As I walked into Nancy Hwang’s art-slathered loft on another tropical day in New York City, I reminded myself that the visit was strictly “no business.” Through a serendipitous, mysterious phone call, I had somehow landed myself a promise of homemade cake and coffee at an intimate birthday celebration among the close friends of an artist whose exhibit I had just left.
Chewing my way from a spongy, decadent apple cake to a dark chocolate hazelnut crumble, while discussing physics and pole dancing with a group of eccentric strangers, I felt like I had stepped into some bizarre, yet wonderful dream. In a city where you can walk right by your own cousin without the slightest clue, is there room for impromptu tea parties at the home of a person who did not know you existed 20 minutes before?
Such is the question seven innovative artists have visited, tackled, and re-posed in the exhibit “The Absolutely Other,” curated by Miriam Katz, on view until August 7 at The Kitchen in Chelsea. Hwang was one of the featured artists along with Einat Amir, Daniel Bozhkov, Xavier Cha, eteam, Hope Hilton and Dave McKenzie, in a group exhibition that featured video, photography, installation, and performance.
Each artist injects an exotic, special energy into the space with his or her own style, but all unite in a mission to challenge conventional social parameters through the interactive nature of their work. The project results in strangers shifting from detached observers to active participants, forging personal relationships with the artists, and redefining the work itself as they become a part of the creative process.
The exhibit is laid out like an obstacle course, where the spectator is not only permitted, but also invited to touch, write on, flip through, and lie in the artwork. A few twists and turns lead you to a dark room with a large bed in the center that lures you to sink into its sumptuous softness, while watching the artist have conversations with more than 20 people on a life-scale video projection that hangs from the ceiling.
But first comes a keypad-less phone that connects to the artist’s cell phone; a Plexiglas box for visitors to leave their contact information (one of whom the artist will treat to a private dinner); a Moby Dick coloring book; a table spilling over with a tempting selection of novels and the opportunity to start an intimate book club; a slide show and digitally-manipulated photo album documenting a group of German gardeners’ faux trip to America; and several video installations which document three actors hired to improvise pre-selected archetypal characters in foreign scenarios.
Through each of these works the artist is inviting the stranger to delve into the unknown world of chance, breaking the fourth wall, and creating equal opportunities between the creator and the spectator to share in completely original, unplanned experiences.
While I had no idea what to expect when I picked up that red keypad-less desktop telephone, eating three different kinds of cake in Nancy Hwang’s dining room 20 minutes later was certainly not among my predictions. If the goal was to subvert the conventional then this exhibit passed with flying colors — or rather, with flying beds and telephones.