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Robert Berlind, Art in America, 2/03
William Tucker's sculptures are emphatic in their sheer, physical
presence and at the same time oddly, mysteriously self-absorbed.
In their various states, as small studies, large plaster-over-wire-mesh
versions, or bronze castings, they are sensuously monumental yet
remain ambiguous, awkward and even hermetic. These massive piles
seem to exist as much for themselves as for a human viewer. Tucker's
mystery is not that of the ethereal but of the primordial.
Walking around each work you get an illogical diversity of readings,
none definitive, all pertaining to the body, as when a possible
torso is transfigured into a head or a foot. But the torso more
than any other reading is fundamental. Even when the image of a
face predominates, it does so as a corporeal force rather than as
an emblem of the mind. Instead of having stable identities Tucker's
sculptures seem to shift polymorphously. They do so, necessarily,
at the cost of a certain clarity. If contours are provisional, the
sense of their pushing out from a generating center is palpable.
In certain works a singular reading predominates. At over 10 feet
high, the runner's foot of Messenger (seen at McKee in plaster and
as a drawing at the New York Studio School) is emblematic and unmistakable.
Up close, however, it could be an overhanging white cliff or a breaking
wave.
Because of their contrasting surfaces and colors, the assembled
works at McKee--plaster (Messenger), bronze with a putty-colored
patina (Emperor) or a basalt-and-lichen effect (Victory II)--show
Tucker to be something of a naturalist in the tradition of Henry
Moore, even though Moore was, for Tucker's generation, the father
figure to be overthrown.
Curiously, the rough chiaroscuro and single viewpoint of Tucker's
drawings, done after rather than as studies for the sculptures and
shown at the New York Studio School last spring, convey sculptural
mass with greater legibility than their three-dimensional models.
By singling out a particular vantage point, the drawings.
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