Eve Fowler’s exhibition at Mier Gallery The Difference is Spreading, reflects an intense, five-year-long engagement with the words of Gertrude Stein. For Fowler, this engagement is at once syntactical, visual, haptic, lingual—each form of perception sliding over and upon each other, privileging none. Her work with the texts remains in some intrinsic way true to her photographic practice, one in which she singles out elements of Stein’s word-world for us to look at, to take into the mouth, to feel.


Eve Fowler at Mier Gallery The Difference is Spreading, 2015, installation view.

There is intimacy here and overlap. We move through her to move through Stein to move through her, moving through and with ourselves all the while. Boundaries shift, flow. We are intertexted, entangled, touching upon, between. Across a distance of nearly a century, Fowler’s work literally commingles with Stein’s: gets close to it, pulls strands out, knits phrases back in, asks us to be near it, to think toward it. In this way, Fowler’s new work indexes queer temporality, embodying the way in which a 100 years becomes no distance at all when one queer body writes itself to another: receiving, returning, a forever pleasure that has closeness at its core. This is difference and it is spreading, Fowler seems to say—or Stein, and Stein—an exercise in unfolding and in pleasure. You can please me. And so she we I do.

Artillery—Litia Perta, May 2015



SoCal – a thriving culture center

Southern California art has a lot to offer and we’re a thriving culture center. Just look at our top-notch art schools and art stars. Our museums —  with the Getty Center being the richest museum in the world — our galleries, and our collectors, and … did I just say “our collectors”? I guess I got carried away a bit. Unfortunately, this is where Los Angeles fails to live up to its potential. The Los Angeles art world is known for kvetching about the dearth of collectors. The old saw about LA collectors going to New York to buy art still hums in the background, but rumor is that this annoying sound is fading. And that would be good news for everyone involved.

If it’s true that LA’s wealthy are starting to buy art, right here, in this city, then that would explain why three prominent art fairs are setting up camp in October. Two are from New York (Platform and PULSE), and the third is LA’s foremost, artLA. This is a mark that Los Angeles has become an art-world destination (read more from Gordy Grundy on page 46).

I hear, however, that a lot of Los Angeles dealers pooh-pooh the art fairs coming here. How can that be? I can see some logic for the galleries; for instance, the no-brainer: Why would we rent a booth to show our art when our art is already here? That does seem like a rational way to look at things. But, then why do all the blue-chip New York galleries line up to be in the New York art fairs?

Plain and simple, folks. Los Angeles has a low self-esteem problem. LA doesn’t think it’s good enough. Obviously New York thinks we are. Artists from all over the world flock here to go to school, and then they stay for the sunshine. Over half of our museum directors are from New York. For a town that is so unsure of itself, those facts alone could reassure any naysayer.