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Art in America
March 1998 John Monti at Elizabeth Harris |
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The work that John Monti
has shown over the last few years occupies a niche somewhere between Minimalist
floor pieces, Earth works and landscape design. He constructs large,
low, undulant wooden frames and gives them a dark covering of cement, fiberglass
or rubber. He showed such work at the Sculpture Center and LedisFlam
in 1993, and recently in an outdoor installation at MetroTech Center in
Brooklyn and in a group show at Art in General. His Elizabeth Harris
show was significant for its introduction of small, colored wall sculptures,
abstract and amusing, and for a huge installation piece, 26 feet in diameter,
in the lineage of his earlier floor pieces but pushing to new extremes.
Every sculpture in this
show (all date from 1997) occupied a particular place in the room.
Angle Bob (Rose) is like a barnacle or a scale insect that attached itself
to the wall about 7 feet up. Like all the wall sculptures, the form
is made of pigmented rubber over fiverglass foam. This one measures
20 by 10 by 7 inches and is close to oval in outline, hanging falt against
the wall but rigin to an irregular soft ridge. It's a cheerful, glossy
candy red; a similar piece is slick yellow. Corner Bob is a large
white bulge that clings to a projecting corner in the L-shaped room, hanging
like an enormous flabby bear belly with ripples and sags in its satiny
white surface. White Junior, again high on the wall, looks like a
coated aspirin tablet while Rudy Gel Extra Large is the size and shape
of a portable blackboard, but its redness and rounded edges recall a Coca-Cola
sign. Its semitransparent surface allows a view of dark lines - perhaps
brushstrokes or maybe sanded striations.
One walks out
of this exhibition, however, thinking of the strangeness of the big piece,
Dressed Up (pigmented plastic over fiberglass foam over plywood), which surrounds
a square pillar in the center of the gallery and makes that structural
element appear to be there for its convenience. The pillar and sculpture
play at opposites: one is white, the other neutral gray; one is vertical,
the other spreads horizontally; one is square in profile, the other spreads
horizontally; one is square in profile, the other consists of curves; one
is rigid, the other looks fluid. In conjunction, they are a perfect
yin/yang, male/female. This piece can be walked on, which makes it
kin to Carl Andre's metal floor tiles. But Monti's sculpture comes
with a contemporary, almost cartoonish sense of animation. It looks
soft (though it's not) and creepily alive, like The Blob. Monti achieves
a perfection of ambiguity in this work, and one can't say wheather the
scupture flows from the pillar to take over the room, or sucks itself upward
to engulf the pillar. |
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