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Bruce Tapola,
Clea Felien and Francis Gomila @ Franklin Art Works
by Valerie Valentine
Once again, Franklin Art Works manages to suck me into its gracious
space. The renovated theater always contains a proper dosage of
quality art. FAW Director Tim Peterson possesses magnificent tastes,
not to mention some handy international connections that make for
intriguing exhibitions. The latest
mix features two local painters, and a British film artist.
Painters Bruce Tapola and Clea Felien have been around the block
a few times.
Felien’s diverse education at MCAD and the Atelier distinguishes
her as an artist with an unusual background in both contemporary
art and classical realism. A broken wrist would not inhibit her
creativity; the right-arm dominant painter taught herself to draw
with her left hand, an experiment that has generated a signature
style.
Felien’s portraits caricature family, friends and creatures.
Whimsy of animal imaginings contrasts with somberness of a self-portrait,
taken from a high-school yearbook photo. The girlish hairstyle and
shy smile belie an inner wound, visible through thick, drab oils
blotched around the eyes and nose. Use of the less-dexterous left
hand awakens childlike, innocent associations, which also convey
a raw honesty. Certainly, there is no prettifying of the subjects;
each is exaggerated in expression and form.
Tapola’s new works come out large and flat as can be. An enormous,
sunny canvas called “The Nice Day” shows an iconic rainbow,
and a snail with no shell. It’s like a little girl’s
bedroom mural from the ’70s (creepy snail notwithstanding).
A gigantic maw of black looms in the aptly titled, “Le Hole,”
creating a vast emptiness. The most resonant piece of the lot is
“The Good Listener,” where an anxious-looking young
man presses his ear to a door. For me it evoked an immediate emotional
response, of knowing too many secrets too soon. The rest of the
new paintings might be about pop imagery, commercialism, or disintegration
of art in a digital world … it’s hard to say. Tapola
is leaving it up to the viewer to fill in the blanks.
Francis Gomila’s video projection, however, really hooked
me. This work appeals to all our juiciest voyeuristic tendencies.
By placing a video camera on a rotating turntable in the center
of a room, the artist captures living spaces of the Oxmoor estate
in Huntingdon, England. In each one and a half minute rotation,
the occupant is filmed within his or her personal space. With a
slow pan of the camera, we can see walls, close-ups of doorknobs
and shelves, the shot works like an extended stilllife, paradoxical
in its movement. By filming bedrooms, blankets, walls, and personal
knickknacks, Gomila curates a fascinating museum of private citizens.
This documentary exercise acknowledges real, ordinary people as
worthy of artistic representation. The strangeness rivets interest
and holds the viewer oddly mesmerized.
The exhibit continues through Mar. 27. Call for hours. Franklin
Art Works, 1021 E. Franklin Ave., Mpls. 612-872-7494.
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