Howard Halle, longtime editor at TimeOut New York, has a review of “Younger Than Jesus” in this week’s issue. Perhaps due to lack of space, he discusses the show’s themes and what the exhibition represents in the art world more than the work of specific artists, and the points he makes are well worth thinking about.
There is the brutally reductive logic of the exhibit’s organizing principle: That no one is older than 33. If that makes “The Generational” seem a bit like Logan’s Run, that’s the point. It’s an admission that when people confuse innovation with youth, it’s not because of any factual symmetry, but because they want their emerging artists pink-cheeked and easy on the eyes. For a cattle call like this one, veal is preferable to beef.
Doubtless the show’s organizers—Lauren Cornell, Massimiliano Gioni and Laura Hoptman—would argue a more complicated point: The artists, by virtue of being born around 1980, share a sensibility uniquely shaped by the events and technologies they grew up with. That they may, but they also seem to have all read the same art-historical textbooks, for the works here, by and large, are much too indebted to the strategies of the past four decades. Still, if no one is thinking outside of the box, consider the cardboard: The exhibition begins with a timeline, kicking off in 1976, in which milestones the artists consider important are highlighted in black. Among these are the first NBA title the Chicago Bulls won with Michael Jordan, and the suicide of Kurt Cobain. With a history like that, the stakes, art-wise, aren’t bound to be very high.
To read the rest of Halle’s review, at the end of which he concedes that despite his reservations the show “crackles with … electricity,” click here. What do you think of these points? Does the art world too often “confuse innovation with youth”? Does the exhibition seem to have low stakes, art-wise? Voice your opinion by clicking the comment link below or dropping an e-mail to the address in the right-hand column.







