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Thursday, March 14, 2013
RICHARD ALDRICH - THE WORDS OF TUCK TUCK TUCK
March 14 - April 15, 2013
Tuck Tuck Tuck was the name of artist Richard Aldrich's solo music project done between the years 1999 and 2001, with records released in 2002 and 2003 on his own Skul record label. The words of Tuck Tuck Tuck compiles exactly that: all use of printed language surrounding Tuck Tuck Tuck. What is ostensibly a lyric book contains press releases, insert texts and record reviews in addition to the lyrics proper. In this way the book mimics the concerns of Aldrich’s painting practice, objects that contain different tones, purposes and functions collected together to create a larger and multi-faceted understanding of a body.
This exhibition will inaugurate KARMA's new space at 39 Great Jones St.
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KARMA
39 Great Jones St, Groundfloor
New York NY 10012 MAP
Open Monday-Saturday 11-7
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Sunday, December 23, 2012
Friday, December 7, 2012
BASEL snap shots (part 1)
Thomas Zipp
Matt Connors
Mai-Thu Perret
Richard Aldrich
Jonathan Horowitz and Martin Creed
Laura Owens
Joe Bradley
Keith Haring
Sunday, September 9, 2012
Friday, September 7, 2012
If There Would Be a Face, This Would Be a Cat @ Dependance
If There Would Be a Face, This Would Be a Cat
8 September - 3 November 2012
Richard Aldrich
Will Benedict
Karl Holmqvist
Alexandra Leykauf
Michaela Meise
Markus Selg
Andreas Slominski
Oscar Tuazon
Haegue Yang
Sunday, June 17, 2012
Tuesday, June 5, 2012
How do it know? @ ESSEX STREET opens Friday, June 8th
With Richard Aldrich, Sam Lewitt, Josef Strau, Sturtevant and Amy Yao.
June 8 – July 8, 2012
Opening Reception Friday June 8, 6-8pm
Sunday, March 4, 2012
Saturday, September 17, 2011
Thursday, September 8, 2011
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
Monday, June 6, 2011
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
ADDICTED TO HIGHS AND LOWS AT BORTOLAMI GALLERY
Addicted to Highs and Lows curated by Richard Aldrich
Opening April 7th, 2011 6 to 8pm
Kaoru Arima, Daan van Golden, Heather Guertin, Charline von Heyl, Matt Hoyt, Amy Lien, Erik Lindman, Jason Loebs, Peter Mandradjieff, Carissa Rodriguez, Julia Rommel, Terry Winters, Anicka Yi
A writer (theorist) or a curator is a kind of artist. They know (unconsciously) what they are looking for. They are drawn to things, and need only to take what they have seen and contextualize it in their own way, use it their own way to make sense and begin to articulate their own feelings. Thus two readers, after finishing the same book, have two separate ideas of the book. And this is the best thing: these same two readers could meet again in ten years and reread the same book and have two new ideas. Marriage is the desire to have a mirror to gauge oneself everyday: "what did you think of that?" you could say to your spouse. Or often you don't even need to say anything. This is why art is so important, something to look at and use to recognize and construct how we are feeling. This is why art needs to be so free, and this is why the artist that writes has become out of date. It is always changing: the 50s painters distrusted Motherwell because he had gone to school. The minimalists lauded Smithson because he wrote such good jokes. These days the primacy-of-writing mentality still exists (but without the good jokes). This has come to represent our avant-garde: a press release. But even Proust was laughed at as a writer of soap-operas. We work from our past, and history sorts it all out. Maybe this is the market, which really just means "how do we cover up their insecurity?" so of course a witty text (press release) is a good idea, or an opaque one for the obvious reason (they are a genius exclamation point exclamation point exclamation point).
There is a good joke that a cop finds a drunk stumbling around in front of a lamp post. The cop says to the drunk, "what are you doing?" The drunk says, "I lost my keys in the alley and am trying to find them." The cop says, "If you lost them in the alley why are looking out here by the lamppost?" To which the drunk replies, "the light is better out here."
There is a sort of making that is responding to life and there is a sort of making that becomes a means of not getting at true feelings, a distraction, conscious or otherwise, that often comes from fear. The intellect often serves this purpose as does a reliance on it to legitimize or rationalize our actions and our desires rather than acknowledge them for what they are. It is always easier to stay in the light, to not stare into the abyss*, but where is this getting us?
I guess what I am saying is that it is into this abyss that I find these artists staring. The work varies in aesthetic or social connection, but that is the point too. There isn't a "look" to an internal conflict. We still see minimal, we still see abstract, we still see conceptual, and we hold these aesthetics to some structure of meaning or history, but isn't the main precept of our day that the ways in which we get information is just as important as that information? What is important here is that the connecting tissue isn't a signifier or formal quality or relation to cultural production, but rather the similar, less delineated strain of, say, intention or a self contextual-framing; or an emotional kinship in an approach to working regardless of whatever the eventual object is.
- Richard Aldrich
For more information please contact the gallery at 212 727 2050 orinfo@bortolamigallery.com.











































