not only fantastical but also often very funny, but where the ordinary (or even the everyday) is not only extraordinary but also often very strange. These are worlds of high and low, of things that seem to be made of glass, of things that are as fragile and fragile as the glass they are made from. The result is a kind of confectionery that is as rich in flavor as in texture.The most striking work in the show was a series of close-up photographs of trees in a forest in a small German town called Graz. This piece, entitled Graz, 1993, was based on a photograph of a tree in the same forest, which was also the subject of a larger, earlier work. The Graz trees are both more beautiful and more fragile than the one in the Graz piece, and the latter, in fact, looks like a miniature miniature replica of the trees in Graz. The tree in Graz is a very tall, broad, and handsome tree. But its leaves are smaller than its trunk, and its branches are shorter than its trunk, and its trunk is wider than its branches. The Graz tree in the Graz piece is made up of several sections: a large, slender, almost cylindrical trunk; a slender, slender branch; a long, slender, elongated branch; and a few small, round, but otherwise unblemished branches. The trees in Graz look almost like miniature versions of the trees in the Graz piece. The trees in Graz are in fact miniature replicas of the trees in Graz. They have the same size, but they are all green. This is the difference between the Graz tree and the miniature version of the tree in Graz. In the Graz tree, the leaves are green, and the branches are yellow.
This show with its admittedly curious title: Life is a Zyklus- moves into ArtistSpace -rather quietly, softly, as though on padded footsteps, intent on avoiding any aural or, yes, visual noise. The artist's name may not yet ring a bell (for that in itself is a species of discordant sound), despite the fact that this show by Annatha Lilo Gutierrez is not her debut or initial solo show. Zyklus, we are informed, is the German word for "cycle" and the idea virtually captures the entire theme of the show, and the propelling concept that generates the images in Gutierrez's works. The choice of the German word-which rhymes uncannily with circus- was provoked not by the perverse obfuscation, but rather reflects the artist's partly Germanic descent, and which indeed explains so much of the inherent quality of fantasy and otherworldly mood of narrative fairy tales. (It is in the German that the word was borrowed from.) The answer to this puzzle, it would seem, is a kind of mythological tale, a story about the creation of a new world, a story in which the old world is transformed into a new creation.The exhibition opens with a series of works entitled Die Weltabasten (The World), all 1990, in which a shadowy figure—a little boy, presumably—sits on the floor of a large wooden box. The boy has a large, shiny hat and his head is covered with a brownish-red plastic cap. His eyes are closed, and his mouth is ajar. The two sets of eyes are inverted and the hat is pulled over his head. The cap is covered by a large, glossy white feather, a gift from his grandmother. The boy, who is not a boy, sits on the floor, holding the cap in his mouth. The feathers are tied to his head in a chain. The cap is attached to the boy's head with a small plastic ring. The feather-in-the-headdress is a kind of de-functional mask, a bit of syntactic shorthand for a kind of pattern of logic, the code of the universe. A similar kind of pattern is involved in the title of the work entitled Die Weltabasten, in which a number of objects, including a drum, a small saw, and a broken mirror, are arranged on the floor. The objects are not tied to the floor, but are stuck on the floor by a chain. This work is a sort of fairy tale, a tale of the creation of a new world. The object, the mask, the mask is a kind of tragic figure, the same one who appears in the mask. The mask is a kind of symbol, a sign, a mask.
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