Paul Calendrillo New York Gallery
547 W 27th St, Suite 600, New York
11 am - 6 pm
May 03-May 26
May 3rd, 5pm to 8pm
May 4th, 5pm to 9pm
Timothy Williams reminds us with his art how beauty can be created from discarded and distressed materials via a myriad of techniques in which aggression, if not violence, are the sine qua non to their materialization. Yet in taking, so to speak, the bull by the horns, Williams artworks are assertive and assured in their aggression, but one in which the re-contextualization of violence is self-empowering through artistic acts of creative destruction, or in the artists case, an aesthetics and poetics of destructive creativity.
- Raul Zamudio
Appetite For Destruction- On Timothy Williams’s Destructive Creativity.
Essay excerpt from upcoming Quiet Lunch Magazine September 2018 Issue.
Paul Calendrillo New York is pleased to present the inaugural NY solo exhibition of California artist, Timothy Williams.
Sunshine Deathmask features torched instruments and doors, bullet riddled surfboards, rusted welded spikes, chrome skulls crowning decomposing metal towers illuminated by blue light, and ocean videos projected on animal skeletons. Williams visceral, inventive and multi-layered works are a darkly alluring ride through So. Cal experiences of wildfires, gun violence, riots, slides, and rage against the falsity of Hollywood.
Images/Bio Timothy Williams
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New York to Route 66 to the West: A Pictorial History
May 31-Jun 29
May 31st 6pm to 8pm
Growing up in France, my first interest with the image world was looking through magazines that were hanging everywhere in our small flat, magazines like: L’Ecran, Cinemonde, Life and Vogue, and by watching the black and white TV with all the American movies. This is when I discovered the American west with John Ford movies filmed in Monument Valley and other places in Arizona, Utah and New Mexico. Everything looked so big. Also, the I loved the television series that made me travel to America, The Little House in the Prairie, Bonanza, Route 66, Wanted Dead or Alive and Daniel Boone.
Later on, I discovered still photography and very rapidly fell in love with this art. Photographers like, Henri Cartier-Bresson, Robert Capa, or Helmut Newton and the American, Walker Evans, Dorothea Lange or Annie Leibovitz made me want to become a photographer.
But my all-time inspirational photographers, whom I appreciate without trying to copy, are artists like Robert Doisneau , Ansel Adams, Edward S. Curtis.
American writer, John Steinbeck with The Grapes of Wrath, Jack London with his novels about the gold rush, describing the life of the people during the gold rush and James Albert Michener and his great books Alaska, Texas and The People and the Land also motivated me to travel all over the US.
New York, the Big, Apple, the city that never sleeps, with its high skyscrapers and its distinctive boroughs, is a great source of inspiration. While walking year round, no matter the season or weather, I always think of what I use to imagine about this “world symbol” before coming here for the first time. Being here I remembered back to my childhood in front of my French TV where I dreamt of taking pictures like Robert Doisneau who photographed Paris
Two thousand four hundered and eighty-eight miles of getting my kicks on Route 66 from Chicago to L.A. Going through eight states across America was certainly the best way to travel into the past. From prohibition in Chicago, the Dust Bowl in Oklahoma and during the Great Depression and the migration of farmers who traveled with all their goods to the promise land of California for a better life and to seek jobs, land, dignity, and a future, and along the Main Streets of America, I was able to live and enjoy beautiful historical buildings, diners and old rusty cars from the 1950’s and 1960’s. It was a journey that at times made me believed that I was living in another time.
The west is the immense. The great plains with their bison’s, the Mojavi Desert in California, the big National Park, the coast or the great Rockies Mountains are dream places for me--land that I discovered first with Ansel Adams and Edward S. Curtis, long before I came to America, like Monument Valley with the sound of the wind and the hot sun caressing my face, and the limitless view that can let one’s imagination travel and sometime make me wish that I could have been born here and lived a “western life”.
With my photograph’s, I try to reflect what I see, but also what I smell and feel. I hope people will see what I see, but as Ansel Adams said,: “There are always two people in every picture: the photographer and the viewer.”