"I want the artwork to be real, not like a dream or a movie,"
Franz West recently stated: "...[I want] to be able to step
into it, to sit on it, lie on it...The artist lives in a social
environment, he doesn't just produce work from the other side,"
West avers, continuing, "... this is the art of today, lying
down on the bed looking up into space. It doesn't matter what
the art looks like but how it's used. The important thing is to
find a place for art, not a description."1
For the past fifteen years Franz West has consequently been making
art that is variously interactive and performative. In an early
body of works known as Paßstücke (Fitting Pieces),
visitors to the exhibition were invited to manipulate the objects.
Having picked up one of these ungainly forms with rough, faux-clumsy
surfaces, they could then wind it around their bodies, adapting
their forms to it, using it as the occasion to strike an attitude,
adopt a pose or take a stance, aware always that there never could
be perfect unison. By rapidly applying plaster to filigree struts,
or winding bandages onto a metal infrastructure, or seemingly
nonchalently moulding papier-mâché, West produced
modestly scaled sculpture with white surfaces guaranteed soon
to become grimy and unhygienic. Far from the purist Minimalist
aesthetic, which had recently prevailed in sculptural discourse
in international circles, they were equally removed from Aktionismus,
the dominant ethos of West's native Vienna during his years as
a student. Soon atrophied into sclerotic reiteration, this performance-based
coterie prompted West to devise a way of making art where the
audience became the active agent, rather than the passive receptacle
of a spectacle orchestrated by the artist and his cohorts, as
was the case with the older generation.
After the Paßstücke, West began making sculpture
that could inhabit a variety of sites, and that could be variously
oriented depending on the will or whim of the beholder. Pieces
in this way gravitated from their makeshift pedestals to sites
on the gallery walls or were repositioned according to different
sight lines or in relation to the viewers' notions of optimal
presentation. The temptation to participate in the installation
of these indeterminate works generally proved irresistible to
viewers long conditioned never to touch and certainly never to
intervene in curatorial decisions. Relinquishing definitive control
over the placing his work proved preliminary to West's renouncing
sole authorship of certain other work as he began to engage in
a series of collaborative projects with a number of artists and
then with several volunteer novices who sought to work with the
by now renowned artist. The former contributed to the introduction
of color into his art, the latter led to the production of welded
furniture comprising discarded filigree rebars. Stark and rudimentary
in form, these benches, chairs, and tables gave little sense to
the eye of the ergonomics determining their structures. The nonchalance
of their forms was matched by covering the seats with newspaper,
which left traces on the clothes of those who sat on it and on
the fingers of those who whiled away their time reading it. Placed
on pedestals when shown in museums, these chairs and chaises longues
offer a comfortable site for viewing the art in the gallery or
for watching the passing parade. West's furniture might be placed
somewhere between the casual informality of John Chamberlain's
foam Barges with their sprawling sixties ethos, and the highly
elegant yet monumental rock chairs and granite seats designed
by Scott Burton in the 1980s.2 Like the work of both of these
American artists, West's increasingly speaks to two audiences:
to the cognoscenti who appreciate the conceptual strategies and
art-historical lineage underpinning his approach, and to those
who in failing to recognize the works as art simply enjoy their
utilitarian properties.3
Subsequent developments in West's art have capitalized on this
dual appreciation of his couches, extending their slyly witty
functionality by covering the metal armatures with, on occasion,
cheap second-hand "oriental" carpets, or gaudily patterned
slipcloths of African fabric. For Rest at Dia, West has
devised a new smart color scheme in black and white, which his
collaborator Gilbert Bretterbauer has sewn into bold iconic patterns.
The stark dark-light contrast was provoked by the site, by its
physical characteristics as well as its cultural ones, and not
least its preferred sartorial codes. Sheltering on the northeast
corner of the urban rooftop, West's couches provide an inviting
respite after the luminous pure form of the Dan Graham pavilion
nearby and the cool, pristine gallery spaces below. "Without
this active reception," West said on an earlier occasion,
"the work would remain somehow wanting, unfulfilled. Without
this loving gesture-whose theatricality, boldness, or elegance
you will modulate at your own discretion-it would remain the equivalent
of a lack. So go ahead..."4
Notes
1."Franz West interviewed by Iwona Blazwick, James Lingwood
and Andrea Schlieker," in Possible Worlds: Sculpture from
Europe (London: Institute of Contemporary Art/Serpentine Gallery,
1990), 83, 85.
2. The tradition of melding borders between the fine and applied
arts has roots in Vienna in the Secessionist movement. West's
proclivity for hybrid forms has stretched to encompass video works
that are quasi-documentaries and philosophic linguistic text poems.
3. The "unconscious" aspect of this reception of his
work greatly interests West whose engagement with key twentieth-century
Austrian thinkers, most notably Freud and Wittgenstein, has been
instrumental in forging his aesthetic.
4. Franz West and Axel Huber, "3 or 17," Parkett
37 (September 1993), 97.