Andy Howell Art Show

I WISH I WAS HERE

new paintings, sculptures and installation by ANDY HOWELL

MARCH 3 – MARCH 28, 2007

opening reception: Saturday March 3rd, 6-10pm

the artist will be signing copies of his book “Art, Skateboarding and Life” from 6-7pm

THE LAB101 GALLERY 8530-B Washington Blvd. Culver City, CA 90232

310 558 0911

thelab101.com

gallery hrs. tue-fri 11am-6.30pm sat 12.30- 4.30pm

Andy Howell: I Wish I Was Here

A history of the cultural dichotomy between abstract organic and synthetic geometry in the lost social tribes of tomorrow

The goal is to show the currently existing tribes through the paintings and how they regress over time from organic abstraction to synthetic geometry, in their cultural understanding, social interaction, and self image. Basically we continue to evolve through a definitive series of regressive steps. We started as beautifully ornate organic abstractions filled with creativity and complexity, expressed though organically changing creative mood patterns. Our direction was unified, and we were all moving foward and working together as part of a whole being. Through religion, social institutions (like gangs, Hollywood, and business school), and technology we gave ourselves the illusion of progression through complexity. We added dimension to our personalities, we multitasked ourselves into splintered version 9.0, and our actual depth decreased. We could do more, but we continued to dilute our quality in order to produce more content. Thus the multiplicity of each person, his possible yield from a purely marketable product perspective, increased exponentially, while the value of each dimension of us as individuals decreased. We became complex configurations of one dimensional shards of personality, beautifully decorated monotone shells of our former selves. Empty input producing massive throughput without any significant output. We positioned ourselves on a grid of predictibility, in order that there be no new topics of conversation, just pre-processed blocks of jibberish that could easily be regurgitated in between meetings. ‘How are you?’ became an empty redundancy that could only be answered with the exact same phrase in same tone of voice. There was no answer, no exchange of feeling, just verbal filler that gave the illusion of interaction. And over time that emptiness became enough for us, and the meaningful content in our lives was provided by media. The grid of this new plastic society locked each one in, and our media addiction allowed us to medicate on others’ dreams and tragedies, while we let go of our ability to share our own emotions. Our connectedness was replaced by connectivity, we cleared our hard disks to make room for RAM, disconnected from the network, and we became known as ‘The Lost Social Tribes of Tomorrow.’