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346. LIZA LOU'S EXTREME BEADWORK by un'Americana a Venezia



 Have you ever felt guilty wanting to buy a pair of sandals or a garment decorated with tiny glass beads, picturing slaves, possibly children, bent over in a sweatshop, handcrafting a miniature masterpiece for which we pay too little and for which they've been paid next to nothing?  My own sense of guilt about any and all cheap Third World beadwork enjoyed by me has suddenly begun to lessen, thanks to my discovery of the painstaking art of a New York native called Liza Lou.  Liza, now in her 40's, spent several years of her life working on a room-size sculpture called "Kitchen" (compl. 1995) followed by "Backyard" (compl. 1998).  She covered everything represented in the kitchen with glass beads.  I mean everything, from the bag of Lay's potato chips on the beaded counter to the dishes sitting in the beaded sink!  The fridge all by itself is an amazing piece of work.  "Backyard" features 250,000 individually beaded blades of grass, complete with a beaded tree, beaded flowers and bugs, a beaded lawnmower, and a beaded red and white checked tablecloth on a beaded picnic table next to a beaded BBQ grill, all true to size, with even a beaded salad and beaded ears of corn.  At her Internet site, we read that glass beads are Lou's primary art material.  Her latest sculptures and woven paintings are "meditations upon process, the impossibility of perfection, and what Lou terms 'the culpability of craft'."  Few critics took her seriously at first.  People not at peace with her work called her "obsessive."  At the San Francisco Art Institute where she studied, her teachers even told her the use of beads was "not allowed."  But beads continued to be far more interesting to Lou than paint.  Her reply to all ongoing criticism:  "It's summing up someone's lifework as a mental oddity.  What's far more frightening is for people to consider the possibility that I'm completely aware of what I'm doing."  And what is she doing?  She's applying glass beads with tweezers!  One bead at a time!  Her work has caused her acute tendinitis in the past, which seems like a natural consequence of so much effort on any one project.  She has gone from exploring Pop art, mass culture, and feminism to confronting violence and confinement.  She can turn a box of laundry detergent into a visual splendor and make an ugly fence seem beautiful.  By now, her sculptures and paintings are recognized and on display all over the world.  At the moment she has got two shows, one in San Diego and another in Tempe, Arizona.  Lou's use of glass beads takes the medium to a new level.  We are not talking only about pretty patterns and everyday objects transformed.  How about a metallic heap of dark links made from woven glass beads as in"Chains" (2010), or a panel that uncannily resembles finely grained wood as in Untitled #20 (2011)?  How about "American Presidents 1-43" (1995-2000) which features quirky cartoon-like portraits of U.S. chief executives from the first, George Washington, through William Jefferson Clinton.  Appropriately, those portraits now belong to the Smithsonian in the nation's capital.  Today Liza Lou lives and works between KwaZulu-Natal in South Africa and Los Angeles.  She collaborates in her Durban studio with about twenty-five male and female beadworkers who are employed as co-artists.  They begin their work each day with an hour of song and dance, together with their boss, Liza, and then get down to gluing beads onto things, one bead at a time, entertaining themselves as they work.  Durban has a long tradition of beadwork.  A few years ago they were recreating wall-sized Islamic prayer carpet designs using bugle beads imported from Japan, turning the tiny bead cylinders on one end, as in the work now showing in San Diego, "Color Field" (2010-2013).  Why does Liza do all this, even with a lot of help?  The fact is, Liza had a very rough upbringing, thanks to unstable parents, especially her father.  When she first saw one of her pieces finished, a cross-shaped fence, she said, "I wonder if art can become an act of forgiveness.  The object stands gleaming, arms open wide, big enough to love anyone, forgive anything."  As she patiently and deliberately applies her medium, Lou is hardly neurotic, but rather, absolutely Zen.  And given the realization above, about art being a vehicle for all-embracing forgiveness, surely Liza Lou is also divinely inspired.     UN’AMERICANA AVENEZIA   

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A chi può procedere malgrado gli enigmi, si apre una via. Sottomettiti agli enigmi e a ciò che è assolutamente incomprensibile. Ci sono ponti da capogiro, sospesi su abissi di perenne profondità. Ma tu segui gli enigmi.

(Carl Gustav Jung)