Art Review
A Calculus With Chalk, Stones and Walnuts
‘Mel Bochner: Proposition and Process’ at Peter Freeman
Peter Freeman, Inc.
Mel Bochner’s “Five by Four” (1972), of stones and chalk, from his “Theory of Sculpture” series. 
By ROBERTA SMITH
Published: May 23, 2013
The excellent exhibition of Mel Bochner’s
 mind-bending, defiantly modest early Conceptual sculptures is a 
post-Minimalist time capsule at Peter Freeman. It provides a startlingly
 real sense of the attitude and physical ethos of SoHo’s experimental, 
artist-generated beginnings in the late 1960s and early ’70s while 
showcasing some of the most singular art that the era produced.        
“Mel Bochner: Proposition and Process: A Theory of Sculpture 
(1968-1973)” brings together 18 works from his “Theory of Sculpture” 
series, produced toward the beginning of his career — more of these of 
these quirky, questioning pieces than have ever been exhibited at once. 
It’s a museum-caliber show, but few museums could muster this setting: a
 looming storefront space — complete with scarred wood floor — that 
gives us a glimpse of old SoHo in the midst of new SoHo’s retail 
madness.        
The pieces here show Mr. Bochner charting a course beyond the costly 
heavy metals of Minimalism with elegant thought puzzles that often 
involve small, negligible objects like white stones or walnuts arrayed 
on the floor and annotated in white chalk with words, numbers, lines and
 circles. They are appealing and subversive in their slightness and 
cease to exist when not on display. When they are, they present the 
rudiments of sculpture — materials, space and thought (language) — in a 
fluid balance. At Freeman the works are spread out on the floor as on a 
vast, rough-hewed blackboard. Moving among them, figuring out one and 
then the other, you can experience an easy circularity of mind, eye and 
body.        
By the time Mr. Bochner began his “Theory of Sculpture” series, he had 
spent three years complicating Minimalism’s repeating volumes — most 
prominent in the boxes of Donald Judd and the three-dimensional grids of
 Sol LeWitt — in a series of brilliant, often confounding photographs of
 stacks of small wood blocks. These works epitomized the 
dematerialization of the art object, a goal that gripped so many artists
 at that time. But with his “Theory of Sculpture” series, Mr. Bochner 
turned toward something more tangible.        
By extraordinary and useful coincidence, this exhibition overlaps with a
 show of early sculptures by Richard Serra from the same period at David
 Zwirner in Chelsea. The two shows represent divergent reactions to 
Minimalism: Mr. Serra disassembled and destabilized the Minimalist box, 
wielding individual planes of lead and then steel that have only 
increased in size and weight as he has developed. Mostly hugging the 
floor (like Carl Andre), Mr. Bochner opted for a kind of shrinkage, 
jettisoning scale and any material except his banal, often hand-size, 
ready-mades. He also rejected Minimalism’s obscurity and aloofness. He 
wanted his measurements of space to speak, or count for themselves out 
loud.        
Sometimes he narrowed his materials down to pen and masking tape on the 
wall, as in the initially confusing “Continuous/Dis/Continuous” (1972), a
 single ribbon of tape applied to a long wall at about eye level. It is 
covered with numbers written alternately in red and black marker. Well, 
not quite. But to not spoil the experience, let’s just say that the 
lines of numbers run in opposite directions according to color; that 
spatially their progress is a matter of over and under, almost a kind of
 weaving; and that figuring this out can be thrilling.        
Occasionally potted plants
 were pressed into service, as in “Measurement Plants” (1969), one of 
the show’s few works to have any real size or bulk. It consists of three
 potted plants set before a wall marked off in feet, vertically and 
horizontally. Clearly intended to measure the plants’ growth, these 
marks also give the piece the look of a police lineup for botanical 
suspects.        
Most works here measure little tracts of space by counting to five in 
various ways, giving numbers — so real in the mind — a physical reality 
of stone, glass or walnut, plus chalk. For example “Five by Four” takes 
four groups of five stones and arranges each within chalk circles in all
 the possible combinations, both spatial and numerical, and circles them
 again for emphasis. In the first, the stones are all in one circle; in 
the last each is alone in its own circle. That the stones start to 
suggest different interpersonal relationships is perhaps an inevitable 
but resonant byproduct.        
In “Hinge,” two rows of five stones each form a 90-degree angle, sharing
 what you might call the corner stone and the number 1. The numbers 
proceed along one row aligned with the stones and along the other 
aligned with the gaps between them, diagraming sculpture as a series of 
solids and voids.        
“Prepositional Sculpture” uses four four-by-fours and black vinyl type 
to demonstrate four sculptural positions (beside, between, over and 
under). And “To Count: Transitive” creates an elegant hieroglyphic 
semaphore of numbers using burned matchsticks, starting with a single 
match for one and proceeding to five versions of five, each made with 
five matchsticks. Mr. Bochner considered the Masonite-topped folding 
table on which the matches are arranged a way of reintroducing 
sculpture’s base, which Minimalism had eliminated.        
The table as base and the use of humble materials figure often in 
current art; examples include the table sculptures of Uri Aran and the 
found-detritus pieces of B. Wurtz. As for Mr. Bochner, he soon 
transferred the geometric shapes that emerge in some of these pieces — 
the triangles, squares and pentagons standing in for threes, fours and 
fives — to paper, the wall and eventually canvas. With time he developed
 his brightly colored word paintings, returning to the seductive, 
talkative accessibility he achieved starting out in SoHo.        
Many of the most admired first-generation Post Minimalists and 
Conceptualists have deviated little from strategies devised early in 
their careers. The restless exploratory unfolding of Mr. Bochner’s art 
is an important exception. Its ins and outs and leaps and continuities 
are still not fully appreciated.        
 
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