MoMa Sculpture Garden by Cat Bluemke
It's a little overwhelming in the SooLocal Gallery right now. Overlapping computerized voices jumble together over the sound of crashing waves, a flag hangs from the corner, screens flicker throughout. It’s staggering, but spend enough time in there and you can tune it out like a dull roar in the background. Kind of like the Internet.
There are a lot of things to think about when you walk around Post Physical: Visual Reactions to the Post-Internet Age. You can think about how most of the pieces involved could be easily replicated (literally: Justin Sehorn’s sculpture was 3-D printed. One copy or two?) You can think about how many of the works are also viewable on the Internet and whether the art is the same viewed in different contexts (and whether Mark Vomit’s gifs are art in the first place.) You can think about selfies while flipping through Caitlin Warner’s mirror-paged book, or digital manipulation as you figure out the garbled noise is a digital transmutation of James Joyce’s Ulysses by Katerina Fisher, or you might notice how only three or four works in this gallery feature the image of the human form at all.
With a title referring to the “post-internet age,” all those thoughts wouldn’t be out of place. But what I thought about, mostly, was Internet nostalgia. Images that resembled clipart and half-downloaded jpgs and flickering VCR screens that are gone now. When things weren’t quite as polished and iPods were fantastic and gifs weren’t yet ironic. That’s what I thought about. But the important thing is, you’re thinking about it, and looking about it, in person.