Posts tagged with "Black & White Gallery":

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Brooklyn's 56 Bogart is at the center of the New York City art world

  If the address 56 Bogart in Brooklyn means nothing to you then you're missing the center of the art world in New York City in 2015. Forget about Chelsea and the Bowery, Bushwick and East Williamsburg are the most exciting exhibition outposts in the city and maybe in the country. It's Soho 40 years ago as any Saturday afternoon stroll along Bogart Street will make clear with its cafes, bars, restaurants and working artists lofts on every block. The 56 Bogart gallery Black and White, for example, was founded in New York in 2002. Its mandate is to cultivate "promising artists in the initial and more advanced phases of their careers." The gallery started in an industrial ground-floor space in Brooklyn and from 2006 to 2010 had two locations—Williamsburg and Chelsea. In 2010 the Chelsea gallery closed and not-for-profit Black & White Project Space was established in Brooklyn. Now after a two-year hiatus, the Project Space is at 56 Bogart Street and the first show in its new space, Henry Khudyakov Final Brain Storm, is a survey of the Russian-born, 85-year-old artist and poet's nearly forty year career in the United States. That's unique and ambitious for a small gallery like Black and White. The gallery is a perfect place to spend a Saturday afternoon.
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Buffalo Unbuilt as Entropic Urban Art Project

With some 10,000 buildings languishing on the official demolition list, Buffalo is a landscape in the losing—a city coming to grips, like others in the Rust Belt, with the postindustrial present and its architectural aftermath. As part of that collective quest, the city’s detritus is now improbably on view in a pair of exhibitions that consider the fate of shrinking cities, thanks to artist and architect Dennis Maher and his ongoing project Undone-Redone City, an extended meditation on urban fabric in an entropic state of flux. Maher’s interest in the demolition and reassemblage of urban places became an occupational hazard of sorts after he landed in Buffalo in 2002 and found himself working on wrecking crews to pay the bills. The experience gave him a keen appreciation for what he calls “ecologies of decay”—the strange processes of dereliction and succession that have long been familiar to residents of Detroit. Working out of makeshift studios in vacant buildings around the city, Maher began assembling its remnants into installations that spoke to the power of urban fragments, yet also to their potential—reconstituted scraps and shards of a place that’s disappearing by the Dumpster-ful. The result is currently on view at Buffalo’s Burchfield Penney Art Center as part of the sprawling Beyond/In Western New York biennial. Here, Maher’s Animate Lost/Found Matter (001-) is a suspended mash-up of architectural innards—boards and battens, crunched metal, TV aerials, filigrees of marquetry and siding. Drawn from demolition sites and salvage yards, what the artist calls “aggregate environments of urban waste” are part sculpture, part urban archaeology, part archive, and part protest. Indeed Maher, who studied at Cornell and teaches architecture at SUNY’s University at Buffalo, sees his artistic enterprise as a combination of architecture and activism that can help heal cities reeling from the atomizing impact of demolition. You can find his latest project at Brooklyn’s Black & White Gallery/Project Space, where Maher was an artist-in-residence last summer. His show of photographic works, Neglect of Finish, recently closed, but the site-specific installation End Wall is on exhibit through November 21 (the artist’s reception is this Friday at 6 p.m.). A fugue-like construction of demolition debris, found objects, and house paint, the work captures the ungainly, even ungodly nature of a city left for dead. In these works Maher has mounded up the tailings of an urban extraction process of unprecedented proportion. This is what’s left after the old industrial city has been chewed up and spat out by an inhuman economic imperative. With these modest materials and means, Maher summons a collective spirit from a senseless city of bits.