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april 13, 2021 - Galleria Giò Marconi

Matthew BRANNON | Cold Shoulders / Foreign Affairs / Seafood Dinners / Pregnant Décor / Power Vacuums / and The Last Gate at the End of a Long Terminal | April 8 – June 3, 2021 www.giomarconi.com


Gió Marconi is pleased to announce “Cold Shoulders / Foreign Affairs / Seafood Dinners / Power Vacuums / and The Last Gate at the End of a Very Long Terminal”, Matthew Brannon’s third solo show with the gallery.

I made this exhibition during the surreal year that was 2020. I imagined a plane hovering in mid-air above a city sometime during the last century. Light as a feather, heavy as a whale. Each artwork shows the seat of an unseen passenger. It’s the set of a theatre production after the show is over and the cameras are off. It’s the moment upon waking before you remember all you have to do. It’s the center of a book I wrote long ago. It’s a space for you to enter. The floating world. – Matthew Brannon, New York City, March 2021 

There it is. Out in the middle of the ocean. As barren as the moon. Down miles under cold and heavy water. Where few fish dwell and less plant life than a desert. Just very old rocks the size of mountains. It takes a great deal of force to propel the craft down and requires the sort of lights they use in massive stadiums and yet all you see is black. Like driving in a rainstorm in some outer-space nightmare. And then it’s there. Like a snake of prehistoric proportions. The world’s largest cobra. Able to devour mouthfuls of #people. Glistening but dead. A huge extension cord running between the continents. It’s the internet cable. And you do what you have to. What you’ve been dreaming of since it began. A way to save the world. A way to stop all the madness and distortion and impossibility. And when the ship’s huge jaws of life begin to hack at the outside it’s as if you hear the screams of all those houses full of all those devices bought online and totally dependent on this very blood you’re now disrupting. Each giant slash into the cable cancels billions of emails and texts and downloads and uploads and streaming and even long deleted emails evaporate. And then like the sound of a glacier cracking or a crack in a wine glass in an empty room - it’s over. And the tension pulls both ends of the cable thousands of miles apart. It’ll be easier to rebuild one than to reattach these. And everyone will need new passwords. And a generation will pass before it’s back up.

Matthew Brannon is an artist and a writer but is probably best known for his expansive approach to printmaking. He primarily works in silk screen and letterpress, both of which invite the playful juxtapostition of image and text. Literary sensibility, wit, the playful use of language as well as the fascination with psychoanalysis have long been key elements of Brannon’s oeuvre. From sculpture and painting to installation and video – the artist treats each medium with the uttermost precision and with an extraordinary sense of detail.

For the last six years, Brannon has mostly been exploring the ramifications of the Vietnam War. The outcome is Concerning Vietnam, an ongoing series of more than 75 unique prints. 

Brannon’s exhibition at the gallery is about the concept of travelling and the passage of time.

Ever since the world has come to a halt at the beginning of 2020 and worldwide lockdowns have kept #people at home, the idea of traveling freely has become almost an obsession.

With his unique style, reminiscent of lifestyle magazines and advertisings from the mid-twentieth century, Brannon captures this particular current moment full of longing and nostalgia and translates it into densely coloured and detail-rich images.

 

The large black and white Classical Music canvas in the gallery’s anteroom sets the stage for the rest of the show: one is going to travel in class and style. Last Gate at the end of a very long Terminal reads the sign above the entrance to the exhibition, serving both as a writing on the wall as well as a witty description of the status quo.

Inside the space, vibrantly-coloured plane interiors are on display: one large-scale piece on the front wall shows the plane’s cockpit whereas medium-sized works on each of the side walls depict several rows of seats.

Each of these compositions includes a seat, tray table and window with a bird’s eye view onto a night-time city. The unique silkscreen works are all forms of still lives full of varied objects and carefully researched details: expensive wine bottles clash with McDonald’s paper bags, deodorants and toothpastes while chess pieces, playing cards, books and magazines speak of one’s former traveling habits. Strange items such as an anatomical heart model, a box of bleach or a chunk of ham give the viewer a better idea of the traveller’s predilections and personality as do the various literary choices from Pasolini to crime and gossip novels. Telling but nevertheless enigmatic titles such as Wet Kisses, Dry Ideas; Mouth-toMouth; Double Negative or War Correspondent contribute to the storytelling aspect of Brannon’s practice.

Each piece on its own is not only a two-dimensional work of art but is also evocative of a short-story with an extravagant title and carefully outlined plot. All works combined feel like different chapters of a travelogue. Matthew Brannon’s skill to translate artworks into detail-rich stories is visible throughout the show. The boundaries between image and narration are fluent.