ART REVIEW: “ColorPop” Tension in Works by Dayton, Jennings and Pagano
For a second winter, the Malia Mills retail space on Main Street in East Hampton has been converted into a brick and mortar exhibition venue for folioeast, the online gallery, studio visits coordinator and sales organization founded by Coco Myers in 2016. “ColorPop,” the folioeast show that opened January 13, 2018 at Malia Mills—featuring works by Peter Dayton, Janet Jennings and William Pagano—is one of the most welcome surprises of the East Hampton art scene this January.
In the display window to the left of the entrance of the cleared-out retail space is one of two clusters of sculptures by Peter Dayton: spear-shaped tripods painted with colorful stripes, a sharp-edged, sculptural manifestation of the surfboard imagery Dayton has worked with for years.
On the wall to the left is William (Bill) Pagano’s dye sublimation on aluminum series, works Pagano describes as influenced by “postwar prosperity and its promise of Utopia.” The streaks of color capture the fiery skies of a sun both rising and setting, giving the pieces an event horizon feel—a reminder of the unattainable nature of utopias.
Next on the wall are Pagano’s canvases. Unlike the works on aluminum, these paintings bear the psychological weight of empty rooms, and the thrumming heart of the show is the white void in the center of a painting from his "Modern House" series, a ghost image of an architectural space dissipating into pure absence.
The opening on January 13, 2018 was well attended, abuzz with the artists and their friends and patrons. I passed through a throng of black-clad gallerygoers to reach the watercolors on the back wall by Janet Jennings, my favorites in her series. Reminiscent of textile art, the thin painted lines quiver with life—parallel and straight, if not taut. Standing before them, the viewer’s eyes are drawn to the texture of the surface—much like Dayton’s small paintings on wood, which read like studies for the larger sculptures, with the surfaces of the paintings marred by pencil marks and drops of varnish.
In the case of Jennings, the “imperfections” in the painted lines give an energy to the work that crescendos to the very edge of the painting, where the lines halt, abruptly, against the raw paper with the finality of a severed thread.
.To the right of the Jennings watercolors stands the second cluster of Dayton’s sculptures. This time, standing closer to them than I would have liked in the crowded space, I am struck by their razor sharpness, by their latent threat.
In his artist’s statement, Dayton describes them as rockets pointing toward the future. I can’t help but feel there is something of the tongue-in-cheek punk rock sensibility of their creator behind this claim, for while earlier works of Dayton’s have neutralized the dangers of surfboards by flattening their designs into a decorative, two-dimensional space, these “rockets” seem to be part missile, part spear. And if the colorful beacons are indeed pointing toward the future of our time in this world, it leaves the viewer wondering what kind of future that may be.
That said, perhaps it is simply, as Pagano suggests in his artist statement, that such abstractions result in “zones of indeterminacy.” Whatever the reason, the tension that arises from all of the works in the exhibition seems to be the thread that draws them together. From the uninhabited spaces of the Pagano paintings and prints to the blunt edges and disorienting palettes of the Jennings color fields to Dayton’s “rocket” missiles, the selected works seem to be a collective reminder of the frailty of our senses, perhaps the vulnerability of our species itself.
Shows like this do not emerge from nowhere, and folioeast founder Coco Meyers and her associate Kay Gibson should be commended for their curatorial artistry in both the artist selections and installation. Even the show’s title, “ColorPop,” seems to have taken on new meaning. More than just a reference to the pop of color in the white-walled popup gallery and a nod to the contemporary art movement, “ColorPop” is the synesthetic sound these works make in this small space; it’s the sound a missile makes when it is fired from a distance.
Leaving the opening to return to the drab, grey January night, with Main Street awash with melted snow, it seemed fitting to glance back over my shoulder for one last look at Peter Dayton’s sculptures, this time through the protective barrier of the glassed-in storefront. It was only then that I discovered the show’s final surprise (a complementary easter egg, if you will, unique to the popup nature of the series): the vinyl lettering of the retail tag superimposed over the well-lit display of Dayton’s rockets, which reads like a postmodern word-poem:
Great Group Show for A Great Cause
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Jane Martin's dramatic photograph, The Break #7, part of her water series.
Thanks to everyone for coming to the folioeast inaugural party and exhibit on October 1. What a great group of artists and what a great time we all had! (PHOTOS BELOW)