whitehot | August 2011, Jason Martin at LA Louver![]() Justin Martin, Tzion, 2011 pure pigment on panel 25 1/2 x 22 in. (65 x 56 cm)
Jason Martin: Near By Far
Works like the ubiquitous Genus (2011) offer a compellingly stalwart account of the possibility of movement as this pure pigment on panel work verifiably twists and seethes within itself as though we as viewers were witnessing the secret, inner life of an electric current as it surges along its ten miles of coil. Martin’s fierce and uncompromising use of color, in this case magenta, heightens the experience of looking into the painting whereby the color field transforms into its own electric playing field. Still, other works in the exhibition are more overt with their agenda as is the case with Tzion (2011) where Martin’s slathering of the paint loses its effectiveness to the heft and weightiness of the color gold. The two gold paintings in the exhibition (Tzion and Shaolin) appear more obviously decorative, the works inherent fluidity obfuscated by the false decadence that presupposes anything shiny and gold. Gold and silver are tricky colors by which an artist might hope to appear honest, if not to the world, then at least to himself, and these two works are no exception. It’s like introducing small children and puppies on stage at the Ahmanson during a great performance of Hamlet. Anyone is bound to be upstaged. The title of the show offers a glimpse into Martin’s working process, Near By Far, meaning that the way in which we as viewers “see” or witness an artwork is strangely its own journey “where far only becomes near from the reflection of the distance traveled. Getting closer depends on your perception of how far you have traveled. This can be an illusion, and to arrive at a place is, of course, another departure.” The immediacy and materiality of the paint is projected forward of the picture plane creating a sense of intimacy, yet within that intimate gesture is tremendous movement which broadens and expands the image outward beyond itself. This is a truly experiential process both for the artist as well as for the viewer, or as Grace Slick so eloquently put it, referring to the New Wonderland of experimental drugs, “One pill makes you larger. One pill makes you small, and the ones that mother gives you don’t do anything at all.”
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