{"id":1013,"date":"2014-11-19T12:30:43","date_gmt":"2014-11-19T12:30:43","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/plainenglish\/?p=1013"},"modified":"2014-11-19T12:30:43","modified_gmt":"2014-11-19T12:30:43","slug":"feminists-have-trouble-keeping-up-with-the-joneses","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/plainenglish\/2014\/11\/feminists-have-trouble-keeping-up-with-the-joneses.html","title":{"rendered":"Feminists have trouble keeping up with the Joneses"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.artsjournal.com\/plainenglish\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/11\/Allen-Jones-Fascinating-Rhythm-1982-3.jpg?ssl=1\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-large wp-image-1015\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.artsjournal.com\/plainenglish\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/11\/Allen-Jones-Fascinating-Rhythm-1982-3.jpg?resize=767%2C1024&#038;ssl=1\" alt=\"Allen Jones, Fascinating Rhythm, 1982-3\" width=\"767\" height=\"1024\" srcset=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.artsjournal.com\/plainenglish\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/11\/Allen-Jones-Fascinating-Rhythm-1982-3.jpg?resize=767%2C1024&amp;ssl=1 767w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.artsjournal.com\/plainenglish\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/11\/Allen-Jones-Fascinating-Rhythm-1982-3.jpg?resize=224%2C300&amp;ssl=1 224w, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.artsjournal.com\/plainenglish\/wp\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/11\/Allen-Jones-Fascinating-Rhythm-1982-3.jpg?w=2000&amp;ssl=1 2000w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 767px) 100vw, 767px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><em>Fascinating Rhythm<\/em>, 1982-3. Enamel on plywood.<\/p>\n<p>Allen Jones\u2019s work is evidently too difficult for some people who call themselves \u201cfeminists\u201d to understand. In 1986 a posse of deranged women (or a single loonie)\u00a0 attacked his 1969 \u201cChair\u201d with paint stripper or acid (Google-accessed accounts vary); and his work was pointedly excluded from Penelope Curtis\u2019 2011 Tate Britain survey of \u201cModern British Sculpture.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cChair\u201d was part of a series including \u201cTable\u201d and \u201cHat Stand,\u201d featuring life-size, bewigged, booted and gloved, idealised (or fantasised) 1960s\/70s women of the airbrushed Playboy centrefold genre. \u201cChair\u201d had a black leather cushion attached to the lady\u2019s folded back inner femurs, and the backs of her upright legs made the back of the chair. \u201cTable\u201d has the woman as it were on all fours, breasts exposed, balancing in a white fur rug, with a glass table-top bolted to her shoulders and buttocks. Only an ideology-blinded idiot could fail to spot the irony in these pieces. In any case, as the maiden name-using, fiercely feminist, actual head of my household says, \u201cWhy can\u2019t they just get over it and rant about something important.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>In the <em>Independent <\/em>for <a href=\"http:\/\/www.independent.co.uk\/arts-entertainment\/art\/features\/allen-jones-the-model-of-misogyny-9863850.html\">November 17<\/a> Zoe Pilger sees the merit of even these works in the terrific current Royal Academy retrospective of Jones\u2019s work, but in her almost reasonable piece she makes comments (about some objects from the artist\u2019s studio): \u201cIt seems dangerous to take these images too lightly\u2026The feminist response should have been included in the display too.\u201d Huh? This is an exhibition of Allen Jones\u2019s work, not of the responses to it.<\/p>\n<p>In another case she thinks she is able to read the artist\u2019s mind, when she claims \u201cDesire Me\u201d (1969) is the only work in the show in which the female subject returns the gaze of the viewer, whereby she asserts \u201cher own desire.\u201d Ms Pilger then tells us what Jones thinks about all this\u201d \u201cFor this reason,\u201d she pronounces, \u201cshe is shown as monstrous.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>The trouble with this tosh is that she simply states her premises where the ellipsis occurs in the quotation two paragraphs above: \u201cWe still live in a sexist time; women are still the second sex, expected to be subservient to men\u2019s needs.\u201d She can\u2019t be faffed to argue them, and so begs the question by assuming their truth. With logic cast aside, we\u2019re left with Pilger\u2019s prejudices, not art criticism.<\/p>\n<p>As readers of my Wall Street Journal <a href=\"http:\/\/online.wsj.com\/news\/articles\/SB10001424052702303309504579185690844235078?KEYWORDS=%22Paul+Levy%22+Allen+Jones&amp;mg=reno64-wsj\">columns<\/a> might remember, last year I wrote a piece about Allen Jones\u2019s studio. I <em>know<\/em> Allen Jones is no misogynist.We&#8217;ve been chums for about 25 years, and he is a man who loves women. On the other hand, though what they say about misogyny and Allen sounds like a statement of biographical fact, Pilger and Co are really not saying that he<em> is<\/em> a misogynist, but that they can deduce misogyny from a perusal of his work \u2013 in which case, they are guilty of missing its very obvious irony.<\/p>\n<p>With that out of the way (forever, one would hope, but I don\u2019t suppose mere logic is much of a deterrent in this case), I urge you to see this splendid, huge, beautifully installed <a href=\"http:\/\/www.royalacademy.org.uk\/exhibition\/allen-jones-ra\">show<\/a> in the Burlington Gardens galleries.<\/p>\n<p>Though this is his first big retrospective &#8211; indeed, his first major London exhibition in a long time &#8212; he emerges\u00a0 from this exceptionally big show as a considerable artist. I prefer the metal sculptures, such as the colossal one in front of the gallery to the Madame Tussaud-like ladies \u2013 to my taste, the best are his dancers, the couple or pair that occurs in many of his post-1980 paintings and works on paper, as well as sculptures.\u00a0 Even the genuinely rude works such as \u201cThree-Part Invention\u201d (2002) show his exquisite draughtsmanship, handling of colour and ability to convey movement and velocity. Much as I covet the Chatsworth \u201cLevitation\u201d (2000), I\u2019d be very happy with the pencil on paper \u201cStudy for Levitation\u201d which is (curiously) dated two years after the painting. Is the doubling of the male conjuror&#8217;s face a <em>pentimento<\/em> or a mask? Or is it there to convey movement? I stared at it for as long as was possible at the extraordinarily crowded opening (most of the London art world turned out that evening in support of Allen, a much loved and respected colleague).\u00a0 It is a real treat to see some of the early work from the 1960s, but see if you don\u2019t agree with me that the work really blossoms in the 1980s.<\/p>\n<p>Allen Jones RA has contributed a good deal to the art world as\u00a0 Trustee of some of the national collections and even as a curator of shows at the Royal Academy. It&#8217;s about time he received his due as an artist, and it&#8217;s a real pleasure to say that this show does him justice. It&#8217;s not often that virtue is rewarded so generously and so well.<\/p>\n<p>[contextly_auto_sidebar id=&#8221;MMzEoZaTYz99A7fYo2AMh40cex2fHzry&#8221;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Fascinating Rhythm, 1982-3. Enamel on plywood. Allen Jones\u2019s work is evidently too difficult for some people who call themselves \u201cfeminists\u201d to understand. In 1986 a posse of deranged women (or a single loonie)\u00a0 attacked his 1969 \u201cChair\u201d with paint stripper or acid (Google-accessed accounts vary); and his work was pointedly excluded from Penelope Curtis\u2019 2011 [&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":"","jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[35,36,1],"tags":[],"class_list":{"0":"post-1013","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","6":"category-blogroll-2","7":"category-elsewhere","8":"category-uncategorized","9":"entry","10":"has-post-thumbnail"},"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/pbv6zV-gl","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/plainenglish\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1013","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/plainenglish\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/plainenglish\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/plainenglish\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/plainenglish\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1013"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/plainenglish\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1013\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1016,"href":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/plainenglish\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1013\/revisions\/1016"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/plainenglish\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1013"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/plainenglish\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1013"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.artsjournal.com\/plainenglish\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1013"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}