Allen Jones Exhibits New Takes on the Female Form at Marlborough Fine Art
In Colour Matters” at Marlborough Fine Art, slick sinewy sculptures seamlessly meld line and form. In some works, Perspex heads flower out from curvaceous spray-painted timber blocks. Primary colors dull and glisten according to the material on which they are painted; transparent Perspex contrasts with solid, grounded timber. A series of heads turn the woman’s profile into Hatstand, Table, and Chair—and demonstrate a range of meditations on the female form. These new sculptures lack the mannequin-like realism seen in the ’60s, and instead Jones has homed in on ways to manipulate the female form, without losing it altogether; the artist’s use of color, volume, and line begins to overwhelm meaning.
Sharp, vaguely corporeal works like Blue Queen, Red Queen, and Blue Head (all 2015) welcome us into the show, their forms evoking women, but lacking any specific features. The abstraction of these forms is broken by A Model Model (2014–15), the figure of Kate Moss in polished stainless steel. Her dress appears to melt into the ground; her skin, in cast resin, looks like solid, golden-yellow satin. The work—in the way that much of
The tenacity and grace of the feminine is tackled in The Blue Gymnast (2014), a sculpture of a lithe woman captured mid-movement on a blue bench. The piece blurs conventional binaries: she appears young and androgynous, yet on the verge of womanhood; she is painted by hand and cast in fiberglass; she is between dance and sport; and between the ground and flight. The effect is one of an animated, fantastical vision, despite the sculpture’s lack of motion.
Jones’s works here seem to consider the ways that the female form has been portrayed in the history of European and American art. Throughout his career, the British artist has consistently taken up the female body in an aesthetic exploration of human materiality. In this context then, perhaps most intriguing is Jones’s newest piece, Let’s Dance (2014–15). Nearly unrecognizable in form, sheets of aluminum wind their way around themselves, fold through space, tease light, and, while abstract, remain stoic and reverent to structure.
—Himali Singh Soin
—Himali Singh Soin