Childhood is a time of joy and of terror, and even as adults we hardly fathom the forces that shaped us. Some seek answers in therapy; Rebecca Campbell tackles the questions through art. Her new solo show at L.A. Louver, "Poltergeist," flexes multiple talents -- painting, for which she is known, on nine large canvases; then there's sculpture and installation and a short film. Every object tells a story related to her childhood in Utah, but she points out that those experiences have blended into other things that have happened since. On a professional level, she references formalist concerns about the history of modern art; on a personal level, the tuggings of nostalgia, parenthood and mortality. "I use the personal metaphor as foundation for a larger conversation," she says.
The exhibition invites the visitor in through an entrance made up of the double doors from her parents' home. They're flanked by palette-knife painted bricks and topped by a sign saying "Poltergeist." Inside, the gallery has become a haunted domain -- a gnarly full-sized tree covered in black velvet and dotted with glass birds filled with bright blue liquid; a Cubist kitchen table and chair set, with a "window" looking out to cornfields rushing by; and a wall-mounted oven with a clock that runs backward and is stuffed with books.
Wearing a paint-stained warm-up jacket and her red hair in a ponytail, Campbell is intensely focused, whether painting the rubber bangles on one girl's wrist while a third assistant uses the drill or sitting down to talk about her work as her son toddles in the background.
Eight years ago, she had the distinction of being signed on by Peter Goulds, director of L.A. Louver, shortly after she got her MFA from UCLA -- thus joining one of the city's most prestigious art galleries. It's been four years since her last solo show there, and in between she had her first child and bought a house with her husband. With a slow smile, she credits pregnancy with triggering this avalanche of creativity. "I had an explosion of ideas. It was hallucinatory," she says. The resulting work wrestles with both the strange beauty and the disquieting demons of growing up, and in doing so, she proves that you can go home again -- only what you find there may surprise you.
There's a certain cohesiveness about this group of work. Could you speak to that?
I've been very interested in the concepts of memory and of nostalgia. I'm also interested in Roland Barthes' concept of punctum, the thing in a work of art that makes it transcendent or flips your consciousness. I find that the thing in a work of art that grabs you is often the thing that's the most elusive.
I was thinking about all this, sitting on a porch one summer, and I had a moment of nostalgia. The smell, the feeling of the heat on my skin. . . . It took me back to a time in my childhood, and that moment led into many other moments. I realized that time is nonlinear -- I was 37, and I was 5, and I was 16, and the most interesting part is that I was also 57 and 87. I could already anticipate the things I would lose. I really feel that nostalgia is a way that humans have developed to deal with death. I looked up the origin of the word -- the Greek root is "to return," and it's related to the Old English "to survive." It's this urge to find a wholeness or meaning.
The title of the show is "Poltergeist." I'm under the impression that a poltergeist is domestic, it's in someone's home, and also, it's disruptive.
It's not necessarily evil, or harmful; it's just a spirit that's restless. [For the show] I made it very literal and wanted to go back to the ghosts. I literally set up my parents' front doors to go back home. You'll walk in and see the tree.
Where did you find this tree?
The tree I found walking my dog, about six blocks from my house after spending months and months looking for a tree. It had to be dead in order for the wood to be properly cured, it couldn't be diseased, and it had to be beautiful. It's an avocado tree. I was walking along with the dog and said, "That's the tree!"
The bluebird can be a symbol of wishes and dreams. Does it have that connotation for you?
It definitely does. This comes from what I saw when I was driving home to Utah once -- I drove through a stand of burned streets. They were standing in the sparkly snow. It brought to me the drama and the feeling of Sargent's painting "Madame X." Then somehow the birds came into it. . . . And I love the color: They're filled with Windex.
Let's talk about the kitchen installation. One element is the table; you have it pitched and cut into the wall. The chairs are lopsided; one is spliced into the table. There's a metal cake on the table. It's all a little disorienting.
I'm interested in Cubism; it presented multiple spatial perspectives. What I'm interested in is presenting multiple perspectives in time, a nonlinear time, and I wanted to reference that formally. The surfaces are not solid. Things merge into each other. Things are not as you think.
On the other side is this oven with books inside. It's a double-door wall oven in avocado green, and I'm going to paint a striped wallpaper around it. It's a reference to "Hansel and Gretel," also to my mother, and also to the burning of books, the destruction of culture.
Were these books you've read yourself?
Many are books I read as an adolescent. You get "Madame Bovary" by Flaubert, you get "Lord of the Rings" by Tolkien. My mother insisted I be able to read and not be edited -- and that was a very dangerous thing and a wonderful thing. Some of the more conservative Mormon families were taking their kids out of advanced classes because of this particular reading list they had. My mother quietly but insistently said, "No, she's smart enough to get into a gifted class, and she will stay in."
Before this, most of the works I've seen of yours were paintings, and suddenly, you've gone in a major way into installation and sculpture. How did that happen?
For me it's not totally new. When I went to graduate school, I applied with a portfolio of performance and sculpture and painting. I have always loved all of them. I'm sort of a contrarian. At UCLA people were allergic to painting, especially figurative painting, so I was like, "Perfect!" Once I got away from school, it wasn't so important, people's reactions. One day Peter was looking at some of my early ideas, and he said, "Why don't you do it?" And I said, "Why don't we?"
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