It’s been some time since we’ve spoken about Made In L.A., *the* Summer art show in Los Angeles (and one that really does speak to the crazy talent we have in this city). There are many post-show things to write about, one of them being the really, really excellent exhibition catalogue. Serving as both a means to contextualize and sort of artsy yearbook, the book condenses and expands the idea of the exhibition into some well designed pages.
LA Confidential did a great little series of interviews with some of the artists in Made In L.A. 2014. They’re so great!
This is great: Made In L.A. got a really sweet shout out in T Magazine. We’re on the map!
A big question on all art people in Los Angeles (and beyond): who will win prizes in Made In L.A. 2014? It’s an interesting question, one that we are dying to know the answer to. But! We won’t know until the end of the Summer, which is a long time to wait. The question is particularly exciting considering the show was really great. It was a near all around hit for the institution and there are many, many artists who could steal prizes (especially since there are *three* chances to win this year). Not necessarily to sway any votes but to share who our favorites are, here are our five favorite artists from the show that we still can’t decide who will win our vote for the Public Recognition prize.
The Hammer feels like a giant collage right now. There are rooms where framed artworks form a tight grid while actual collages scale walls, enveloping the viewer. Pieces move from one to another in movements that overlap both seamlessly and with those seams out in the open. There’s a feeling of excitement and curiosity as a result.
This is Made In L.A. 2014, a much more sophisticated and well executed local biennial compared to the 2012 mammoth of a show. Everything about the 2014 incarnation feels like an educated effort. There are clear acknowledgements of the show’s already long history and it is made clear to audiences why and how these artists should be exhibited. Rarely does a show feel like a moving catalogue, functioning as it’s own documentary while existing in the present—but Made In L.A. 2014 feels this way.