{"id":690,"date":"2009-06-13T23:10:57","date_gmt":"2009-06-14T06:10:57","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/anotherbb\/wp\/2009\/06\/james_turrell_dale_chihuly_-_t\/"},"modified":"2009-06-13T23:10:57","modified_gmt":"2009-06-14T06:10:57","slug":"james_turrell_dale_chihuly_-_t","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/anotherbb\/2009\/06\/james_turrell_dale_chihuly_-_t.html","title":{"rendered":"James Turrell &#038; Dale Chihuly &#8211; the brains and body of colored light"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Below, a child greets the light in James Turrell&#8217;s <a href=\"http:\/\/static.px.yelp.com\/bphoto\/iXyPbAiJ5pSaEFpM7T1QxA\/l\"><i>Skyscape<\/i><\/a> at the <a href=\"http:\/\/www.henryart.org\/\">Henry Gallery<\/a>. (<a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/dummy1000\/62117995\/in\/pool-henryart\">Image<\/a> from the Henry Gallery&#8217;s <a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/groups\/henryart\/pool\">flickr<\/a> pool.)<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"mt-enclosure mt-enclosure-image\" style=\"display: inline;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" alt=\"turrellhenry.jpg\" src=\"http:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/anotherbb\/turrellhenry.jpg\" class=\"mt-image-center\" style=\"margin: 0pt auto 20px; text-align: center; display: block;\" width=\"351\" height=\"280\" \/><\/span>James Turrell <a href=\"http:\/\/www.conversations.org\/story.php?sid=32\">likes to describe<\/a> his grandmother telling him that the point of silence for Quakers was to &#8220;go inside and greet the light.&#8221; Nobody in Dale Chihuly&#8217;s childhood asked him to greet the light. With his brother and father dead by the time he was in his mid-teens, his mom had a bar she frequented whose exterior bled neon colors in the night rain. He remembers being happy she was having a good time.<\/p>\n<p>I once asked Henry senior curator Elizabeth Brown what she thought of a comparison between <a href=\"http:\/\/www.pbs.org\/art21\/artists\/turrell\/\">Turrell<\/a> and <a href=\"http:\/\/www.chihuly.com\/\">Chilhuly<\/a>. She told me she thought nothing about it, because they &#8220;have nothing in common.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Nothing? Nothing but the bottom line. They both deal with colored light. <\/p>\n<p>Turrell comes out of Southern California&#8217;s minimalist movement and Chihuly out of decorative arts, a field that modernism rejected and Chihuly helped bring into the postmodern mainstream. <\/p>\n<p>Nobody mistakes Chihuly&#8217;s work for a church, unless it&#8217;s the church of whoopee.<br \/>\nHe gives shape to excess and makes it shine. Turrell dematerializes the object, and Chihuly makes a fetish of its production. Next to Turrell&#8217;s aesthetic virtue, Chihuly&#8217;s vulgarity is startling, but at his best, he has his own kind of virtue.<\/p>\n<p>On the black surface of a glass pond (<a href=\"http:\/\/www.chihuly.com\/installations\/deyoung\/mf002.html\"><i>Milli Fiori<\/i><\/a>) flowers bloom. There are water reeds, swamp grass, irises and lilies; water snakes and coconuts, heavy orbs with bright shining wings. <\/p>\n<p>Chihuly celebrates the physical, and Turrell the mental. If Chihuly&#8217;s work were a fictional character, it would be <a href=\"http:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Falstaff\">Falstaff<\/a>. Turrell is <a href=\"http:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Prospero\">Prospero<\/a>. <\/p>\n<p>When Prospero says, &#8220;<a href=\"http:\/\/shakespeare.mit.edu\/tempest\/tempest.4.1.html\">Our revels are now ended<\/a>,&#8221; he&#8217;s relieved. Revels are not his thing. Asking Falstaff to tone it down is like like asking <a href=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=8mVEGfH4s5g\">Beyonce<\/a> to join a convent. <\/p>\n<p>Audiences for Turrell and Chihuly diverge. They are each other&#8217;s road not taken. What if these audiences woke one day transported to where they never wanted to be, on Turrell&#8217;s high or Chihuly&#8217;s low? Would they afterward see the world with new eyes or be freshly confirmed in what they felt all along? <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Below, a child greets the light in James Turrell&#8217;s Skyscape at the Henry Gallery. (Image from the Henry Gallery&#8217;s flickr pool.) James Turrell likes to describe his grandmother telling him that the point of silence for Quakers was to &#8220;go inside and greet the light.&#8221; Nobody in Dale Chihuly&#8217;s childhood asked him to greet the [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_genesis_hide_title":false,"_genesis_hide_breadcrumbs":false,"_genesis_hide_singular_image":false,"_genesis_hide_footer_widgets":false,"_genesis_custom_body_class":"","_genesis_custom_post_class":"","_genesis_layout":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":{"0":"post-690","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","6":"category-uncategorized","7":"entry"},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/anotherbb\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/690","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/anotherbb\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/anotherbb\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/anotherbb\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/anotherbb\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=690"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/anotherbb\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/690\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/anotherbb\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=690"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/anotherbb\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=690"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/anotherbb\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=690"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}