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Toby
Kreidler
While
looking at photographs of distant space along side
of photographs taken through microscopes of cells
and other tiny objects, Kreidler was struck by how
often they looked nearly the same. The repeating patterns
occurred on such wildly different scales and without
a context, he couldn't be sure if he was looking in
or looking out. Kreidler tries to make paintings that
fit into this scheme, that make people question from
what perspective they are looking. They are an effort
to make a space where the question of from where are
we looking is irrelevant.
Kreidler
sees the universe as endless variation on a single
theme. The interesting thing is how the different
variants meet and interact. He is entranced by how
things come together to make the whole, so that the
parts themselves seem to become irrelevant, but then
when you stop and look at each of the parts you realize
that they are what the whole thing is really about.
"Life
is like standing on an Oriental rung that fills the
entire room. You can move all around and look at the
different pieces of the rug, but what you can never
do is see the whole rug at once." Perspective
determines experience and the meaning prescribed to
it.
Kreidler thinks of each dot as a word, and each word
can be any word that he wants: or all the same word,
or just word. Kreidler thinks of each dot as a person.
Or atoms. Or thoughts. Or obsession - just thousands
of dots on a canvas. It's all the same thing, what
Kreidler means not ever really being what he is saying.
What he sees not ever being really exactly what's
there.
Kreidler's
response is his paintings, less concerned with communicating.
If he succeeds, one can imagine that context, content,
critical frameworks & strategies as well as social
configurations become obsolete. Effect and affect
rather unimportant. Choreography is intellectually
beautiful, but the child getting up and moving to
the music as he feels it is what Kreidler wants to
mimic in his dancing.
We
are most attracted to that which seems unspeakable.
We love rain. We stand next to ourselves on our pages
and canvases. We pretend. We play games.
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