EMILIO CRUZ
LIFE ON EARTH
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LIFE ON EARTH
Curator, Paul Staiti, in his essay for the exhibition writes, "...mordant without pathos, the works have descended conceptually from a particular strain of fantastical art that attempts nothing less than the visual articulation of the stealth demons that ceaselessly kiss reality and trump the rational." Staiti continues "...Cruz's style is masterful, classical, even beautiful." Emilio
Cruz writes, "What I learned from Goya is that when one is trying
to create works that demand intrepid moral resolve, it is imperative that
the space be composed in a manner that it invites suspension of judgment,
unless it will fall victim to romanticism and sentimentality. Because
we are either alone in the universe or exist as an element of the divine,
the space must bring into focus the terrifying irrationality of that knowledge.
For the enemy is never man, it is irrationality. As a result, paranoia,
xenophobia, and fear of the unknown are dramatically portrayed in this
series, entitled, LIFE
ON EARTH to capture the consuming
complexity of our contemporary dilemma, bridging time past and time present."
Born
in New York City, Emilio Cruz has been cited by such important art historians
as Harry Rand Curator, Painting & Sculpture of The National Museum
Of American Art as one of the important pioneers of American Modernism
of the sixties when he first began fusing Abtract Expressionism with figuration.
During this period he exhibited with such important New York galleries
as Virginia Zabriskie and Martha Jackson. These paintings became closely
associated with Jan Muller, Lester Johnson and Bob Thomp-son. Henry Geldzahler
former 20th Century Curator of The Metropolitan Museum Of Art now deceased
in 1984 wrote, "Emilio Cruz' work deserves to be widely known and
handsomely supported." In
the seventies Cruz lived in Chicago and taught at The Art Institute Of
Chicago returning to New York in 1982 when he once more began to exhibit
there. Geno Rodriquez Curator & Executive Director Of The Alternative
Museum wrote: "Emilio Cruz, a brilliant and impassioned artist current
paintings are monumental, imbued with intelligence, fury and an apt sense
of irony. They reflect the turbulent world within which we live."
In 1990 art critic Geoffrey Jacques wrote: "Emilio Cruz paints humanities
essence. Mythology and archeology are the foremost concerns of the painter
Emilio Cruz. Dinosaurs, skeletal humans and fossil-like images are used
in his work as metaphoric signpost in a consideration of the basic questions
of existence." At
The Rose Art Museum Boston in an exhibition titled, Alchemies Of The
Sixties, Cruz's work was included amongst other more recognized American
modernist masters as Jasper Johns, Frank Stella, Morris Lewis. For his
one man exhibition at The Museum of American Art of the Pennsylvania Academy
of Fine Arts March 1997 Paul Staiti writing for the catalogue wrote: "Emilio
Cruz's Homo sapiens series is a strange and haunting genealogy
of the modern soul... What is at stake here more than biopolitical culture,
is the remystification of the body and mapping of consciousness."
Emilio
Cruz is also a poet and playwrite whose plays written in late seventies
Homeostasis: Once More The Scorpion and The Absence Held Fast
To It's Presence was produced in 1981 by Jean Erdman and Joseph Campbell
in New York at The Open Eye Theater and later performed in France in The
World Theater Festival in Nancy France, Paris and Italy where they received
extraordinary reviews as the outstanding work of the festival. Emilio Cruz studied in New York and has taught at New York University, Pratt Institute, Parsons School Of Design, Cooper Union. He is in such outstanding collections such as The Museum Of Modern Art, The Brooklyn Museum, National Museum Of American Art, Museum of the University Of Texas at Austin, Museum of the University of Tucson, Hirshhorn Museum, Rhode Island School of Design Museum, Wadsworth Atheneum, The Studio Museum in Harlem. He has received several scholarships and Fellowships including two National Endowment for the Arts. At present Emilio Cruz is living and working in New York where he has developed this beautiful and provacative series of works, LIFE ON EARTH. The
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LIFE
ON EARTH Contents: 40
framed drawings, 30" x 40" Curator:
Paul Staiti Loan Fee: Price
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LIFE
ON EARTH
From
the middle and late sixties I realized that in our Modern and Postmodern
world all individuals, conscious or unconscious of the fact, have the
opportunity to be not only exposed to but saturated in an array of magnificent
world art representing a multitude of cultures, places and times. Being
so saturated, in part the result of colonialism, gives one the miraculous
opportunity to comprehend and envision the distinctions and similarities
that motivate and galvanize our humanity. Ultimately one can reach an
understanding that our needs and desires are the same regardless of plight.
Furthermore, this encounter with great art has the tendency to reshape
our ability to perceive, for hindsight can lead to foresight; as T.S.Eliot
wrote: "Time past and time present are both perhaps present in time
future." In this process we become "Everybody" as in James
Joyce's Finnegan's Wake, HCE: "Here comes everybody".
Bearing
witness to historical artifacts, unlike reading about history, places
one in the throes of history, because the medium has been the message
throughout historical time. This fact did not go unnoticed by the South
American literary giant Jorge Luis Borges whose tales appear to emerge
out of an ascetic wilderness of thought because he understood that life
is lived cerebrally, more on the metaphysical plane than the physical.
For him, the non-material world of ideas is determined by inapprehensible
imagining, as postulated by Kant, Schopenhauer, and such Logical Positivists
as A.J.Ayer. Borges,
entrenched in sly irony, magnificently puts these ideas to task, as exemplified
by his short story, The Aleph. In this tale a man, Carlos Argentino,
discovers in his cellar an Aleph where all of art, philosophy and literature
come together on a point of light reflected in a mirror. At first it astounds
the author who finally brings the veracity of this Aleph into question,
because: "I would like to know whether Carlos Argentino chose that
name or he read it- applied to another point where all points collide
Incredible as it may seem, I believe the Aleph of Garay Street was a false
Aleph"
He then lists a series of places and events where other
such Alephs have been reported beginning with: "Around 1867, Captain
Burton held the post of British Consul in Brazil. In July, 1942, Pedro
Henriquez Urena came across manuscript of Burton's, in a library at Santos,
dealing with the mirror which the Oriental world attributes to Iskander
Zu al-Karnayn, or Alexander Bicornis of Macedonia. In its crystal the
whole world was reflected." Borges finally asked at the end of the
story: "Does this Aleph exist in the heart of stone? Did I see it
there in the cellar when I saw all things, and have I now forgotten"
Amazingly
as if by magic Borges introduces such complex ideas with such simple means,
in this case to remind us that the compilation of conflicting temporalities
may cause forgetfulness, producing a multitude of calamities. I too labor
to suggest the potentiality of this dreaded outcome. So nullification
of significance becomes an expressive tool, as if each state of being
portrayed in these drawings threatens to erase one another. In
another story by Borges, The Garden Of Forking Paths:
" is
a picture, incomplete yet not false, of a universe such as Ts'ui Pen conceived
it to be. Different from Newton and Schopenhauer, your ancestor did not
think of time as absolute and uniform. He believed in an infinite series
of times, in a dizzily growing, ever spreading network of diverging, converging
and parallel times. The web of time-the strands of which approach one
another, bifurcate, intersect or ignore each other through the centuries-embraces
every possibility. We do not exist in most of them. In some you exist
and I do not
" Contrasting
Borges while supporting his fictional thesis, in my Labyrinth, which is
partially defined in these drawings, life does not exist in time and space,
but space alone. Because space in my hypothesis is configured multifariously
and simultaneously while capable of possessing the variables of potential
experience. Thus I create interchangeable spatial events that can be rearranged
by discreet factors, as they often are in time. Under these existential
spatial arrangements, we are not only ourselves but also others, making
the consequences of thoughts and actions infinitely more complicated.
Surely
this is not new, for in the West it began with printing which allowed
the mind of a single author to enter and alter the minds of many. To absorb
the thoughts of an author temporarily one must become the author, as if
one were performing a rite that engages transference, as in psychoanalyses.
Literature then becomes not only an arrangement of words spinning tales
but states of being. The word as in logos becomes life. This is what Foucault
was postulating in his famous essay The Death Of The Author, for in this
rite of transference originality is sacrificed upon the altar of collective
knowledge. Therefore it can be said that literature engages substitution
similar to sympathetic magic, akin to animistic ancestor worship. The
same can be said of pictures; one no longer needs to visit Florence Italy
to see Michelangelo's David have their perception of form shaped by it.
In this manner all who have seen Michelangelo become Michelangelo. To
be otherwise one would have to undergo and endure an exorcism ritual so
harsh as to risk their sanity. C.G.
Jung wrote in his foreword to Symbols of Transformation: "The psyche
is not something unalterably given, but a product of its own continuous
development. Hence altered glandular secretions or aggravated personal
relationships are not the sole causes of neurotic conflicts: these can
equally well be caused by historically conditioned attitudes
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To this, in this hemisphere, all other forms of identity are but romantic
pretence. Europe was no longer Europe once it colonized America, Asia,
and Africa. Surely no one today can deny that they are everybody, from
the powerful to the powerless. Concerning
culture, our brains do not discriminate, our minds do. As a primary survival
strategy the brain must absorb and record everything we encounter. Therefore
involuntarily, everything that we experience and interact with becomes
our self, independent of cognitive awareness or fancy. Culture is the
expressed crystallization of this composition. This
too I suspected in the late sixties when I began experimenting with discursive
spatial arrangements allowing for the existence of simultaneity. Besieged
by information, often conflicting and contradictory, I became starkly
aware that unlike primal humans who spent their lives dwelling in a geographical
zone that did not exceed more than sixty miles, who knew little about
the surrounding world unless they were forced to migrate, we are exposed
to disparate places, people and events far beyond our reach. The constant
presence of such disparate information ultimately shapes not only our
perceptions, but also who we are. So
it is not simply physical travel through space that radically changed
the phenomenon of being but the easy availability of information and concepts,
capable of directing us by existing in the mind everywhere and into everyone
simultaneously, willfully and opposed to our will. In
respect to this awareness and the constant flood of horror I witness daily
from innovative electronic media, one can see world hunger and genocidal
wars transpire while helplessly, passively, growing increasingly detached,
snacking on some edible delight inside their personal space, miles and
miles removed. To
establish, encapsulate, and express similar states of being in this series,
like others I have created, it is comprised of two vital elements both
discursively realized. While
viewing these works it is important to consider that the creative act
of making art is in essence liturgical, for it engages a rite of passage.
Through it, by the act of substitution, we exorcise and conjure human
concerns: anxieties, bewilderment and console the human spirit while seeking
to satisfy our need to communicate, to define our "will to overcome"
as Nietzsche put it. This rite of visual communication, exorcism, conjuring,
exalting, examining, searching, and praising has been performed through
art for over 40,000 years. Rather one intended to beseech the gods or
impress their neighbors the origin of art lies in religion. Unlike Nietzsche,
but more like Dostoyevsky and Teilhard de Chardin I search for a transcending
moral resolution and this I hope is expressed in my art. Discursively
there are other masters whose erstwhile spirits contribute to the creation
of these images largely dependent upon disconnected relationships in order
to formulate a metaphor that leaves the mind suspended in the humbling
state of not-knowing, or as Max Horkheimer and Theodore Adorno state in
their collaborative work written in 1944 Dialectic Of Enlightment, "when
god was murdered so was knowledge", because knowledge is rooted in
not knowing and introduces new states of not knowing, as in Gnosticism.
Some of these hallowed masters of drawing and printmaking are: Albrecht
Durer, Pieter Brueghel, Rembrandt Harmensz van Rijn, William Blake, Francisco
Goya, Honore' Daumier, Otto Dix, George Grosz, and Winslow Homer. By
no means have I attempted to sycophantically imitate this diverse group
of magnificent artists whose expressive powers owe much to our Paleolithic
masters, but I am deeply inspired by them. For each were not only masters
of their craft but also masters of metaphor, similitude and analogy. Indeed
they do not because all who are alive are filled by the many. As for example
when I visited Haiti, dominated by animists, I heard in my body the cries
of tortured-to-death slaves whose souls could not rest unless they told
their tales. By transporting these restless souls in my flesh I have become
a witness. At present as in the past, art must place the beholder in a
place of being. Not one that signifies localized geographical place of
origin, but one that embodies a conceptual and omnipresent metaphysical
state of being codifying the existence of the mind, as postulated most
firmly by Schopenhauer. The limitations of our physical or material bodies,
prevents the experience of life from being apprehended or perceived through
the faculties without the aid of the imagination. It
is not being that determines our state of being, because by no satisfying
means can existence be proven other than by existence. Scientists may
be able to replicate a cell, but none can prove that this replication
is more than an illusion. This I fear represents the eternal quandary.
Hinduism recognizes this truth. So
I walk each day amongst the living and the dead. I do so as one called
human who embodies all of those that belong to the development of an evolutionary
chain leading to consciousness. Therefore I am a fish, antelope, bear,
lion, goat, predator and prey, the one who sacrifices and the one who
is sacrificed, and according to many modern geneticists and micro-biologists
much to my embarrassment a fruit fly. Often
I transform the human anatomy, by displacement or scale. Other times I
place one body or a number of bodies into another, turning the human torso
into a vessel as if these merged beings are in a state of collective metamorphosis,
being genetically altered, mutilated by paradox or the exigencies of war
and environmental pollution. Through
art one can communicate with ghosts. To this effect in my 1979 play Homeo
stasis: Once More The Scorpion I begin by writing a letter to Francisco
Goya dropped off at the mail box of the land of the dead, post marked
for spirits, because I state certain discouraging events have led me to
write to him against sound advise. "Do not write him they say, after
all he is dead and only a fool would write a dead man. But every now and
then blood is splattered against the clock as I watch the frozen hands
of death stand still in the belly of time." All
artists, who adore art as visual scribes are writing letters to the living,
and the dead. Therefore no artists are alone for the ghosts that inhabit
their minds and spirits circulate through their studios and therefore
embody their souls. These blithe spirits, whose origin are rooted in Paleolithic
times, are the ancestors, known and unknown, and periodically they are
given to whisper secrets. As
for Winslow Homer ironically most of my life I had little interest in
this artist, beyond respectful curiosity, but because of an essay written
by my friend Paul Staiti, an historian of 19th Century American art, I
have developed a recent interest, especially since Homer like Melville
used the sea as a metaphor, signifying the second law of thermodynamics. My
works are not symbolic, since symbols are by and large culturally specific
and therefore subject to change and misinterpretation. But they are metaphors
invented by the individualized mind, yet they share universal qualities
that transcend place and time because they rely upon in many cases not
knowing but sensing. And these sensory impulses have the tendency to galvanize
states of consciousness while serving as a springboard for ideas because
they must be felt. Therefore I, as an artist in the tradition of shaman,
must unnerve and disrupt to give one pause to ponder through association.
To
do such discursive work one must bring to bear a multitude of intellectual
and conceptual ideas seasoned by historical knowledge. So in these works
I comment on art through line, edge, light and dark, form and mass and
the absence of rationalism, literalism and empiricism. They must be considered
non-codified events that exist on their own terms, unless I intend to
manipulate being by imposing my will like a god. By using substitution,
I attempt to achieve what Max Horkheimer and Theodore Adorno edify: "
The magician never interprets himself as the image of the invisible power
The sacrificial animal is massacred instead of the god. Substitution in
the course of sacrifice marks a step towards discursive logic." Images
of man- made vehicles, such as boats, emerge phantom- like out of the
sullen darkness, mist, and fog following a storm at sea. Appearing ghostly
and threatening, they are accompanied by other apparition- like beings
caught adrift in the doldrums of a windless sea. Then there are those
who are shipwrecked and destitute, no longer capable of determining their
destiny. Another sea vessel is caught spinning and swirling, being whipped
around and swallowed into a vortex or a whirlpool of thermodynamic waves.
A few aberrant boats are captained by anachronistic beasts, such as pigs
that unknown to themselves sail themselves to market. Another uses decapitated
heads as oars illuminated by moon- light. And there are carriages pulled
by a domesticated horse that is actually enslaved as a beast of burden
dynamically affecting human history by being used to increase the speed
of travel, conquest and colonization and pulling the plow that gives birth
to an agricultural revolution. Ironically clever, disinterested rabbits
snidely observe human folly although they are dispassionately trapped
and mutilated in scientific experiments and locked in cages. All of these
forms themselves repeated or mutated from other forms are made present
through concave and convex shapes, suggesting sacrificial orifices as
well as biological/ anatomical organism. The ships suggest the crossing
of the River Styx as well as the ocean canoes of certain Pacific people,
such as those brilliant master artists and craftsmen of the Sepik River
in Papua New Guinea. These culturally fluid analogies clearly demonstrate
the collective unconscious of Carl Jung and the viability of Mircea Eliade's
comparative religion. Boats
ironically have managed, through transporting goods and slaves, to fuse
together disparate people from distinct continents. They meet first as
master and slave and ultimately become one by mere social and economic
erosion and the magnificent human spirit that makes one and all yearn
to define their own path. The idea is inspired by Robert Shaw's play Man
In A Glass Booth, wherein the bullet proof, protective, pristine transparent
glass booth encasing these prisoners possesses ironic beauty. The very
transparency of these sadistic façades has a tendency to incriminate
those who are judged and those who judge, because, when they are used
to interrogate political prisoners or war criminals they merge the innocent
with the guilty. Ultimately this results in the incrimination of society
at large. My indicted prisoners, placed on trial like Camus' Stranger,
are forced to spill out their biographies and thereby incriminate themselves.
So in their hands they hold interchangeable alternating heads because
their will to survive forces them to create masks so the lie cannot be
separated from the truth. Trees
cut down to make accommodating domestic objects aiding human comfort while
destroying nature by compromising the very air we breath, are compared
to the tree of life marking our DNA. According to the Hebrew Bible god
gave Cherubim flaming swords to guard against man lest he gain eternal
life, once god discovered that: "Man is evil". Desirable women
languishing in the throes of luxury as sex objects as portrayed in Western
high art give these drawings an erotic charge, and they are contrasted
with agony and death to demonstrate the brain's dependence upon the apprehension
of pleasure as a catalyst to further enhance evolution of the species.
I
celebrate the total biosphere's fauna and flora, blooming plants and creatures
that walk, crawl, slither and swim, sometimes zoomorphic, or anthropomorphic
but all in the act of deceptive metamorphosis emphasizing their living
potential. The crowd and the isolated individual abandoned by reason while
struggling to merge sex, birth and death to fashion free will are played
out in these discursive drawings honed through both planned and spontaneous
improvisation sometimes savage, tragic, macabre, humorous, erotic, and
bizarre simultaneously. Like
all humans these fashioned beings are often, pompous, arrogant, proud,
bedazzled, amazed, afraid, discerning, capricious, frivolous, promiscuous,
stubborn, determined, foolish, humiliated, anxious, scrutinizing, condemning,
approving, selfish and unconscious, full of cunning and bent on deceit,
while others stand by passive and bewildered, some even recognize divine
cause, reason and logic and therefore mourn our folly. These drawings are not provocative Surreal, illustrations of dreams. They represent discursive essences of critical events compounded when we are awake, defined by somnambulists, and signifying our Life On Earth.
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Emilio Cruz's By Paul Staiti Here
are forty drawings-and thirty-four companion paintings--that compel us
into the anguished zone of Emilio Cruz's Life on Earth. Mordant without
pathos, the pictures have descended conceptually from a particular strain
of fantastical art that attempts nothing less than visual articulation
of the stealth demons that ceaselessly kiss reality and trump the rational.
Most evidently hovering over Cruz's imagery like an ancestral shroud is
Francisco Goya's "Black Paintings" (1820-23), a set of fourteen
frescos painted into the Quinta del Sordo, and Los Caprichos (1797-98),
a set of eighty etchings that, all together, imagine a hellscape inhabited
by semi-human creatures of bestial appetites and impulses. The relationship
between the work of the two artists is sometimes explicit, as in the imagery
of Calamitous Toys, in which Cruz revives the signature owl that Goya
unleashed on the sleeping artist in Capricho no. 43: The Dream of Reason
Produces Monsters. The artists' moral lessons, too, seem explicitly related:
now, as much as then, superstition and evil are never more than a weary
eyelid away from burying rationality. But for the most part the relationship
is less explicit and more diffuse, being concerned with the core capacity
of art to liberate and materialize imaginative thought, and to unleash
troubling mutabilities that are, in Cruz's work, moral, biological, historical,
racial, and sexual, to name a few imagistic currents. Cruz's
dialogue with Goya dates back to 1979, when he wrote a play, Homeo Stasis:
Once More the Scorpion, in which a character is so disheartened by contemporary
events that he is moved to write a verse letter to Goya and post it at
a mailbox in the land of the dead. "The heart does not always pump
wisdom," Cruz admits, but "At the time of my choosing I try
to plunge myself into the/ Eternal abyss to liberate myself from the false
hope of/ Justice, but not from dignity." Similar
in concept to Homeo Stasis, the parables in Life on Earth are "visual
letters" to Goya, who might be the only person, even in death, capable
of understanding our deranged world. In a form of spiritual communion
across time, Cruz turns to Goya as an orienting figure. But the imagery
in Life on Earth is not strictly an homage to the eighteenth-century artist,
for as Cruz knows well, every culture needs to redefine and reinterpret
irrationality and evil in its own terms. As a result, Cruz's owl in the
drawing Calamitous Toys stares malevolently out at us and, unlike Goya's
birds of irrational prey, is no longer willing to merely spook reason,
but instead sinks its talons into the skull of a man who does not have
the benefit of being asleep. Still conscious, cut off at the waist to
reveal a hollow trunk cavity (a la mode Hieronymus Bosch's Hell from the
Garden of Earthly Delights, c. 1505), and helpless to do anything about
his besiegement, he imploringly yet passively stares out at us, as if
to say, "neither wisdom nor consciousness will be enough to save
us from the leviathan of historical accident, or from ourselves. "
Cruz
wishes to assert in this drawing and across the whole of Life on Earth
that the old Enlightenment polarities (rationality v. irrationality, consciousness
v unconsciousness, muses v demons) now seem mild and perhaps quaint, or,
at the very least, not an option in the twenty-first century, since we
really can no longer expect to find any refuge from our nightmares, even
in the daylight of consciousness. Our particular cultural affliction,
in fact, is to be fully awake during our own ruination. Where Goya said
he had chosen subjects "from the multitude of follies and blunders
common in every civil society, as well as from the vulgar prejudices and
lies authorized by custom, ignorance or interest," Cruz might just
omit the word "civil," because, as we know, all that is polite,
virtuous, or well-behaved got squeezed out long ago, victim to narcissism,
spectacle, and greed. "The constant flood of horrors," Cruz
says, is now channeled through media that allows us to witness "world
hunger and genocidal wars" while, miraculously and monstrously, we
can be found simultaneously "snacking on some edible delight"
in a "personal space, miles and miles removed." In the moral
twilight world of postmodernity, media elides consciousness and unconsciousness,
muses and demons, misery and self-satisfaction. Purgatory is now 24/7. Whereas
Goya's political art often made reference to explicit contemporary events
and persons, Cruz's is more politically generalized, though we sometimes
see the residue of recent world events. For example, his drawing Harvest
(do we hear an echo of Timothy O'Sullivan's Harvest of Death, or of Bosnia,
Kosovo, or Cambodia?) is a killing field of still sentient skulls. Like
Goya, too, there is something still residually Catholic in Cruz's political
vision, as he meditates on the morphing possibilities for imagining the
warfare between good and evil. But for the most part the drawings are
politically evocative without being politically targeted, and exist largely
independent of specific events or persons. Recalling in this aspect the
hallucinatory sensibility of Bosch, they achieve their imagistic power
via an inventive cast of characters: whole or amputated naked humans,
wild dogs grafted onto human bodies and human heads grafted onto dogs,
birds of prey, wild hippopotami, feral rabbits, and other, more indescribably,
mythic creatures that populate darkly portentous spaces in which unfathomably
apocalyptic events take place. And as with the work of Bosch, one does
not find oneself necessarily repelled. In fact, quite the opposite, the
urge for me is to pull toward the scenes with macabre fascination. Are
those ecologically doomed trees trying to bust out from a greenhouse in
Imprisonment of Trees? In Displacement at Eden, is the serpent separating
a man, whose head is reversed on his body, from a woman, whose head grows
out of the orifice of her truncated body, some kind of bizarre Genesis/Apocalypse?
Do people sprout from the branches of trees in When Things are Watered?
Why is there a person slung beneath the chest of running, screeching four-legged
creature that seems to have survived from the Cretaceous period in My
Favorite Pet? Doesn't the mast of that ship in Cranium Oars for Victory
resemble vertebrae? And why is all this happening? As in Los Caprichos,
no one knows because these vicissitudes show no causes, they sublimely
happen to an irredeemable humanity. Cruz's
imagery is full of provocative references beyond the nightmare worlds
of Goya and Bosch. Jorge Luis Borges' deeply metaphysical and entirely
subjective Book of Imaginary Beings and Labyrinths come to mind as general
influences. Kafka's identity-erasing bureaucratic torments are called
up by Cruz's Somnambulance and Vacancy, in which figures are trapped in
parallel planes, or file behind one another in dour sameness. His Incubus
or Succubus?, in which a sleeping female nude is visited by an intrusive
man, recalls Fuseli's Nightmare and Manet's Olympia at one and the same
time. The strange slave imagery of Cranium Oars, Vortex, and The Captains
is at the bizarre intersection of J. M. W. Turner's Slave Ship, Albert
P. Ryder's Toilers of the Sea, and Winslow Homer's The Gulf Stream. And
passages from other drawings bear affinity to pictures by George Grosz,
William Blake, and Francis Bacon. For
all the trauma, explicit and implicit, Cruz's style is masterful, classical,
even beautiful. Looking at the drawings I thought about Pierre Paul Prud'hon's
nineteenth-century drawings that seem to generate from nocturnal smoke.
But Cruz is a less ambiguous and bolder draughtsman. The darkness of Interrogation
is itself majestic and palpable, the line of Mating Game sure and sensual.
And that applies to the paintings, too, which always demonstrate a draughtsman's
touch, as for example in the elegantly linear S-curve of the bat's wing
in the frightening Transformation of Souls, or, the mannerist manipulations
of light and dark in Somnambulance. His confident technique allows the
phantasmic to acquire visceral truth, despite its flagrant imaginativeness.
That was the tactic Michelangelo used to make the figures in the prophetic
spaces of the Last Judgment believable and frightening at the same time.
Heaven and hell must be real because the bodies tell us so. Even though
the subjects in Life on Earth veer into the extraordinary, the well-rendered
body, however disfigured and mutated, is the key to rhetorical effectiveness.
Since anything impossible can be imagined in Cruz's Life on Earth, I can enjoy the liberty of creating critical witchcraft of my own. I can imagine his seventy-four pictures spending an evening with Robert Wilson's haunting installation, 14 Stations (2000). Derived from the tradition of Via Crucis, or Way of the Cross, Wilson's gigantic environment, which has been installed at Oberammergau and MassMOCA, is meta-religious. Referring as much to the Holocaust and slave shacks as to passion plays, Wilson's rows of visitable cabins, or stations, imploringly ask, as does Cruz's Life on Earth, What is the nature of suffering and condemnation, and where are the sources of solace in this world? In my own dream, Cruz's figures and phantoms will come to life, slip out of their frames, and take up residence in Wilson's howling cabins for a nocturnal jam session. The theme du nuit? Life's buffet of pain and salvation in all its spiritual, psychological, and physical phantasmagoria. Why would anyone want to furtively watch the proceedings? Because at the end of the day we know that what we will see is what exists a millimeter below the satin veneers of life, and that it is better to let Cruz-or Wilson, or Goya, or Bosch-be our guide in representation, than to experience any of it firsthand. Goya knew that that task was his special office, and in what amounts to a "letter" posted to Cruz, he described the harrowing terrain to be experienced by any fearless artist: "imagination abandoned by reason produces impossible monsters; united with her, she is the mother of the arts and the source of their wonders." Cruz read the "letter," and for that we thank him from the anxious region of our souls. |
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Emilio Cruz List of Works Total
number of works: 74 Drawings 1.
A Circumstance Of Luxury And Shadows 2002 / 22"x 30" 1.
Minotaur / oil on canvas-2003 - 33"x 40" |
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EMILIO CRUZ Place of Birth: New York, New York EDUCATION Art
Students League, New York, NY SOLO EXHIBITIONS 2001
Skoto Gallery, New York, NY
2000
Frere, New York Independent Art Fair, New York, NY SELECTED PUBLIC COLLECTIONS Albright
Knox Museum SELECTED
PRIVATE COLLECTIONS AWARDS 1998
Doing Art Together 1998 Honoree HONORARIA 1996
Columbia University, Teachers College TEACHING EXPERIENCE 1995
Assistant Professor, New York University RECENT PUBLICATIONS Museum
of American Art of the Pennsylvania Academy of Fine Arts, March 8, 1997,
Emilio Cruz, Home sapiens series, exhibition brochure, essay by Paul Saiti PERFORMANCES Emilio Cruz is a published poet and writer and has adapted and written works for theater. As Founder and Artistic Director of Spectacle, Inc., a multi-media theater production company incorporating paintings, film, poetry, movement and music, he was invited to participate in the 1981 Festival Mondial du Theatre in Nancy, France. The tour included performances in New York City at the Open Eye Theater, in Paris at the Maison de la Culture and in Milan. The works performed were Homeostasis :Once More the Scorpion and The Absence Held Fast to its Presence, both written and directed by Emilio Cruz. His works include: Spirit
of Influence Compassion,
Images from A Dark Room Compassion,
Season of The Blind Trilogy
for A Distant God Get
Down Perfume Cage The
Absence Held Fast to Its Presence Homeostasis:
Once More the Scorpion (in repertory with The Absence) Musical
Homage to Ants and Other Symbiotic Creatures |
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PAUL STAITI
Curriculum Vitae Professor
of Fine Arts on the Alumnae Foundation, I. EDUCATION
Ph.D. University of Pennsylvania, 1979 II. POSITIONS 1993-
Professor of Fine Arts on the Alumnae Foundation 1979-1993
Assistant/Associate Professor of Art 1978-1979
Assistant Professor of Art History III. PUBLICATIONS "The
Capitalist Portrait," Portraits of Power: The Collection of the New
York "The
State of American Art," Jefferson's America and Napoleon's France, "Con
Artists: Harnett, Haberle, and their American Accomplices," "Five
Centuries of Trompe L'Oeil Painting," American Art Review, XIV, "Winslow
Homer and the Drama of Thermodynamics," American Art, 15,
Emilio Cruz: Homo Sapiens Series, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
John Singleton Copley in America, (co-authored with Carrie Rebora),
Selected Reviews of John Singleton Copley in America: "John
Singleton Copley in America, (co-authored with Carrie Rebora), "The
Desire to Collect," Collective Pursuits: Mount Holyoke "Ideology
and Rhetoric in Erastus Salisbury Field's Historical "Illusionism,
Trompe l'Oeil, and the Perils of Viewership," The Still
Samuel F. B. Morse, Cambridge and New York, Cambridge University "Compliance
and Resistance: Samuel F. B. Morse, Puritan in Arcadia," "American
Art in the Mount Holyoke College Art Museum," (co-
Minerva Chapman, South Hadley and Washington, The Mount "Rembrandt
Peale on Art," The Pennsylvania Magazine of History and "God,
Family, and Art: Unpublished Letters from Samuel F. B. Morse,"
Samuel F. B. Morse, New York, The Grey Art Gallery, New York "Ideology
and Politics in Samuel F. B. Morse's Agenda for a National "Samuel
F. B. Morse's Search for a Personal Style: The Anxiety of "Rembrandt
Peale's Portrait of Captain Paul Ambrose Oliver and "The
1823 Exhibition of the South Carolina Academy of the Fine Arts: "John
Ashe Alston: Patron of Samuel F. B. Morse," Art in the Lives of "Samuel
F. B. Morse in Charleston: 1818-1821," South Carolina
American Hands and American Minds: Art and Architecture
Curator, with Gail Feigenbaum, Victoria Cooke, David O'Brien, and Susan
Curator, with Carrie Rebora, John Singleton Copley in America,
Curator, Minerva Chapman, Mount Holyoke College Art Museum;
Curator, with Gary Reynolds, Samuel F. B. Morse, Grey Art Gallery,
Curator, with John Dobkin, Samuel F. B. Morse: Educator and
1998
J. Clawson Mills Senior Fellow, Department of American Paintings 1991-92
J. Clawson Mills Senior Fellow, Department of American Paintings 1991
National Endowment for the Humanities Fellow, Winterthur Museum, 1990
National Endowment for the Humanities Summer Seminar, 1987 Fellow, Aspen Institute for Humanistic Studies 1986-87 National Endowment for the Humanities Senior Fellow 1985
National Endowment for the Humanities Summer Institute 1977-78 Rockefeller Foundation Fellow 1975-76 Samuel H. Kress Foundation Fellow |
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