Last Saturday night I saw art I liked at “Human Condition”:
- Katie Herzog’s paintings
- Owen Kydd’s transparencies displayed on X-ray reading boxes
- Louis Fratino’s homo Kitaj-y paintings
- Stuart Sandford’s adoring/ironic photo and bronze
- Amir H. Fallah’s stoner pattern & decoration meets Tadanori Yokoo paintings
Otherwise, the work and the setting proved that there really is such a thing as too much abjection and horror, even in a fine art context. When I first arrived in L.A. in the mid-Eighties I marveled at all the exhibits of snot on sticks. It still happens, but now in ratty old hospitals, complete with gruesome abandoned equipment, stains and and signs on the wall. It was fun for a few minutes, then …. I’m not on enough meds to hack it.