Art Cologne – founded in 1967 and so the first of the modern-style art fairs – had a lean time in the 2000’s but has recovered its status somewhat. This year 57,000 people visited 164 galleries - one floor of 'contemporary' and one of 'modern' - and features included special stands for collaborative pairings between galleries or between artists. Actually the fair as a whole was big enough anyway that you can find two interesting examples of many things pretty easily. For example:
The multi-colour combination
There's always plenty of Heinz Mack and of lots of super-colourful abstraction at Art Cologne, but only in recent years have they intersected. The 88 year old, though famous for exploring light and movement, puts colour to the fore in his recent 'chromatic constellations'.
Hany Armanious: Untitled (Snake Oil), 1997-2019
at Roslyn Oxley9 Gallery, Sydney
Everyday glasses form the moulds into which Australia’s 2011 Venice representative pours a ‘hot melt’ of synthetic resin which he calls ‘snake oil’ – ‘a substance with no real medicinal value sold as a remedy for all diseases’. I guess ownership wouldn’t improve your health, but you can contemplate an alluring interplay between plinth glasses and their internal casts, with the stem acting as transition point between shapes which look intriguingly different when inversion, substance and colour are added.
The active artist's self-portrait
Nil Yalter: tour de babel / tour de beauborg, 1979 at Galerie Hubert Winter, Vienna.
Nil Yalter has the best institutional show currently up in Cologne, her retrospective the Ludwig Museum. That has many intricate installations inhabiting the positions of the disadvantaged: this is simpler. It depicts her - as is common among young artists - waiting in the Pompidou Centre's restaurant to help make ends meet. But she serves up just the museum's escalator logo... and what can a brand sustain?
If any of the works in the fair could explain why Dan Graham was laughing (in a soundpiece by Christian Jankowski, hidden between stands and in the general hubbub) it was set of works by the Belgian artist. Here Laurens Mol invokes Mondrian by proposing that his structure may be what is needed to stabilise his own creative processes – though he looks more likely to follow Bas Jan Ader (another Mondrian-user) into the water.
Kim Simonsson: Mossgirl with Feather Bonbons, 2019 at Galerie Forsblom, Stockholm
It’s actually ceramic in the middle of this forest-coloured fantasy by a forest-dwelling Finn. Simonsson’s practice all stems from a tale he has created in which feral children face power struggles in a forest community somewhat parallel to Golding’s Lord of the Flies. But it’s the feathers which make the piece fly, though quite how they are bonbons I'm not so sure...
Alona Rodeh : Jester, 2017 from the Project ‘Safe and Sound’ at Christine König Galerie, Vienna
This figure, sporting a high vis version of a Greman firefighter's uniform, is the fool from tarot from a body of work by the Berlin-based Israeli which explores the material and visual culture of safety, drawing parallels with fashion, clubbing, theatre and architecture. The striking feature is the scythe as head, suggesting that the jokes could give way to violence.
The cunning repurposing
The Bosnian artist collected labels from her friends’ new and old clothes to make up a painting of sorts which trembles attractively with the breeze of your passing. Apparently the recycling of unwanted clothing on an international scale is a significant part of Bosnia & Herzogovina’s economy, so there is a political edge to the personal stories represented. That said, I was asking myself this: how fire resistant would a garment be if made from the labels advising on fire resistance?
Carlos Garaicoa: Puzzle Columnas, 2018 at Galeria Continua San Gimignano, Beijing, Les Moulins, Havana
In one of those simple ideas one is surprised not to have seen before, the Cuban artist takes a photograph of an abandoned building. That appears in ghostly mode at the back of a puzzle which he has made from the same image, leaving it incomplete to presage the building’s ongoing decay along with any metaphorical echoes.
The all-green painting which is not what it seems
Naufas Ramirez-Figuera: Scales, Variation #4, Nephrit Jade, 2016 at Sies + Hoke, Dusseldorf
I didn’t think it likely that Naufas Ramirez-Figuera, a Guatemalan known for his performances, had suddenly turned to straightforward abstraction - and so it proved. This isn’t the painting it seemed from outside the stand, but a carving of jade. The aim – in a set which also includes gold and obsidian – is to call attention to the valuable materials plundered by the invading Spaniards to such an extent that their traditional use in native South American rituals was prevented.
Jiri Dokoupil: Green Porn – Dedicated to Georgia O’Keeffe, 2008 at Galerie Andrea Caratsch, Zurich
Only up very close was it obvious that this large green field – again, not a painting, this is an inkjet print - was made up of thousands of pornographic images in repeating patterns. Surprised? Not really, as the Czech-German has developed sixty processes, most famously the use of soap bubbles, to make paintings. But why the dedication? Dokoupil admires O’Keeffe, and refers to the popular view that her flower paintings have sexual underpinnings. She always denied that, so it’s a doubly provocative tribute.
Art and the mobile phone
Joëlle Dubois: Bad Post-Sex Habit at Thomas Rehbein Gallery, Cologne
The Belgian painter complains that ‘communication between people today is increasingly becoming superficial, fleeting, impersonal and anonymous’. Hardly news, but her gleaming little acrylics under resin take the thought in charmingly witty directions by showing phones inappropriately used: not just after sex, but during it too, alongside all sorts of other activities from yoga to eating, They proved a big audience hit in a bright yellow booth.
Michelangelo Pistoletto: Smartphone - seated woman and standing man, 2018 at Giorgio Persano, Turin
I guess it had to happen: Michelangelo Pistoletto’s latest mirror pieces bring the viewer into the zone of figures with mobile phones. So here is my self-portrait, taken the same way of course, together with gallery staff who appear to be rather less thematically communicating with each other in pre-digital style.