Davis is an activist New York visual arts
critic who has been involved in social movements for about a decade. He’s also
a rigorous and knowledgeable art critic who has absorbed the best elements of
Marx and later, Trotsky. The first
point, 1.0, of his ‘thesis” on the visual arts is: “Class is an issue of fundamental importance
to art.” And so it goes from there. He deconstructs the various strands of ostensibly
edgy and progressive art theories and practice – anarchist, utopian, Frankfort
school, ‘outsider’ art, street art, graffiti, Situationist theories and post-modernism,
to arrive at a realistic and progressive position that still reveres quality
art, but understands that it can be combined with a political movement to
really change society. In other words,
he has not yet given up.
One of Davis’
fundamental points is that actual artists occupy a position in the class
structure in the ‘middle’ class – i.e. between capital and labor. He bases this
on, not the amount of money they earn, which is always a crude and inaccurate
measure of class position – but their control over their artistic work. In that, they are, as the economic expression
goes, ‘independent contractors’ or small businessmen – setting their own hours,
topics, style, audience, materials, location, and every other input into the
creative process. In this they are not
working-class, as workers lives are for the most part strictly controlled by the
circumstances of their job and their bosses, but more like free-lancers. Artists attempt to attract buyers through
galleries, museums, universities, art shows, foundations, grants and corporate
or non-profit involvement.
While the vast majority of artists also work other jobs to
survive (the heralded ‘day job’) – they still ultimately see themselves and
their position as middle-class. And of
course, this analysis can be easily transferred to the lives of other artists,
like actors or writers, photographers or film-makers. Davis
pooh-poohs the actual economic impact of ‘creative economy’ enclaves, (see
review of North East Minneapolis art crawl, “The Minneapolis Spectacle,”
below) and also distinguishes ‘creative’ people that work for corporations from
actual artists. As such, Davis
never lets the real material foundation of the ‘art world’ hide under some kind
of academic or social fantasy, and this grounds the book. It should be required reading for all art
students.
Davis has some fascinating
figures on the amount of artists in Florence
during the Renaissance – only 30; the amount in Paris and France in 1780 - 500
entered a gallery competition then; in 1860 the number entering the same
competition was 5,000. Now there is such
a surfeit of art MFA’s in the U.S.
that a new gallery PHD has been created to allow one to ‘stand above the
crowd.” As this shows, art is no longer
the province of the isolated painter who taught himself or learned from a
‘master’ but is another product of academe, ‘bought’ by tens of thousands of
students. “Art” has become a more mass phenomenon in numbers – but not in
remuneration. However, these numbers
have not changed the class character of the people who create most art, or
their subjects or involvement, and this is one of Davis’ points.
In one chapter he addresses the gender disparities in New York shows, which
now run less than 20% female artists, while more than 50% of art graduates are
female. Could it be that most art buyers
are men? Could it be that female artists
are dealing with the same counter-revolutionary backlash that exists in the
rest of society on abortion rights, rape and employment? (See commentary on ‘Rape,
Really? below”)
In the process of his polemics, one of his sweetest jabs is
at the Situationist International based in Paris, led by Guy DuBord. (Dubord’s book, “Society of the Spectacle,”
reviewed below). They advocated a ‘revolutionary’ approach to art and
culture. A group that called itself the
‘society of equals’ after the French revolutionaries led by Babeuf was actually a personality cult
around DuBord, which threw people out on the flimsiest of pretenses. It never amounted to more than 70
people. As Davis points out, in 1968 they spent more
time attacking John Luc Goddard than DeGaulle. As a group that substituted
artistic intellectualism for the class struggle, they couldn’t be beat, but
they are a present inspiration for various anarchist art collectives. And they mirror many present attempts at
‘revolutionary’ art.
Davis does, like many others, describe the present ‘art
market’ as dominated by billionaires, Russian oligarchs, oil sheiks, hedge fund
managers, corporations and a handful of extremely wealthy auction houses,
museums and galleries. As you can see,
these institutions cannot provide a democratic or progressive content to art,
no matter their statements to the contrary about the ‘openness’ of the art
world. Nor, by their very nature, can
they decrease inequality in the art business.
Because of this, Davis
does not see gaining access to the ‘art market’ as the key question – it is
impossible in the present set-up. Ultimately,
the key question is what class is involved in the art, how is it involved, and how it connects with the general population and social movements. And ultimately, presumably, how it ends
the ‘market’ in art.
He does not address the issue of the government hiring people to paint, similar to what happened in the workers states or during the Depression in the U.S. This would indeed end the art market, intellectual property and instead provide thousands of artists a decent living.
He does not address the issue of the government hiring people to paint, similar to what happened in the workers states or during the Depression in the U.S. This would indeed end the art market, intellectual property and instead provide thousands of artists a decent living.
Nor does Davis address Latino
muralism, Soviet art or Soviet Constructivism (see review of MORA show, “Soviet
Women,” below), older styles like surrealism (see review of Walker show, “Frida
Kahlo,” below), various world-artists or what visual art IS useful and
emancipatory. He picks isolated artists here or there, though he praises some feminist and gay art from the near past. As a 'school,' he does highlight ‘Tropicale’
in 1960s Brazil
as one of the styles he sees as significant.
This was a style of painting, later spreading into other disciplines,
that reacted against the 1964 military coup and dictatorship in Brazil. Yet that is far in the past.
Davis knows of the New York-centric nature of his work, and that it
might limit his understanding. In this
book, his ‘inside-the-art-beltway’ approach is somewhat limiting and
off-putting, as nearly all of his examples come from New
York galleries and New
York artists.
However, this has an advantage, because New York is where the bourgeoisie
lives. The Guardian printed a column
August 7, 2013 titled “New York Still Capital of Art World Cool,” waxing
ecstatic on how New York has again become the center of world art once again,
by combining popular culture figures like Jay-Z and Lady Gaga with … well, its not quite clear. In that essay, Jonathan Jones writes, “To see
a Mark Rothko painting at New York's Museum of Modern Art and then walk the streets
outside is to experience a perfect match of art and life.” Rothko died in 1970, so ‘modern’ art
evidently is really not very modern. Nor is
‘walking the streets of New York”
the closest thing to ‘life’ unless you don’t get around much.
My contention is that American art is almost dead, which is
why Davis’ book
is so difficult. His thesis is that
movements influence artists, and if movements are at a low ebb - at least in
the U.S. – then ‘art’ in the
U.S.
will be at a low ebb. At most, art in
the U.S. is either expert decoration or pointless shock. Many young artists were drawn to the Occupy movement, but its life was so short that a 'scene' could not fully develop. Even his thin references to Trotsky’s, “Art
and Revolution,” “Literature and Revolution” and “Problems of Everyday Life”
are sketchy. Really, Davis seems to have only a glancing
acquaintance with working-class movements, but then, things like that can
change.
The influences from world movements or ‘painterly’ societies
like Cuba, central Europe, Latin America and other peripheries could revive
working-class and progressive visual art here in the U.S. - IF some kind of
working-class mass movement develops. In
the U.S.,
working class Latino or black artists still exist, but only the edges. Most working-class people have
been barred from the ‘art world’ and given their lack of time and inculcated desires,
cannot devote the necessary energy or skills to painting, let alone achieving
acceptance from upscale New York gate-keepers.
Painting in the U.S.
has also been ghettoized as an upper-middle class preoccupation, so museum
attendance is actually down among working-class people. This is no surprise.
Attempts to break out of this ghetto are usually not
successful. “Banksy,” the anarchist
street artist, who’s work now goes for millions, is the exception. Davis
points out that the financial ‘blue chip’ styles of impressionism, the “Old
Masters” and slightly recent artists like Warhol are now so rare that
‘contemporary art’ is now the up and coming ‘speculative stock’ of the art
world. And Banksy figures in this. The rest of the artists? Not so much.
Indeed, the main outlet for most artists seems to be neighborhood ‘art
crawls,’ not Sotheby auctions in New
York.
And I bought it at Mayday Books!
Red Frog
August 7, 2013
Addendum: Banksy is now in 'residency' in New York City. One of the political theater events he has staged is this: In the middle week of October, Banksy went to Central Park and set up on the sidewalk, anonymously selling his works for $60. He made about $400+ that day, not bad for a sidewalk artist. However his normal work sells for hundreds of thousands of dollars. Yet no one recognized who he was, or recognized the art. Thomas Frank made the same point this week. The art establishment decides what is valuable art, not the people. And that art is then primarily determined and 'marked' by its price.
Addendum: Banksy is now in 'residency' in New York City. One of the political theater events he has staged is this: In the middle week of October, Banksy went to Central Park and set up on the sidewalk, anonymously selling his works for $60. He made about $400+ that day, not bad for a sidewalk artist. However his normal work sells for hundreds of thousands of dollars. Yet no one recognized who he was, or recognized the art. Thomas Frank made the same point this week. The art establishment decides what is valuable art, not the people. And that art is then primarily determined and 'marked' by its price.
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