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In this sculpture executed especially for the Castellani Art Museum,
Michael Zwack makes an explicit reference to his feelings about
the Vietnam War and war in general. In the sculpture, a man dressed
in combat gear seems to be disappearing into the ground. Zwack is
most well-known for his evocative landscapes and, more recently,
painterly photographs. All of his works are poetic comments on the
human condition, referring usually to that which has been lost,
or seems at risk of being lost.
Michael Zwack grew up in Buffalo and was one of the founding artistswith
Charles Clough, Robert Longo, Diane Bertolo, Cindy Sherman, Nancy
Dwyer, and othersof Hallwalls Contemporary Arts Center.
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CRITICAL EXCERPTS
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Holland Cotter, Art in America, 11/85
"Zwack's bloodlines go back to a Conceptualism which loaded images
with responsibilities they probably never knew they had...the one-shot
masterpiece mentality was radically devalued in favor of the serial
dialectic...the truest reading of his show is not individual piece
by piece, but as a kind of cumulative gestalt...an extended tone
poem, neo-Romantic in disposition, built on a few somber, agitated
postmodern chords...they all lock together in a transformative dialogue...Zwack's
world is in the grip of mortal weather...Zwack creates a victim-hero
hagiography. It is painting as enshrinement and once you've suspended
your incredulity, a very affecting conceit...Zwack's despairing
landscapes are reassuringly nihilistic terrain...lets conceptual
gravity and painterly grace spin out elegaically."
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Michael Zwack, Curt
Marcus Gallery, Thomas Solomon's Garage, 1993, essay by Rosetta Brooks
"His use of the photographic image though, is less explicit than
other artists of the same generation in that it functions in the work
like a muse, an invisible source of artistic inspiration, rather than
as the concrete presence of an appropriated readymade...Zwack's art
brings to mind the nature mysticism of early 19th century German romantic
art...His romanticism though, is closer to American wayfarer artists
and poets like Henry Thoreau, Albert Ryder, Walt Whitman and Jack
Kerouac...Yielding to darkness and eclipse, the landscape is reanimated
in its imaginary possibilities...For Albert Ryder, the process of
building up layers of linseed oil and varnish, helped restore depths
to the blacks in his work. Likewise, Zwack's painting method of rubbing,
wiping away and building up layers of paint seems, comparably, to
seek depth...Zwack's sculpture, "Wayfarer"a life-size, bronze walking
stick on which are carved symbols of all the languages of the world
becomes, in these terms, an instrument for naming and thus creating
the world...If he identifies with the figure of the wayfarer, it is
in recognition of the endangered images of the artist or poet whose
self-imposed exile to the wilderness is an attempt to restore to the
world the primordial act of creation...As subject and medium, landscape
and photography both seem fragile and endangered by an endarkening
source which threatens and surrounds them like the dark halo of death...Zwack's
tone of lamentation is by no means an expression of despair. His images
are oases of the imagination within a culture of disenchantment. They
constitute moments of resistance in the quiet dignity of the savage
forest, or in the face of a warrior or in the mystery of childhood.
They are moments of beauty and strangeness haloed by the dark aura
of death...It is untapped territory in which Zwack's enchanted, endarkening
visions seem like a prelude to regeneration: 'It's a realm of continuity:
if it's dark, it will soon be light; if it's eroding, it will soon
be reborn. The landscape is such a hopeful place.'-Michael Zwack"
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Michael Zwack, Curt Marcus Gallery, Galerie Thaddaeus Ropac
Salzburg, 1990, text (interview) by Douglas Blau
"I choose my images from the world. All I do is embellish them.
I don't want to give myself the power of ultimate creation. I'm
just a reporter. I'm just trying to bracket what it is that I believe
I understand...Anyone who enters a jungle has to find their own
way; they have to create their own paths, their own story lines,
and these will depend upon the nature of their participation...trying
to depict a landscape...That doesn't interest me. The photograph
does it so much better...Instead I provide an interpretation of
a psychological or emotional or spiritual state. I don't want to
limit myself to either the simplicity of gesture or the profundity
of manual dexterity and academic painterly skill. What I'm really
interested in is creating some kind of hybrid, some kind of alternative
being...I look at myself as being an active maker of archaeology.
I'm trying to illustrate that truth really lies in things that have
been deliberated with time...Maybe all this is done because I'm
trying to make things more than what they are. I guess that's my
own personal way of venerating the whole idea of human industry..."
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