Engaging with Kahlil Robert Irvings’s installation requires action. Its scale requires moving one’s body, viewing it first from afar and then up close. From a distance, such as viewed from outside standing on 6th street, it’s a frenetic tableau of screenshots. There are memes and browser tabs, overlapping digital prints filling the lobby’s central wall. They are right side up and upside down and sideways, simultaneously pushing forward and receding, like a face/vase optical illusion. A few larger images stand out: A blue sky; Serena Williams photographed mid-serve, upward stretched arm parallel to an upside down Sprite logo; elsewhere, an upside down waterfall. But these images mainly move the eye around the composition. It’s a familiar disorientation. It recalls 4am Facebook binges, when the screen and brain fuse in inter-ocular space (retina-to-retina). It recalls endless scrolling, when posts stop registering as anything in particular but pure content: bursts of dopamine as each rectangle slides to oblivion beyond the screen’s edge, the brain/screen event horizon. Content cascading like water.
When you step closer to the wall, near enough to read the text, the particularity of the images begins to register. From this distance, the wall is literally too big to see. Its edges disappear into the periphery and the patterns and movements recede, like zooming in on a compressed photo to see the individual pixels. Instead there are fragments of social media posts and screenshots of news articles. Gmail and messenger windows. A brick wall interlaces with a Facebook wall. Spotify playlists. Google image search results form grids of American flags, British flags, and Confederate flags. Gerrymandered maps. A picture of pavement. A picture of a Black man with scars on his back. News headline: “‘Time for the Ku Klux Klan to night ride again’: An Alabama newspaper editor wants to bring back lynching”. Now playing on Spotify: Ja Rule “Put It On Me”. “Never forget the NYPD murdered Eric Garner and then held a rally wearing shirts that mocked his dying words”. A photo of a black man speaking to the camera is captioned “Activists Are Dying and It’s Time to Ask…” It’s cut off by an advertisement for adult braces. That photo of Serena isn’t a photo, it’s a rendering from a video game posted to Facebook: the tennis rack has been tagged “truth”, and the ball suspended above her hand tagged “white people”. The tag above her face has been erased. Google Image search results: Where is the Ohio Valley?From this distance, the installation points to a different kind of scale and disorientation. It recalls another all-too-familiar experience, the 4am breaking news alert. Another Black life has been taken by police. Another Black life has been taken by police. Another Black life has been taken by police. Eventually the repetition becomes the defining quality. Another… another… another… At this point, it’s necessary to take a few steps back and see the patterns cascading like water.
For Irving, a collage such as this one, with its many conceptual and spatial dimensions, is intended to operate as sculpture. As such, “Ground Water From Screen Falls [(Collaged Media + Midwest STREET)]” initiates a fruitful conversation with CAC architect Zaha Hadid’s “urban carpet,” in which the public sidewalk along Walnut Street curves upward to form the lobby’s northern wall. Irving extends the wall to metaphors of virtual space, where “wall” takes on a myriad of new meanings and possibilities (Facebook wall, pay wall, firewall, etc.). Whereas Hadid pointed to the divisions of public and private space (where is the boundary if the sidewalk curves upward into the building?), Irving points to virtual space and the street as sites of “becoming and resistance”.The effects of scale and disorientation as well as the use of sky, water, and pavement imagery in the composition are key elements to how it operates. “We’re always situated to the ground and dreaming of the sky above,” Irving said in a June 4th virtual presentation to the Portland State University MFA program. The installation’s title is a reference to TLC’s 1995 hit song “Waterfalls”, in which an inner-city Black family orients themselves between their desires and the material reality of their lives. This is seen throughout the composition, which not only juxtaposes images of pavement with “clear blue and unconditioned skies” but also seems to cascade like a waterfall, recalling aquatic metaphors for information (e.g. a “firehose”, a “flood”, etc.). Additionally, asking the viewer to navigate space is not only a re-rendering of this narrative, it hearkens to the near impossibility of not moving to TLC’s irresistible groove.
What I consider the most compelling aspect of this installation is best understood in context of Irving’s work with ceramics. These works explore the interplay of presence and absence, resulting from processes of accumulation and subtraction — in particular through material burned away in the ceramic firing process. In doing so, his works invert expected figure-ground relationships to arrive at new aesthetic possibilities and also to invert cultural (and European-centric art historical) representations of Blackness as a negation.[1] As a result, these works become sites of resistance to challenge the racist and colonialist ontologies hiding within common aesthetic sensibility.“Ground Water From Screen Falls [(Collaged Media + Midwest STREET)]” embodies this same play of presence and absence. Like his works in ceramics, it engages in multiple inversions through levels of re-representation. It points to the screenshot as a surface of relief — much in the same way that large volumes of metadata can generate surprisingly accurate behavioral models of an individual,[2] an accumulation of screenshots is an intimate relief portrait. The aesthetic experience of this negated negation places the viewer in a position to act. The viewer’s gaze becomes one of asserting the fullness of a negated form. What Irving accomplishes is to present a revolutionary aesthetic wherein the act of looking can be anti-racist and anti-colonialist. Rather than becoming mired in the fatalistic sameness of repetition, it invites the viewer to look in this way, thus opening up aesthetic space as liberating rather than as confining.
POSTSCRIPT — A major element of this work that I have not engaged with is its emphasis on the Midwest as a place. Irving, who grew up in Saint Louis, incorporates many references to Midwestern locations and events. (For example, its waterfall is a photograph captured at Krohn Conservatory). As the CAC reopens in July and viewers encounter this installation after having witnessed the Cincinnati Police Department’s brutal actions against demonstrators, I can only hope contemplating Irving’s intervention may widen the sense of aesthetic and political possibility by revealing parallels between the work’s revolutionary potential and the revolutionary actuality transpiring outside, thus fulfilling the intent of Hadid’s “Urban Carpet”.
Kahlil Robert Irving’s “Ground Water From Screen Falls [(Collaged Media + Midwest STREET)]” was organized by Senior Curator Amara Antilla and will be on view at the Contemporary Arts Center through August 16th, 2020. A second phase of the installation involving an Irving-designed carpet is scheduled for installation sometime in 2021.
—Steve Kemple
[1] In a 2017 interview with Strange Fire Collective’s Jess T. Dugan, Irving says: “Many people only think of color existing optically or through light, but I challenge those theories by the presence of colors that are intrinsic to items physically inhabiting space. For example, a black coat is not empty, non-existent, or a black hole; it is a full object. Since the color is intrinsic to its existence the thought around the color and how we physically live with the color needs to be adjusted. Blackness is not synonymous with darkness. Within colonialism demonizing the color Black and idealizing whiteness has added a great barrier within contemporary culture.”
[2] see Shoshana Zuboff’s The Age of Surveillance Capitalism. New York: Public Affairs, 2018.