The "PLASTIC" show at the Creative Alliance came down before we were able to review it in the paper, but it was one of the season's more memorable shows. Here are some of my thoughts about it that I didn't get to publish.
Ever since a tipsy Mr. Robinson whispered the word to a callow Benjamin Braddock in The Graduate, plastic has connoted all that is shallow, materialistic and fake about America.
The artists in PLASTIC: Landscape, Cityscape, Lifescape, at the Creative Alliance, came along a full generation after the confused flower children in director Mike Nichols 1967 film.
Many of them grew up in suburbia, shopped in the malls and gradually discovered that even if you moved from one end of the country to the other, things would still look pretty much the same mass-produced, standardized in quality and firmly attached to a recognizable brand-name.
In short, these artists inherited everything that Dustin Hoffman's Ben Braddock and Katherine Ross' Elaine Robinson were fleeing from when they jumped onto that bus at the end of Nichols movie. Yet rather than shun Americas obsession with material well-being and social conformity, these artists mostly embrace it, if for no other reason than a lack of viable alternatives.
Multimedia artist Bridget Sue Lambert, for example, photographs ingenious, exquisitely detailed images of domestic interiors that she sets up inside a large dollhouse.
It's impossible to view her tiny chairs, carpets, tables and other furnishings without a twinge of nostalgia. They represent a vision of life lived authentically in what now seems a distant era before the arrival of endless tract houses and fast-food joints. It's not exactly Norman Rockwell's America, but its not R. Crumb's either.
At the opposite end of the spectrum from Lambert's gentle reminiscences are Ben Furgal's slick, urban architectural fantasies, which are every bit as dazzling (and as wholely imaginary) as those of Giambattista Piranesi, the 18th-century Italian painter who created delightfully ficticious veduti, or views, of Venice.
Furgal's glittery, ultramodern cityscapes are almost kitsch -- but only almost. What saves them is an innocent, joyous whimsy that really makes you wish these stylish American veduti were real. Plastic has never looked so good.
The show, which closed Saturday, also presented works by Ben McKee, Eric Leshinsky, Dina Kelberman and Zachary Thornton.