What can a sculpture exhibition do to illuminate an election year – especially one as strange as this? The Nasher Sculpture Center has opened a new show called ‘Run for President’ — it features large-scale photo murals of political figures combined with objects that intersect the worlds of Hollywood and the presidency. Local All Things Considered host Justin Martin sat down with Art & Seek’s Jerome Weeks to decipher what such a show could tell us about American politics. Or American celebrity. Our extended conversation:
Jerome, you wanted play a little music?
It’s gotta be a TV intro. It even reminds me of ‘American Gladiators,’ you know, that old game show where these musclemen clobbered each other with Nerf bats?
That’s not far off. It’s actually CNN’s election campaign theme this year. They compose a new fanfare for each presidential election. I wanted to play it because that mix of drummed-up conflict, TV entertainment and American politics is a perfect intro to the new exhibition at the Nasher Sculpture Center. It’s called ‘Run for President’ and it’s by Kathryn Andrews, who has specialized in a conceptual kind of pop culture art, using ‘ready-mades’ — carefully chosen objects, often movie props, re-contextualized, often simply separated from their cinematic surroundings so we can see them differently, coolly, ironically. Or they’re put in new contexts to expand their implications beyond the original film and its image associations.
So they’ve actually put together a sculpture show in time for the election?
Upon entering that gallery, one of the first of things you see is this huge news photo mural of Bozo the Clown in black and white. In 1984, Larry Harmon — the original Bozo – announced he was running for president.
Bozo for President. Really, Jerome?
Andrews: But as a character, he’s quite fascinating. He began the Bozo franchise to disseminate certain very positive ideas about children and families. And I think he had some pure motivations in terms of his running for the presidency, believing he could do better than all the other bozos. He said that verbatim. So though on the surface, it appears comedic –
Weeks: There’s a certain sweet idealism?
Andrews: Yes, or so I was told — by someone who’s still at the Larry Harmon enterprise.
So two takeaways here. First, Andrews’ show isn’t really a critique of the current campaign, though you can certainly find echoes. Instead, her narrow focus is the sometimes bizarre intersection of Hollywood celebrities with the presidency, the public place where these two image markets meet. No surprise: Andrews lives in Los Angeles.
One of the other murals, for instance, shows that photo-op, press-conference moment in 1983 when Nancy Reagan sat on Mr. T’s lap because they were both promoting their own anti-drug programs. It was a surreal display, albeit a brief and almost comprehensible one compared to, say, a TV gameshow host and occasionally bankrupt casino magnate taking over a major political party.
The second takeaway is that museumgoers should definitely read the label cards here.
But the irony of that clutch, Andrews makes clear, is that Davis’ first starring role came when he was seven years old and played the title character in the highly racist 1933 movie, ‘Rufus Jones for President,’ in which a young black child is elected president. Some 50 years later, Davis, thanks to his relationship with Nixon, became the first African-American who, as a presidential guest, spent the night in the White House (black servants, of course, had been spending the night there for decades). The whole Davis narrative makes that news image toggle back and forth between bitter absurdity and poignancy.
Easily the most impressive photo mural, though, is a 360-degree diorama of President Reagan’s Oval Office (top image). Standing in the middle of the space is a tall, shiny metal column. And about head-high, there’s a dark hole, like a portal. And if you peer into it long enough to let your eyes adjust you’ll see the actual gun Mel Gibson used in the movie ‘Lethal Weapon,’ which came out during the Reagan presidency.
What is she trying to say with that?
Andrews: I was quite interested in that the president holds the ultimate power with the ability to press the button on nuclear weapons. But at the same time, the president exists in a situation of great risk.
And then there’s the fact that Ronald Reagan actually was shot by David Hinkley. And Hinkley was obsessed with Jodie Foster, the Hollywood star.
Odd side note: This simulated Oval Office at the Nasher, plus the life-size mock-up at the Bush Presidential Library, means Dallas may be the only city in the world currently with two fake Oval Office attractions. You may boast about it to your friends.
At any rate, there are other Hollywood props included among these objects, some more foregrounded than others. There’s a series of 19th-century campaign images, for instance, enlarged and boldly colored but also given frames that one might overlook. Inside them are strips from actual movie costumes — like Jack Nicholson’s The Joker from ‘Batman.’ Frankly, I’m not sure what to make of these assemblages, except that the movie costumes come from heroic or even superheroic thrillers (‘The Matrix’) — ergo, they match the puffed-up candidate’s image. Except that some of the posters are negative campaign ads. One sometimes gets the impression of a movie fan’s collectables simply gathered into red-white-and-blue conceptual art.
So there’s a lot to chew on here. What do you make of all this?
The show definitely has a visual impact in its big installations — Bozo, the Oval Office — but these make the others seem like after-thoughts. And perhaps deliberately so. They’re small and deflationary. One item features actual deflated balloons — the convention’s over, go home — another is a pile of ‘gift box’ props that have been rented and featured in many films. It’s still cheaper to rent these than to have new ones constructed.
I’m not sure ‘Run for President’ coheres around anything much beyond such knowledge — that up close, the gift boxes are a little shabby, a little battered. And, of course, they’re all empty. Neither of the two basic notions that undergird ‘Run for President’ — celebrity status is power, and politicians are highly mediated and constructed images which we enjoy more than their reality or their policies — neither of these is particularly revelatory. They’ve been the stuff of media and political punditry since at least Joe McGinnis’ landmark 1968 book, ‘The Selling of the President‘ — although embodied here, they certainly look iconic and impressive and empty.
One can practically hear a voiceover for the exhibition, sounding like a ’40s tough-guy narrator like Walter Winchell or perhaps a variation on the closer from ‘Chinatown’: Hollywood or D.C. — it’s all just Tinseltown, I tell ya.