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October 21 - November 27, 2004 Curated by Paul Auster
JOSH DORMAN
We are honored and grateful to present this exhibition of New York painter Josh Dorman, generously curated by novelist Paul Auster. Mr. Auster’s appreciation of Dorman’s work demonstrates how the Fo u n d at i o n ’s eclectic and discretionary process reveals, naturally but quite unpredictably, each curator’s own pluralist views. We appreciate that artists often work tirelessly without thought or concern for exhibition. CUE is pleased to recognize such commitment by affording this opportunity, thus celebrating the efforts of artists such as Josh Dorman.
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Four years ago, artist Josh Dorman walked into a used bookstore in Saratoga
I am not a landscape painter. My goal is not to depict the way light plays on
Springs and bought several topographical maps. It made perfect sense that he
treetops, but I do want to get inside to see the rings of the trees, explore the
should have been attracted to these century-old projections of distant and
structure of the roots and branches, understand the bark. Lately, I’ve been
unknown places. Dorman’s recent work had been largely devoted to the rendering
using maps to find my way. I was seduced by these obsolete weathered pages-
of imaginary landscapes, little dream worlds that combined representation and
--their elegant lines revealing eons of geological shift and erosion---all
abstraction, the recognizable and almost recognizable in canvasses of exquisite
translated by human mind and hand. The risk I was taking and the implied
refinement and beauty. Call them portraits of an inner homeland, a topos of the
violation inherent in putting my first marks on the antique paper was bracing. It
spirit. Now, confronted with these maps of real places, a new idea gradually caught
brought drawing back into my paintings, erased the horizon line, and provided
hold of him. It took two full years before the impulse ripened into action—and then
me with a ground on which to excavate and impose images. As if I am walking
he took the plunge.
through nature with a magnifying glass and telescope, I find cells, mushrooms,
Working with a pen and colored ink, Dorman began inscribing his marks
thunderheads, pebbles, cliffs, continents
on the maps themselves, initiating an intense and passionate dialogue between the
I tilt these flattened lands into the frontal plane and then I seek routes
printed material and his own imagination. Inspired by the swirls and sinuous lines
and valleys back into space. I’m hoping for vertigo. But there is no one way to
of valleys, by the oddly contorted shapes of mountains and rivers, even by the
lose my balance. I follow a river with ink. I clog a harbor with oil paint. The name
words denoting bays and estuaries and towns, Dorman let his hand go wherever it
of a town or mountain might require something more literal---Rabbit Hills,
wanted to go, responding to these flattened-out ideograms by digging deep into
Burning Spring. After the Fall of 2001, I found I needed to erect buildings out of
his own unconscious. No plan, no agenda, no constraint. If there is a formal method
the grid work of the maps. I could no longer avoid the human presence in my
underlying Dorman’s art, it would be this: You find it in the act of doing it, and each
work or continue to invent a pastoral universe.
time you do it, you discover something you hadn’t known before. The map pieces are tantalizing, elusive works. Though small in scale, they
When I was eight years old, I’d lie on my stomach on my bedroom floor and draw with colored pencils in ring-bound sketchbooks. These drawings
are difficult to describe, almost impossible to pin down in words, and yet they hold
(now yellow with age) are full of monsters, winged beings, organic machines
our attention in the same way that stories do. So much is going on in them that we
with gears and tendrils and bolts of electric current. Drawing on these old
feel compelled to look for a narrative, as if by “reading” the images before us we
topographic maps with their sepia mazes returned these lost shapes and
could finally grasp them in all their complexity. But the story I will read in one of
memories to me and provided me with a new framework for painting, a way to
these pictures is not the same story you will read. More than anything else, that
navigate space.
singularity of response attests to the charm and power of these works. On the one hand, they are exuberant, almost child-like in their energy. On the other hand, the dominant feeling they provoke in us is one of reflection, of meditation. There is no solution to the mystery. As Dorman put it in a recent letter to me: “Ultimately, I paint to find out why I have to paint…in order to see things that wouldn’t exist if I didn’t make them. But I feel satisfaction only when I am genuinely surprised by what happens. As Braque once said: ‘There is only one thing in art of any value— that which cannot be explained.’”
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NEAR THE VILLA OF THE MYSTERIES, 2004 Ink, oil, on antique maps on panel, 32” x 36”
THE FUNNIES, 2003 Ink on antique maps on panel, 34” x 42”
NIGHT FISHING, FOR NELLY, 2004 Ink, acrylic, on antique maps on panel, 50” x 48”
PLYMO, 2003 Ink on antique map on panel, 16” x 18”
AT THE END OF THE DAY, 2004 Acrylic, oil, maps on can vas, 65” x 130”
E Q UATOR, 2003 Ink on antique maps on panel, 36” x 32”
FLEDGLING LAMENT, 2003 Ink on antique ledger pages on panel, 34” x 42”
LITTLE APOCALYPSE, 2003 Ink on antique map on can vas, 18” x 14”
AND LAKE EUNICE, 2004 Ink with maps on 6th grade science drawings by Stanley Dorman (circa 1955), 14” x 16”
THE GANG, 2003 Ink on antique map on can vas, 14” x 18”
P I LG R I M AGE, 2004 Acrylic on panel, 14” x 18”
A GREAT EGG, 2004 Ink, oil, antique map on can vas, 38” x 34”
artist’s biography Josh Dorman was born in Baltimore in 1966. He graduated Skidmore College in 1988, then received his MFA from Queens College in 1992. Dorman’s work has been exhibited in solo shows at galleries including 55 Mercer in New York City and Galerie Francoise in Baltimore, and in various group shows, most recently at The Drawing Center and The National Academy Museum. His drawings and paintings have been reviewed in Modern Painters, Art in America, and The New Republic. He works in a studio in Long Island City, and has been granted residencies at Yaddo and the Millay Colony. He has taught in and around New York, including Skidmore College, City University and Rider University. He lives in Windsor Terrace, Brooklyn.
c u r at o r ’ s b i o g r a p h y Paul Auster’s two most recent novels are The Book of Illusions (2002) and
Oracle Night (2003). His Collected Poems were published earlier this year. He lives in Brooklyn.
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