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Cindy Sherman's photographs are unusual for several reasons. The
first, and most important point, is that the subject of the photograph
(at least through 1996) is always Sherman herself, disguised in
various costumes and surrounded by different props and settings.
But other aspects of her working method are equally interesting.
In spite of Sherman's avowed interest in B-movie personas, and fashion-model
types, her self-created fantasy women do not conform to any easily
recognizable stereotype. She deliberately includes elements that
throw the viewer offsmeared lipstick, a spot of blood, shabby
thrift-shop apparel. Here, Sherman shows that she does not mean
her characters to be quickly classified, and also reveals her preference
for horrific effects. Other significant aspects of the photographs
are their heavy graininess, their extreme shadows, and their occasional
out-of-focus quality. Sherman is challenging slick, high fashion
techniques, rather than emulating them. She denies the fantasy its
glamour.
Sherman was born in Glen Ridge, New Jersey in 1954. She studied
art at the State University College at Buffalo, receiving a B.F.A.
in 1976. During her residency in Buffalo, after working in photography
for about two years, Sherman started cutting out paper dolls, trying
to create as many characters as she could. This led to an involvement
with transforming her own physical image and photographing the results,
in order to play out roles that had long fascinated and amused her.
"I decided to use the camera as a means for exploring my experience
as a woman." Sherman was one of the founding members of Hallwalls
Contemporary Arts Center in Buffalo during her residence there.
Joining with other famous Hallwalls members, such as Robert Longo,
and Charles Clough, Sherman began to exhibit widely in the early
eighties, quickly moving into the New York, and then the international
art scene. She has had solo shows at major museums and galleries
all over the world.
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CRITICAL EXCERPTS
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Jack Cowat, Curator The St. Louis Art Museum, 3/1/83
"Cindy Sherman's photographs operate in domains of performance and
theatrical behavior, B-movie stills, Hollywood film fan magazines,
urban street life and the reactionary nostalgia of the New Wave....Her
photographs exhibit both criticism and wonderment...Her large color
prints with heavy grain, curious tones, extreme shadows and oddly
emphasized details detour our conventional photographic notions...It
is as if Sherman does at times wonder what it would be like to be
a magazine model, but as she lives out the fantasy she denies it
the glamour....by appropriating known types, her disruption of bourgeois
conventions becomes all the more direct, obvious and effective....She
is neither a dispassionate avant-garde robot nor a cynical nihilist,
but an artist distinctly highlighting complex and high impact media
messages."
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Grace Glueck, NYTimes,
10/22/82
"By now the popular sources for Miss Sherman's imagery, the stereotyped
perceptions of women offered in advertising, fan magazines, high-fashion
journals, the movies, television and Andy Warhol's "Interview," are
so self-satirizing that we can read her photographs as parodies of
parodies...they make us disturbingly conscious of the shifting roles
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Interview with Noriko Futo, Art in America, 6/97
...NF: Someone told me that one day Longo said to you that if you
were going to spend so much time dressing up in front of a mirror,
you ought to take a photograph of yourself doing it. CS: That's
essentially what happened. But it wasn't as if I was obsessively
dressing up to go to dinner or something like that. I was dressing
up to become other characters. I would use makeup to try to turn
my face into someone else's face. I don't really know why I was
doing that. I don't think it was out of frustration or depression.
I don't think I didn't like who I was, or was trying to be somebody
else, It's more ... I was just curious. In my childhood, I used
to play dress-up using my mother's and my grandmother's clothes,
but even then, very often, I wasn't dressing up to be pretty, I'd
try to look like another person. There's a picture of my girlfriend
and me. We were walking around the block where I lived, both of
us dressed up like old ladies, just for fun. I would make myself
up like a monster, things like that, which seemed much more fun
than just looking like Barbie....
Even though I've never actively thought of my work as feminist
or as a political statement, certainly everything in it was drawn
from my observations as a woman in this culture. And a part of that
is a love-hate thing-being infatuated with make-up and glamour and
detesting it at the same time. It comes from trying to look like
a proper young lady or look as sexy or as beautiful as you can make
yourself, and also feeling like a prisoner of that structure. That's
certainly something I don't think men would relate to.
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Mary Ellen Haus, ARTnews, 10/87
"Cindy Sherman's latest pictures seem to have been disgorged whole
from her psyche, not composed in front of a camera. And these gruesome,
somewhat crude scenes of exhaustion and despair down at Metro pictures
seemed all the more urgent and cathartic...[compared to retrospective
at Whitney] While much of her new work failschildishly mimicking
cheap horror movies without adding enough irony to compensatesome
of it was surprisingly affecting...In big, luridly colored C-prints,
taken from sharply careening angles, we come upon Sherman's prostrate
form in the dirt, staring numbly at tufts of furred flesh spotted
with flies...And Sherman herself has become little more than an
accessoryas in both "to the whole" and "to a crime." More than
anything, these pictures seem to be about the inner female selfno
longer the manifestation of some external, usually male, vision.
After playing out the female role in all its media and popular myth
inspired guises, Sherman now explodes that mystique, in an apparent
fit of disgust, to give us only its unpleasant paraphanalia...the
latest pictures are so impulsive, so raw, that Sherman has finally
managed to remove her self-conscious self from themnot, as she
has thus farmerely disguise it."
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