Post #321 • July 13, 2004, 4:57 PM • 22 Comments
Robin Griffiths' exhibition at Dorsch Gallery, "Spue," opened this past Saturday. I would contrast his work with the gargantuan baubles currently on display at MoCA; they're as lighthearted, but one can take them more seriously. The artist arranged wood and steel to suggest obsolete apparatuses and arrangements whose delicacy was incongruous with their materials.
This one consisted of three Dade County Pine logs attached with steel springs. The end hung in a manner that it could be pushed around, and it would swing back and forth like the neck of a brontosaur. (The woman in the gray pants is Bonnie Clearwater, director of MoCA.)
A radio reciever built by 18th Century pirates, perhaps.
The artist has been saving his old pants since high school.
Griffiths, left, with UM professor Brian Curtis and his wife on the couch in a gallery reconstruction of the artist's living room.
Between Griffiths and Ralph Provisero, Dorsch is doing more for sculpture than any gallery in town.