Vija Celmins Torso 1964 Oil on Wood Art Movement

CAN'T Nosotros Simply START OVER? Make a new beginning and exercise it all again, only improve? This sentiment, echoed in some grade in so many conversations today, is—equally virtually students of art history will know—as much ane of modernism's motivating myths as it is a refrain of gimmicky malaise. The fantasy of a fresh start is fundamental to how innumerable artists accept imagined what it ways to make fine art at all, and, by extension, how information technology might hope to brand the world more than like i they would wish to inhabit. The powerful image of the blank slate is so persistent in part considering it is adaptable to virtually any situation, era, or agenda. Time and again, however, it fails to deliver on its ostensible promises. Ultimately, a completely new beginning proves as elusive every bit the avant-gardist fictions of originality and invention with which its fantasy is so securely intertwined. This doesn't hateful starting afresh is a useless or ignoble goal. Simply because you know y'all'll likely fail doesn't hateful you shouldn't effort; that's what it means to commit to the quixotic, utopian cause of art, right?

These are some of the many thoughts Vija Celmins'southward recent Blackboard Tableaus evoke, made as they quite literally are of blank slates. Pieces such equally Blackboard Tableau #12, 2007–xv, typically consist of paired objects: a child'south antique miniature blackboard and a re-create of that item, which the artist has had fabricated (by a article of furniture-maker friend) and then herself painted to look as much like the gear up-fabricated object as possible. Displayed together, these institute slates and their handmade twins invite close looking and inspire their viewers to attempt to distinguish original from reproduction. The Blackboard Tableaus chop-chop transcend our marveling at the artist'southward mimetic skills, however, and compel usa to consider the key paradox they embody: that the blank slate, presented hither both literally and figuratively, is anything but blank. Celmins'southward painstaking reproduction of the blackboard'due south surface—its scratches and its particular shade of cloudy gray, remnants of decades of writing and erasing chalk—constitute the majority of her artistic labor in these pieces. Her careful attention to remaking the patina of the found object underscores the proposition that fifty-fifty when one wishes to wipe the slate make clean, traces of the past inevitably remain. The beginning is e'er already occupied by the inescapable presence of history. Try as we might, there is no tabula rasa hither.

The urge to begin anew is one of the primary engines of Celmins's limpid artistic practice, which spans the past five decades and media ranging from painting and drawing to sculpture and printmaking. Equally early as the chronological beginning of her career, in 1964, Celmins imagined that to brainstorm meant to showtime over. Setting up her first studio in Los Angeles after graduate schoolhouse, she sought to set her education and preconceptions aside, in lodge to paint objects shut at hand from direct observation. She afterward described this first trunk of work: "I thought I would sit down without all my theories and aesthetics . . . to start in a more than archaic identify with just my eyes and my mitt."¹ Of course, the want to get abroad from theory, and back to the "more primitive" eye and mitt, is itself highly theory-laden, and Celmins's works from this menstruation suggest, equally exercise the Blackboard Tableaus, that to begin at all is to engage with the past. Signal pieces from this time, such as Envelope and Hot Plate, both 1964, are naturalistic depictions of humble, quotidian objects, but their fluent paint-handling, limited palette, and shallow pictorial space also evoke art-historical precedents. The work of Morandi, Manet, and, further back, Velázquez, looms large, haunting and inspiring these canvases. Again, as much as the creative person would like to paint simple objects in her studio merely, Celmins's early on canvases also evince strategies closer to home, namely those of an emergent, deadpan American Pop. Though achieved through radically different means (and intentions), Celmins's 1964 Heater is cousin to another object on a studio floor that an artist transformed into art that year: Andy Warhol'due south Brillo Box (Soap Pads). The fact that these works are figurative at all, and depict anonymously produced industrial objects to boot, brings them together, especially when they are viewed against the backdrop of the immediate tradition of gestural abstraction from which their makers were both, in their ain ways, distancing themselves.

The more than time Celmins spends on a work, the less it reveals its madeness, and the more her handiwork is submerged.

Celmins'due south stated desire to put her theories aside and Warhol'south infamous wish to "be a machine" betray almost oppositional affects and ideas of artistic subjectivity—Celmins sought the immersive depth of close looking, while Warhol denied its very possibility. Just both participate in the larger cultural tactics of artistic self-negation that define some of the all-time American art of the 1960s and '70s. Tired of the overblown claims to individual expression that permeated the soapbox of the previous generation, many artists emerging in the wake of AbEx sought to circumvent the personal and expressionist dimensions of artmaking birthday. One strategy for doing so was to limit one's subjective decision-making to as few moves every bit possible, to subvert one's personal taste and bury evidence of 1's creative hand.^two Anti-invention was an ideal. This context helped establish the parameters of Celmins's practice and has strongly informed it ever since. In her earliest works, this strategy included, more specifically, restricting her color palette, centering her imagery (equally opposed to artfully composing information technology), and painting unmarried objects chosen for their convenience rather than symbolic content. Within a few short years, Celmins had radicalized this removal further, using photographic sources as the models for her drawings and paintings and subsuming the facture of her earliest paintings into slick, uniform surfaces. Technically, she was making images in much the aforementioned manner—her process remained, fundamentally, that of observational rendering—but now the objects she was painting "from life" were photographs. From the mid- to late '60s, Celmins preferred anonymous black-and-white imagery taken from newspapers and magazines. In painting from photographs, Celmins relieved herself of the burden of inventing what to pigment, for one time she settled on an epitome, her piece of work was constrained to something similar copying. She eagerly sought such limits. "The paradigm is simply a structure I don't have to think most."^three With the model called, Celmins could focus on what she was near interested in: the slow, manual work of making the object.

LABOR IS A BIG Function—maybe the primary part—of Celmins'southward artistic process, and her works across artistic media share the characteristic of being highly wrought, even if nearly invisibly so. A painting can take years for her to consummate, involving dozens of campaigns of applying paint and scraping information technology off to get-go over again. Ironically, the more time Celmins spends on a work, the less it reveals its madeness, and the more her handiwork is submerged. This is, of course, part of the point; Celmins has evocatively described her desire for her paintings to be as smooth as Formica.⁴ In that location is an airtight quality to Celmins's fine art, which can be both unsettling and compelling. Accept Comb, 1969–seventy: At seventy-seven inches high, this painted sculpture enlarges its model from handheld to human size just otherwise looks completely unchanged. It is as if this exaggeration of scale has happened without human intervention, by magic. By using lacquer in the sculpture—which settles under gravity during the drying process to erase whatsoever manual brushwork—the creative person creates a glassy surface that entirely masks her impact. Should we need reminding of the central tensions at pale in Celmins's approach, the sculpture itself brings home the thesis, with the word HANDMADE spelled out at the rummage'south tiptop. Some of the power of this work in particular—and of Celmins's oeuvre every bit a whole—comes from the frisson of knowing that it was made by hand only finding scant prove of that fact before us. (This distinguishes her objects from the countless examples of contemporary artwork today that incorporate digital fabrication. In these, lack of facture signifies something completely dissimilar.) This tension of the present merely invisible hand is Celmins's fundamental contribution in fine art'south long and extended dialogue with mechanical reproduction. Her work transmits the energy of its human origin, simply information technology doesn't resolve into the specific "expressive" subjectivity of a detail individual. The human behind the hand remains present, but mute and aspiring to anonymity.

In much art of Celmins's generation, as emphasis on the artist'due south hand (and by proxy, her persona) receded, materials came to the fore. In Celmins's example, this is perhaps most evident in the large number of works on newspaper she made from the '70s on, after she began an extended hiatus from painting. In interviews, Celmins has repeatedly described her Galaxy and Ocean drawings in terms of the married physicality of paper and graphite, rather than of the particular imagery. Her interests are primarily fabric; she notes that these works "came out of loving the blackness of the pencil," and that in them, she wanted to let "the material exist the textile."^five Untitled (Body of water Steps #2), 1973, is a tour de strength of this impulse and exploration. Here, across a suite of identically sized sheets of paper, Celmins serially rendered the same photographic images of a rippled ocean surface—offset once again seven times—using pencils of increasing softness (and hence darkness) as she moved from left to right. Systematically working her way through the graphite grading scale—the taxonomy of H'southward and B's that denotes relative hardness—Celmins creates a portrait of her materials. This is a piece of work about the how of making rather than the what of the image. Like an old-schoolhouse photographer experimenting with the zone system—or a designer adjusting a contrast slider in Photoshop—Celmins seems to test how the image holds up at different tonalities. Chiefly, each of these varying tonalities is predetermined and set-made: a function of the divisions of graphite bachelor in commercial pencils, rather than of her own artistic taste.

Though yous may find yourself request which of her sky paintings is a improve painting, y'all rarely ask which is a meliorate prototype.

Immaculate, easily-off technique and systematic, nonaesthetic material exploration are two strategies of anti-invention key to Celmins's practice, only so too are copying and repetition.⁶ For Celmins, copies are never perfect, just as repetition never yields precisely the same results. The slippage, yet minor, between two nearly identical images is the space the artist has explored her entire career, and undoubtedly accounts, at to the lowest degree in part, for her involvement in working with the same epitome more than once, in repeatedly starting over. Works such equally Untitled (Double Desert) and Untitled (Double Blackout Berenices), both 1974, exemplify her impulse to close the gaps between original and copy. In each, paired drawings on a single sheet of paper depict the same paradigm at ii sizes. (The larger drawing is almost, though not exactly, double the surface area of the smaller.) This presentation not only has the result of letting u.s.a. appraise the image at two unlike scales—information technology also argues for the fidelity of Celmins's commitment to a dispassionate reproduction of the source image. If, in a unmarried image of a nonspecific referent, such equally a desert floor or a starry sky, the artist were to fudge the rendering of a specific particular, we would never know. Past doubling the prototype, still, Celmins holds herself, and encourages us to hold her, to a standard of maximum faithfulness to the source epitome, proving to herself as much as to her viewers the rigor with which she expunges personal, expressive, and arbitrary decision-making from her process. In the stop, the energy Celmins spends endmost the gap between original and copy leaves a paradoxical remainder: Ultimately, because they are discernibly handmade (while one always recognizes a photographic source in Celmins'southward work, one never mistakes her drawings for photographs), the gap betwixt source and artwork emphasizes a lurking homo presence.

This strategy becomes fifty-fifty more radicalized in To Fix the Image in Retentivity I–Xi, 1977–82, a signal work consisting of eleven painted cast bronzes presented alongside their original stone "models." Hither, it is every bit if Celmins has taken the initial assignment of Western aesthetics—to imitate nature—literally. As in her subsequent Blackboard Tableaus, Celmins eliminates any conditionality in her dedication to quasi-mechanical reproduction that might linger in the exercise of the doubled drawings. That is, while i might exist able to brand two drawings based on the same photograph await plenty similar each other to convey the idea of an erased personal manner, presenting your copy alongside the ready-made model itself sets the bar even higher. In these works, we no longer have to take Celmins's word for information technology—that is, we no longer have to accept the rhetoric of the dispassionate photographic style in which she renders things—since the model is in that location to inspect as well.

CELMINS'S IMAGERY is as notable every bit the ways in which she uses it, and similarly focused and cool. At showtime, Celmins worked from a relatively diverse pick of images, encompassing photographs of warplanes and fiery disasters, just offset in the late '60s, she limited herself to a much narrower range of subjects, including the parched desert flooring, the ocean, the starry sky, and spiderwebs. It is significant that all these forms tin be said to exist unauthored; they are found in nature, not fabricated by human hands. Celmins rarely says much about her imagery. She even one time described it as "almost zilch."⁷ Simply by saying the image is about nothing, Celmins is, of class, saying quite a lot. This virtually-nothingness is a means to an end. Her discrete images of this iconography, while technically based on different photographs, are strikingly generic: The stars and webs are all and then similar equally to make their aesthetic variety irrelevant. While they may, strictly speaking, be individual, unique images, they might as well not be. Though yous may find yourself request which of her sky paintings is a better painting, yous rarely ask which is a better image. This extreme and functional interchangeability is another dimension of her overall creative program of limits and anti-invention. By deciding more than than forty years ago that she would describe imagery from a few select things, Celmins effectively freed herself from having to spend whatever time or energy agonizing over what to paint. Similarly, by choosing imagery that is near exclusively visually nonhierarchical (with detail and incident spread equally across the prototype frame), Celmins circumvents relational composition. 2 of the central decisions in exercising aesthetic taste—what to paint and how to compose it—have been headed off at the laissez passer.⁸

Further, a loose system seems to connect the photographs from which she chooses to work. Celmins's source images—which think her explorations of the gradation scale of commercially available graphite in work Untitled (Body of water Steps #2)—catalogue the visual possibilities afforded, and adamant, by the engineering of the camera. Beyond the obvious fact that her work is based on photographic images, its specific typology reflects the range of focal lengths of a camera lens as information technology zooms out from shut-up to infinity: The Webs are the shut-ups, the Deserts and Oceans explore the expanding mid-range, and the Galaxies and Night Skies depict the infinitely distant. Indeed, some of the Night Skies are based on images sent back to Earth past the Hubble Infinite Telescope, a camera fitted with a huge lens capable of capturing some of the most remote objects possible. (A more contempo image, Shell, 2009–x, presents the contrary finish of the spectrum, depicting its subject in extreme shut-up, in a item only available through a macro lens.) Even in using natural imagery, Celmins exhibits supreme reserve. Nosotros see the world—and, indeed, the whole universe, small to large—through the technical mediation of a absurd camera eye.

Celmins's imagery is coolly hands-off, but information technology is far from lifeless.

While Celmins'due south steadfast commitment to strategies of anti-invention comes out of, and participates in, specific artistic discourses that emerged in the '60s, the long view of her career allows us to see that her unique contribution has been to probe issues of origins and beginnings. In her work, renewal and self-erasure are complementary, not mutually exclusive. That is, for Celmins, to start over is not to replace one agenda with some other—in upshot, to heroically or hubristically impose one's individual will on a new vision of the future, as many avant-gardists strove to exercise—and then much as it is to imagine a country of mind (or of torso, fifty-fifty) without an identity or expressive agenda. Past minimizing the artist's hand, Celmins deemphasizes the individual but non the human per se. As a event, she displaces the model of the expressive subject, whose valorization has so often been at the center of artistic product, with something altogether more modest and appealing. Celmins'due south imagery is coolly hands-off, merely it is far from lifeless (a characteristic ascribed, without prejudice, to Warhol). Rather, in form, subject matter, and technical execution, Celmins evokes the smallness, and potentially even the wonder, of a person in the face of larger forces. The artist's imagery of oceans and galaxies, specks of dirt and grains of sand, the thin filaments of spiderwebs and the surface of an eggshell dotted with so many pores indeed constitutes an iconography of the infinite; nevertheless, her artistic treatment of these subjects refuses recourse to the expressivity or pathos that typically attends the sublime in art.

As her practice enters its 2nd half-century, Celmins has brought these issues to the fore even more clearly, introducing a new literalism into her work—remaking physical blank slates that correspond, amid other things, figurative bare slates. This literalism poignantly recalls her earliest work, the observational still lifes that launched her career. If the paintings of a heater, hot plate, and lamp lying about her studio revealed a 20-six-year-former artist request what it means to style a personal practice unbound by "theories and aesthetics," what does a mature principal's work like Darwin, 2008–ten, tell us? Here, in a small oil painting depicting a splayed-out early edition of the famed naturalist'due south On the Origin of Species, we come across Celmins circling around even bigger ideas. The work raises the question not of what it means to be an creative person, merely of what information technology ways to be a human. Back to the beginning, indeed.

"Vija Celmins: To Fix the Image in Memory," curated by Gary Garrels and Ian Alteveer, is organized by the San Francisco Museum of Mod Art and the Metropolitan Museum of Fine art, New York. The exhibition is on view at the San Francisco Museum of Modern Art through March 31; travels to the Fine art Gallery of Ontario, Toronto, May 4–August 4; and the Met Breuer, New York, September 24, 2019–January 12, 2020.

Jordan Kantor is an creative person and a Professor at California College of the Arts in San Francisco. He is a founder of no place press.

NOTES

one. Vija Celmins, "Interview with Vija Celmins," in Coutts Contemporary Fine art Awards 2000: Eija-Liisa Ahtila, Vija Celmins, Luc Tuymans (Zurich: Coutts Contemporary Art Foundation, 2000), 38, quoted in Gary Garrels, "To Gear up an Paradigm in Memory," in Vija Celmins: To Fix the Image in Retentivity (San Francisco: San Francisco Museum of Modern Art, 2018), 13–14.

ii. My understanding of artistic strategies of cocky-erasure is indebted to the writings (and teachings) of Yve-Alain Bois. For his comments on the item manifestations of this tendency in postwar American art, meet Yve-Alain Bois, "Abstraction, 1910–1925: Eight Statements," October, no. 143 (Winter 2013): 16.

three. Vija Celmins: Drawing as Thinking: Extracts from Conversations and Notebooks, exh. cat. (London: Anthony d'Offay Gallery, 1999), n.p., as quoted in Stephanie Straine, "Dust and Doubt: The Deserts and Galaxies of Vija Celmins," in Tate Papers, Autumn 2010, accessed 28 November 2018, www.tate.org.uk/research/publications/tate-papers/14/grit-and-incertitude-the-deserts-and-galaxies-of-vija-celmins.

4. Celmins discussed Formica in "In Conversation: Vija Celmins with Phong Bui," Brooklyn Rails, June 3, 2010, brooklynrail.org/2010/06/art/vija-celmins-with-phong-bui. As an aside, the emergence of this aspect of Celmins's piece of work might be productively considered in relation to the cursory flourish of California Cease Fetish, which coincided with an increased suppression of the visual evidence of making in her paintings and sculptures.

5. Vija Celmins, "Vija Celmins Interviewed by Chuck Close," in Vija Celmins, ed. William Due south. Bartman (New York: A.R.T. Press, 1992), 36, 45.

6. For more than on repetition in Celmins'due south work, run into Briony Fer, "Exercises in Abstraction," in Vija Celmins: To Fix the Image in Retentivity, 195–201.

vii. Celmins, "Vija Celmins Interviewed past Chuck Close," 45.

8. Celmins on removing limerick or intention: "I liked the fact that they were something outside of myself. And I did love the fact that I didn't have to brand up anything because I was trying to find something that could even so be art afterwards removing obvious limerick and obvious intention." Celmins, "Vija Celmins Interviewed by Chuck Shut," 17.

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