This thread is making me think about my relationship to Metalsmith
and SNAG, so I can feel a rant coming on. I loved going to the
conference in SF, but the theme was “Making It in Metal” and the
presenters I saw actually addressed the issue of making a living.
Also, there was a “sideshow” on the Bay Area moderns: even merry
renk’s crowns were meant to be worn (and how I love them!).
SNAG gave me a partial scholarship, which was why I was able to go,
and I’m very grateful to them. But I feel no desire to join the
organization or subscribe to Metalsmith–I sit and read it in Borders
and occasionally I buy it. When I do, it’s either because there’s
enough work pictured and discussed that really intrigues me (rare) or
an article that reminds me so much of the “discourse” which dominated
my days in graduate school that I’m bemused enough to “collect” it.
I wasn’t in grad school in art (I was in social theory), but my
colleagues were obsessed with acquiring “legitimacy with an edge.” I
remember sitting in a Michel Foucault seminar with a bunch of
straight male theorists and wondering if they felt that, because
Foucault was gay, he gave them some kind of edge they couldn’t get
any other way. Sort of like “Queer Eye for the Straight Academic.”
I don’t know a lot about how this “edgy academic” thing happened in
metals (and I do know that there are academics, like Arline Fisch and
Mary Lee Hu, whose work I adore, and who seem sublimely unconcerned
with it). But I suspect that the same desire for “legitimacy with an
edge” permeates what used to be called crafts programs–and
Metalsmith is the mouthpiece of the metals programs. I know a lot
more about what happened in ceramics-- partially because a lot of it
happened in California, partially because I used to (sort of) be a
potter (in class, when one of our pots collapsed on the wheel, our
standard joke was, “Look! Now it’s art!”).
Coincidentally, I just went to see the collection at SFMOMA, and
their current show on Pop, and I noticed how I react to the work of
the two “fathers” of “ceramic art”–i.e. people who were trained as
potters and rebelled against functional ceramics and decided to make
"art" instead. Peter Voulkos just turns me off, as do his epigones.
I’d much rather look at the traditional pottery of someone like
Warren MacKenzie, who isn’t rebelling or trying for legitimacy in the
art world and who doesn’t have any desire to be edgy. His work is
just beautiful. On the other hand, I love Bob Arneson’s work, as wild
and sometimes ugly as it is, because it makes me laugh. Bob could
have cared less about legitimacy (disclaimer: I feel a personal
connection to him, because he still feels very “present” in
Benicia–lots of his friends and family around–and I sit on one of
his heads whenever I go to the waterfront).
So maybe that’s part of it. Bob didn’t take himself seriously.
Metalsmith takes itself very seriously. But it’s a certain kind of
academic seriousness–after all, Ornament takes itself seriously too,
and I’d still be subscribing if I had the money. But what Ornament
takes seriously is what I sense a lot of Orchidians take seriously,
even though we may not think about it. I don’t know how to put it,
but I know Robert Lui has written editorials that touch on it. It has
something to do with beauty and raising people’s spirits and touching
their hearts and preserving magic in a decidedly un-magical world and
feeding an ancient soul hunger in human beings. This is not what
Metalsmith is about. So…I admit it, I haven’t even looked at the
issue in question. And, given the comments of people I tend to agree
with, I probably won’t bother.
But I also want to say that I spent a lot of time in front of the
paintings of Rothko and Ad Reinhardt and Barnett Newman and, despite
the “serious” and “non-functional” nature of their work, they felt
more like Warren MacKenzie than like Peter Voulkos–or like most of
what I’ve seen in Metalsmith. Go figure.
Lisa Orlando
Aphrodite’s Ornaments
(maybe soon to return to) Benicia, CA