unurth haring moca Sunday Review: Why Art in the Streets Was Impressive and Why This is a Bad Thing

If you haven’t yet made it out to MOCA‘s Art in the Streets, think twice before going based off of its advertisement as a “street art retrospective.” As a whole, the exhibition lacks a clear exhibition catalog or map, exists without any sort of coherent spatial organization, and places faulty emphasis on its composition of “street art.” Its ability to impact visitors is based upon enormity and celebrity alone, capitalizing upon the recent urban art trend with little else to offer. We’ll say it up front- if you’re looking for a glowing recommendation, Shelley Leopold’s version in this week’s LA Weekly should do the trick.

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Roa's work in progress

While Art in the Streets does deserve recognition as perhaps the largest institutionalized display of graffiti and urban art to date and Jeffrey Deitch certainly deserves acknowledgement for the prominent  names brought together under one roof, the exhibition fails to submit any sort of insightful or reflective dialogue, with the exception of a microscopic timeline and vacuous wall text. The show offers no historical context and imparts nothing at face value. Colossal names and expansive art groupings provide considerable examples of the urban movement’s visual language, but their significance goes unexplained, leaving novice viewers an assortment of historical imagery alone, and even intermediate attendees the unaided task of piecing it all together. Taken as a whole, the show embodies the “Tumblr” of museum exhibitions- a collection of pretty pictures, a vague assertion of their significance, and minimal content. Bottom line, don’t expect to leave this exhibit more knowledgeable than when you came in.

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Swoon's Delicacy

Deitch’s dedication to the craft and devotion to its artists have successfully brought an intrinsically impermanent and external art form into the curated space of a museum, but bewilderment ensues. The sheer size and amount of artwork presented overwhelms, arranged in labyrinth formation, often flashing, sounding, and moving to a garishly Disneyland-esque effect, the worst of which is a live impersonation of a popov-induced homeless man. The lack of coherent spacial flow begs for chronological, cultural, regional, or perhaps even categorical arrangement- at the very least, a map and a compass.

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Luckily, many artists’ pieces demonstrate perceptible virtuosity, in conjunction with pieces of memorabilia and elaborate installations. The most meritorious on view are Swoon’s glowing pyramid of her intricate papercuttings (in a wedding-cake formation of ornate lacework), and a Ramellzee-filled neon room (glowing, futuristic rocket creatures are always a yes). Similarly brilliant was the Brazilian twin-duo Os Gêmeos’ pop surrealist landscape, and Roa’s aerosol critters which allow for an illustrious entrance, not to mention the pure joy of viewing Haring and Basquiat pieces in person. Such artistic contributions redeem whatever conceptual structure is lacking, and rightfully so- A disoriented hodgepodge of aesthetically pleasing and historically significant works is still good art.