Jared Buckhiester

Refusing to Shake

May 10 - June 16, 2019

Opening Reception : May 10, 2019 6-8 pm

Jared Buckhiester, A Quantitative Sequence of Compensations, 2015monoprint, ink, and watercolor on paper18.5 x 15 inches, 46.88 x 38.10 cm
Jared Buckhiester, Rounded Like Nature, 2015monoprint, ink and watercolor on paper20 x 16 inches, 50.80 x 40.64 cm
Jared Buckhiester, What's Gone With That Boy I Wonder, 2017glazed stoneware, wood and brass25 x 8 x 2 inches, 63.50 x 20.32 x 5.08 cm
Jared Buckhiester, What's Gone With That Boy I Wonder, 2017glazed stoneware, wood and brass25 x 8 x 2 inches, 63.50 x 20.32 x 5.08 cm
Jared Buckhiester, Ostensibly Avoiding a Fruitless Hold, 2015monoprint, ink and watercolor on paper22.375 x 18.5 inches, 56.83 x 46.99 cm
Jared Buckhiester, All Signs Must Be Excessively Clear, 2015monoprint, ink and watercolor on paper20.25 x 16 inches, 50.80 x 40.64 cm
Jared Buckhiester, Urinal (Private First Class), 2016glazed stoneware14 x 17 x 13.5 inches, 35.56 x 43.18 x 34.39 cm
Jared Buckhiester, Choke Slam, 2015monoprint, ink and watercolor on paper15 x 12 inches, 38.10 x 30.48 cm
Jared Buckhiester, Top Rope Leg Drop, 2015monoprint, ink and watercolor on paper18.5 x 12 inches, 38.10 x 30.48 cm
Jared Buckhiester, Urinal (End), 2016glazed stoneware17 x 10 x 11 inches, 43.18 x 43.18 x 34.29 cm
Jared Buckhiester, Leaving Nothing In The Shade, 2015monoprint, ink and watercolor on paper15 x 12 inches, 38.10 x 30.48 cm

Press Release

Klaus Gallery is pleased to present Refusing to Shake, an exhibition of monoprints and ceramics by Jared Buckhiester. In his first solo exhibition with the gallery, Buckhiester takes a more objective and fragmentary approach to his previously narrative representations of weary American masculinity.

 

Seven monoprints, each depicting a wrestling hold, are individually named after phrases drawn from Roland Barthes’ influential 1957 essay “The World of Wrestling.” In these pieces, Buckhiester begins with a found photograph whose outlines he transfers to a copper plate. Working with topographical precision, he then contours his figures’ details by eye and prints the resulting image. Watercolor bathing suits and snippets of Conan the Barbarian comics are affixed to the still-wet paper in a second pass, along with delicate pools of bloody watercolor.  Echoes of printed battlefields past, from Goya to Dix, ring through the equivocal optics of male desire.

 

Barthes’ close reading of matches reinterpreted the apparent rough-and-tumble of professional wrestling as a refined sign system. Similarly, Buckhiester’s addition of vintage collage elements to his lushly rendered gladiatorial figures breaks his pictures’ representational continuity, highlighting the subjects’ grounding in a world of colonialist propaganda and sublimated eroticism. However, there is an about face here, or maybe a double take. The works are not only late-breaking ideology critique; they are also reflections on the tenacious erotic hold of images about which we know better. For some gay men reared pre-Internet, like Buckhiester, images of men engaged in actual or performed violence become vessels of powerful feeling, potent and unshaken despite later “reeducation.” The artist writes: “The prints are a flaying of codes, revealing bone.”

Presented alongside the wrestling monoprints, Buckhiester’s ceramic sculptures also render, fragmentarily, figures of violence. Titled Urinal End and Urinal Private First Class, two figurative vessels – hybridizing Moche ceramics and truckers’ longhaul piss pots – don sculpted helmets, shoulder pads, and jockstraps. Their kneeling postures and submissive receptivity suggest that violence and waste are persistent, trans-historical forces. Buckhiester describes their energy as “both transgression and atonement.” Again, these epic themes are refracted through the medium of a very specific erotic fetishism, rendered just so. After the title of the exhibition’s third sculpture – a large bisqueware jackknife – one might ask of these brutally fragile works: what’s gone with that boy I wonder…