Mike Paré at Mark Moore Gallery
Los Angeles November 6 - December 18, 2004
By Erik Bluhm
first published in Art US magazine, 2005
Mike Paré's large-scale graphite renderings of counterculture
crowds—be-ins, protests, guerilla theater—communicate
both the hope and desperation of the 1960s; the social upheaval
and communal bliss. It is the timelessness of the depicted events,
rather than their commemoration, however, that most interests
Paré. Though decades have passed, the ideals that were cultivated
then continue to sprout and grow. Free love may have collided
with mob violence at Altamont, but it didn't end there. And the
divisions that fractured the cause—Women's lib, ethnic pride,
the ecology movement—are now treasured as special interests.
"Baby boomers put down the hippy shit all the time," Paré
points out. "But they use it for cred when it's convenient." Hence
his scenarios are not about nostalgia. His editorial eye is infused
with the continuity of human emotion.
Up close Paré's involved pencilwork appears to be groups
of scratchy lines —"fuzz" as he has described it. It is
only when we take a step back that the image comes into focus.
Then and only then, as looking back in hindsight, are we able
to see the whole picture—the long-haired protesters chanting;
the crowds of young people milling about in beads and moccasins.
They lie on lawns passively, or form lines of dissident defiance.
These themes—rock concerts, Yippie sit-ins, and folk festivals—are
familiar territory for Paré. What are new here are primarily
formal concerns. Florescent-pigmented objects have begun to hover
above the action. In Pentagon (2004), the heaviness of that ominous
shape—a rhomboid representation of The Man—weighs
over audience members. A group of peaceniks sits Indian-style
in Together We Can Do This (2004), as if patiently awaiting something
as elusive as change. Geometric green lines are superimposed above
the gathering, expanding outwardly, eliciting a sense of psychic
space outside the journalistic plane. "I'm not afraid of confusing
the viewer, by making forms that don't make sense in the image,"
admits Paré. "I am interested in those ambiguous areas where
the photo images cross over the forms and your eye finishes the
image for you. I like confusing work like that."
As the show's sole sculptural entry, three life-sized wine jugs
sit on a raised plinth. They appear to be solid graphite or lead,
but on closer inspection reveal themselves as actual wine-filled
vessels "drawn" with a pencil into a three-dimensional form. The
piece's title, "The Weight Was So Heavy (We Put it Down) (2003)
may refer to the enormous responsibility of '60's idealism, but,
given the "sharing" characteristics of the jug form, could also
be a comment on more personal responsibilities inherent in one-on-one
relationships.
Paré's simultaneous forward and backward reflections examine
a time when gatherings could quickly turn from celebrations to
wakes. Though today we may feel removed from the days of students
being gunned-down by government troops, the distance, Paré
demonstrates, may be deceptive. In Gnostic Clouds (2004), amoeba-like
vapors mingle amongst a group of intense sitters, as if their
drifting ideas have somehow taken on a physical presence. In the
top corner, hand-drawn capital letters read, "We Live In Rome!"
A clue or perhaps a warning.