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What it is: Untitled (1973/75), Polaroid, by Robert Mapplethorpe; Where it is: Henry Art Gallery
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Robert Mapplethorpe shot Polaroids for only a few years, at the
start of his career. These little objects—four by five inches at
the largest, each an original—are the warmest and hottest things
he ever made. In this one, the subject is unknown; it may be the artist
himself. The position is both sacred and profane, a perfect Janus pose.
He's preparing for prayer and sex. His hips rise around the
implication of an invisible but completely open core. Everything we
could ever know about a life lived in photographs, and everything we
can never know, is all right here. ![]()
I didn't really see anything exceptional in the Mapplethorpe show at the Henry. I felt kind of deflated. The polaroids looked like snaps from someone's Cap Hill apartment.
I really enjoyed Eirik Johnson's show... his work was mostly bereft of people and yet showed so much more about the human condition than Mapplethorpe's portraits (?).




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