{"id":5884,"date":"2019-09-09T20:56:46","date_gmt":"2019-09-09T20:56:46","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/media-archive.blackartinamerica.com\/?p=5884"},"modified":"2019-09-09T20:56:46","modified_gmt":"2019-09-09T20:56:46","slug":"pitch-your-tent-here-david-hammonss-new-show-at-hauser-wirth","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/earthexhibitions.org\/media-archive\/?p=5884","title":{"rendered":"Pitch Your Tent Here: David Hammons\u2019s New Show at Hauser & Wirth"},"content":{"rendered":"
\u2018Follow the idea, not the sound.\u2019 — Ornette Coleman, jazz player, free thinker<\/span><\/p><\/blockquote>\n
There’s one in Los Angeles, and there’s one in Detroit. Large, neon letters splayed across the walls of a gallery, simply imploring viewers that “Everything Is Going to Be Alright.” What if we believed the message? The work caught my eye as I was passing Hauser and Wirth, a venerable gallery in Downtown Los Angeles. This version, thousands of miles from the all-white installation done by <\/span>Martin Creed<\/b> (born U.K. 1968) at MOCAD (Museum of Contemporary Art Detroit) was instead rainbow-hued and stretched straightforwardly over an indoor Hooverville of tents. Almost daring visitors to disregard what they were seeing. To suspend belief. In today’s economic climate–the Great Recession an all-to familiar memory for most millennials–another threat of recession being bandied about in the news cycle, and homelessness up 75%<\/span> in L.A. County within the last six years, the contrast was jolting. The tents had been assembled as part of a larger exhibit by <\/span>David Hammons<\/b>, a vaunted black American-born artist who commonly uses found objects to make statements. This one was rather clear yet subtle. There was no command to <\/span>Eat the Rich<\/span><\/i>. Instead, Hammons uses usually temporary structures to highlight an ongoing problem: in an age of gentrification, sprawl, and aging infrastructure poisoning entire populations, where can one safely lay their head at night? If if they find a home, is the water safe, or are the lights on?<\/span><\/p>\n
Hammons exhibition is dedicated to <\/span>Ornette Coleman<\/b>, another black male American artist and dedicated Jazz playing free-thinker who died in 2015. In Los Angeles, young musicians busk for a few dollars, perform on the subway, or within a few feet of the major shopping centers downtown. On the same block, young male activists blast messages and warnings trying to drum up support for updates to Rent Control in L.A. County. It’s encouraging to see and make the connection. In a town famous for giving the nobodiest of nobodies a chance to make it big, tons of ordinary young folk live two, three, or even four to a room. Reminiscent of many an old photo series chronicling housing shortages. It’s not that there aren’t any units available at all. Construction in Los Angeles and surrounding cities and townships is rampant these days, however, the monthly cost to keep a roof over one’s head is out of reach for many very low-income residents. Does it matter if a place exists if it’s out of reach financially? There are ordinances on the books, some of which have been in place for decades, however once a tenant leaves the price hikes become fair game:<\/span><\/p>\n