Kathleen Henderson Drawings - Gallery Paule Anglim

Kathleen Henderson, "Head of Train.", 2011, Oil stick on paper, 27" x 22" 

Gallery Paule Anglim is pleased to announce an exhibition of new drawings by Kathleen Henderson.

The exhibition will feature recent oil stick works on paper that play within an orchestrated associative context. Implying a narrative voice recounting a story or point of view, the drawings describe thought processes that seem both absurdly personal and capable of weightier relevance. Henderson's method of drawing pays homage to the greater range of cartoon drawing, from the political satire to the comic book variety. Creating an experience more common in literature, she layers intimacy (psychology) with more profound themes (history.)

Kathleen Henderson is presenting other new work at Rosamund Felsen Gallery in Los Angeles May 26th - June 30th. The exhibition Notes on a Gathering Crowd, will feature a large group of new oil stick on paper drawings.

Kathleen Henderson lives and maintains her studio in Berkeley. She has a Bachelor of Fine Arts from Boston University and her MFA from Queens College, New York. In 2008 her solo exhibition "What if I could Draw a Bird That Could Change the World" was mounted at the Drawing Center in New York.

You may visit the gallery's web site for more information: www.gallerypauleanglim.com

Irresistible Empire June Show

Kathleen HendersonRosamund Felsen gallery

press release

Irresistible Empire

June 5, 2010 — July 3, 2010

Reception: Saturday June 5th, 5-7 pm

Through a finely developed compositional acuity and a singular, fully-loaded line quality, Henderson manages to re-focus frames of human folly culled from the everyday and the eternal. Her anonymous, yet achingly-familiar characters cavort and cringe, sometimes through complex, cluttered landscapes, but more often in a theatrical void. Personal and political scandal, current and ancient wars, battles horrific and banal, all blend with a background of children’s fairy tales and ancient myths. Religious doctrine and ritual swirl menacingly around exquisite and uncanny likenesses. With these new oil stick drawings, figures are finding themselves shadowed by stains and smudges, visually abstracted and isolated even as they, “ begin to function as a narrative element in themselves,” as Henderson herself suggests. Slashes of color offer what may be redemption, or futile repentance. A small group of sculptures seems to have sprung fully formed from this new set of drawings. Henderson’s use of paper pulp, tar and tinted wax present an organic extension of her gestural narratives. The ship is listing perilously and the oily waters are rising and there is room in the lifeboats for only the rats. Irresistible Empire Rosamund Felsen Gallery, Santa Monica june 5th- July 3rd OPP

Art review: Kathleen Henderson at Rosamund Felsen

By Leah Ollman, LA Times, June 25, 2010

Every show of Kathleen Henderson’s feels like a privileged glimpse into the artist’s dark diary. Or is it our culture’s diary? Or humankind’s in general? Henderson’s drawings are tough, brutal even, sometimes funny, almost always absurd. They are crude, raw, spare, ambiguous, and truer to life than the highest resolution photograph.

In her third show at Rosamund Felsen, Henderson fills the gallery with oil stick drawings and a small selection of tabletop sculptures fashioned of wax, paper, wire, paint and tar. There is much continuity between her new and earlier work, but also a bit of change — a firmer sense of place in some of the drawings, an expanded use of materials (more touches of color, and dilute tones complementing the linear forms, acting as off-register echoes or shadows). As ever, Henderson’s work has a searing immediacy. It seems simple — just a few characters, roughly outlined, on each sheet — but its implications and interpretations ripple outward indefinitely.

Verbal or visual threads tie some of the images to familiar events or subjects in the news. It’s hard to see any of Henderson’s hooded figures without recalling the disclosures about Abu Ghraib, and from there, thinking about torture in general, perpetrators, victims, anonymity and accountability. The phrase “Too Big to Fail” has become shorthand for any number of collapsible giants of industry. Henderson uses it to title a spot-on spoof of testosterone-driven hubris: a scene of four men in acrobatic balance, one standing on the ground and supporting the other three, perched on his thighs and shoulders. What stabilizes the whole? The central figure’s enormous penis, extending from his fly to the ground like the third leg of a tripod.

Phalluses make another appearance in the equally satirical “Small Celebrants and the Emergence of a New Poly-phallic God,” an image your imagination might be able to conjure, but only if you leave it open to both the outlandish and the mythic, for this new deity is not only multiply endowed in the region you’d expect but also shares a trait with Samson. His hair is an unusual source of strength. Yeah. Those aren’t dreadlocks.

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Kathleen Henderson’s exhibition of drawings and sculptures, titled “I Shew You a Mystery,” evokes the peculiarly American concoction of hope and fear, faith and desperation, that filled many nineteenth-century Christian revivalist meetings. Yet her spare, casual oil-stick drawings and lumpy, scatological sculptures are resolutely of the present, depicting a world still uncomfortable with itself: bellicose, juvenile, a bit confused, and often touchingly vulnerable. The drawings depict hooded figures (usually men) and cheeky satyrs in scenarios that are alternately ominous, tender, and darkly humorous. A man aims a rifle in front of a wooden shack; another is chained spread-eagle to a wheel. Other figures pray, hold hands, or waltz together awkwardly, and in one of the more bizarre examples, a dark-haired man helps a skinny hooded figure to direct his penis, which snakes out of his shorts like an umbilical cord, to the toilet. This mix of menace, comedy, and pathos is reminiscent of Philip Guston’s Klan paintings, but Henderson’s work is perhaps closer to the arch comic-book style of Raymond Pettibon, who shares her black sense of humor and eclectic, often outré subject matter.

Speaking of which, penises—both literal and symbolic—crop up throughout the show, signaling an irreverent fascination with the myths and pratfalls of manhood. This impression is reinforced by images of Pan, the horned Greek god, considered both a symbol of virility and a model for depictions of Satan. One paper-pulp-and-tar sculpture depicts Pan with a drooping phallus that isn’t nearly as long as his curling, rigid beard. This displacement of male potency undergirds the entire exhibition, revealing the misdirected masculinity at the heart of these chaotic, anxious times. The drawing Untitled (taping man), 2008, is a frighteningly succinct example: Two figures fasten a third to a board with strips of tape and hang him upside down. It’s a scene straight out of Jackass or, perhaps, Guantánamo Bay.