{"id":1280,"date":"2009-11-16T13:27:02","date_gmt":"2009-11-16T21:27:02","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/anotherbb\/wp\/2009\/11\/peter_shelton_and_the_peanut_g\/"},"modified":"2009-11-16T13:27:02","modified_gmt":"2009-11-16T21:27:02","slug":"peter_shelton_and_the_peanut_g","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/anotherbb\/2009\/11\/peter_shelton_and_the_peanut_g.html","title":{"rendered":"Peter Shelton and the peanut gallery"},"content":{"rendered":"

In the west plaza of Seattle’s Safeco Field is a 5-ton granite boulder that sculptor Peter Shelton<\/a> found in the Cascade range. It’s an object with the power to bring wilderness into the city.
\nShelton honored it with a shadow, a black bronze replica that offers mass without weight. Woven on its surface are horizontal waves that respond to the surface nuances of the rock and answer its chaos with order. Titled “rockshadow<\/a>,” the piece plays with the nature of inside and out, form and shadow, the real and fake, the found and created.<\/p>\n

Despite the challenge of his subtlety, Shelton enjoys considerable success in the realm of public art. Controversies such as the current one over his sixbeaststwomonkeys<\/i>, an ensemble of eight sculptures installed in front of the LAPD’s new headquarters, are rare. <\/p>\n

(Photos LA Times<\/a>)<\/p>\n

\"petersheltonla1.jpg\"
\"petersheltonlast.jpg\"One of two bookends:<\/p>\n

\"petersheltonlongleg.jpg\"LA Times columnist Steve Lopez kicked  off the commentary with one of his I-wander-the-city essays. In a similar vein, his columns on homeless musician Nathaniel Ayers became a book and later a movie starring Robert Downey Jr. and Jamie Foxx. (In case somehow you missed it, NPR story on their friendship here<\/a>. Good movie.)<\/p>\n

Here’s Lopez on Shelton:<\/p>\n

As luck would have it, the nearly completed LAPD headquarters is right outside my office window, so I’ve been bird-dogging the project from Day One to make sure taxpayers don’t get ripped off. Which brings me to the $500,000 worth of public art that’s just been installed on the west side of the building.<\/p>\n

The cast-bronze sculptures consist of six large black blobs, with two tall, skinny structures on either side.<\/p>\n

I wasn’t sure what to make of them, so I went straight to the top: It looks like “some kind of cow splat,” said Police Chief William J. Bratton, who sounded as if he were personally insulted by the installation.
\nBratton said he first drove past the work and later walked back to see whether “it’s as ugly up close as it is when you’re driving by.”<\/p>\n

The answer was yes, and he sounded mad enough to have the artist arrested.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Lopez’s aw-shucks style appears to preclude research. If he did any, it’s not obvious. LA Times art critic Christopher Knight had to respond, but such responses are tricky. Knight cannot shoot inside his own building. While he can be tough as he wants on targets outside the Times, inside he treads lightly. <\/p>\n


\nWhen my former PI colleague Scott Sunde was a young reporter in Dallas,
\na man whose business practices Sunde was investigating said to him, “I
\nwish you’d cover my business the way you cover your own.”<\/p>\n

In
\nother words, with baby’s breath and kid’s gloves.  When I wanted to
\nreply in print to a fellow staffer’s piece of passive-aggressive
\nstupidity on a topic important to me, an editor advised me to look down and see whose jersey I was
\nwearing. Translation: If you’re on the PI team, you do not score
\nagainst teammates. Only if the disgrace is large enough to threaten the
\ninstitution are staff writers allowed to find fault with anything
\npublished by other staff. (Famous example, Maureen Dowd on Judith Miller, here<\/a>.) Starting in the 1990s, newspapers began to employ pubic<\/strike> public editors to do the job. Most proceeded to tiptoe. <\/p>\n

That
\ncontext accounts for the lighthearted tone of Knight’s first foray.
\nBeing the muscleman of art criticism, lighthearted does not come easy.<\/p>\n

Knight: <\/p>\n

In the annals of art criticism, deriding a sculpture as looking like “some kind of cow splat” is probably not bound for glory.<\/p>\n

That was the colorful phrase used by outgoing LAPD Chief William J.
\nBratton in reaction to “sixbeaststwomonkeys,” an ensemble of eight
\nsculptures by Peter Shelton commissioned for the department’s new
\nheadquarters at First and Spring streets downtown and still being
\ninstalled as I write. (Dedication is set for Saturday between 10 a.m.
\nand 3 p.m.) The rebuke makes for an eye-catching headline<\/a>.
\nBut for reasons I’ll get to in a moment, it doesn’t even begin to come
\nclose to the furor inspired by another benign sculpture commissioned
\nhalf a century ago for Parker Center, the LAPD’s old headquarters a few
\nblocks away.<\/p>\n

Neither does Bratton’s crack demonstrate that he knows zilch about
\ncontemporary sculpture, as one might suspect; it demonstrates instead
\nthat he doesn’t know much about cow splat. Born and raised in Boston,
\nthe chief has lived and worked successfully on police forces there and
\nin New York City and Los Angeles, where encounters with cows are rare.
\nPerhaps he can be forgiven for not knowing what bovine poo actually
\nlooks like. (more<\/a>)<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

Ha
\nha. The chief doesn’t know what cow shit looks like. Back to Lopez: Not satisfied with
\nthe police chief’s free associations, he offered a couple of his
\nown, including:<\/p>\n

But the animal on the northern end looked like a pig that had been knocked on its side.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

In what was far from her finest hour, Seattle art critic Jen Graves<\/a> quoted Lopez without mentioning him and promulgated the slander without addressing it:<\/p>\n

Peter Shelton, whose work cloudsandclunkers<\/em><\/a> is a really nice moment at Sea-Tac Airport, managed to install a pig on its side at LAPD headquarters–and the cops noticed<\/a>. Tee hee.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

\"petersheltonpig.jpg\"Not a pig, Jen. Who does she think Shelton is, Jack Daws<\/a>?
\nI imagine if given the chance, Daws would be happy to install a
\nsculpture with piggy associations in front of a police station.
\nThrilled, actually. <\/p>\n

Shelton’s work is about the odd poetry of
\nthe malformed. He’s interested in what is not prime, what shuffles on
\nbroken feet into a limelight of its own making. To Henry Moore’s
\nidealized celebrations, Shelton responds with the eloquent weight of the
\ntime-battered body.<\/p>\n

Roethke<\/a>:<\/p>\n

What saint strained so much,
Rose on such lopped limbs to a new life?<\/p><\/blockquote>\n

Scarlet Cheng interviewed Shelton last April, here<\/a>. Worth reading for Shelton’s voice, but Cheng calls the piece in LA a whimsy. Shelton does not trade in whimsy.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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