New assignment! Last Thursday, we took a trip to the Walker. Our jobs were to find a piece we either strongly liked or strongly disliked and interpret it.
Here is what I found.
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Frank Gehry - Standing Glass Fish, 1986
Made of wood, glass, steel, silicone, plexiglass, and rubber

"In Toronto, when I was very young, my grandmother and I used to go to Kensington, a Jewish market, on Thursday morning. She would buy a carp for gefilte fish. She'd put it in the bathtub and this big black carp - two or three feet long - would swim around and I would play with it. I would watch it turn and twist . . . and then she'd kill it and make gefilte fish and that was always sad and awful and ugly."
Fish have been a recurring motif in Gehry's work. He was first inspired by them when his grandmother would bring them home Thursday morning and put them in the bathtub. One can often find resemblences of them in his furniture and architectural designs and drawings.
Gehry is more well known for his stunning and innovational architectural pieces like the Walt Disney Concert Hall and the Guggenheim Bilbao than he is for his sculptural pieces like the Standing Glass Fish. Google Gehry's name and I personally guarantee you that you will find much, much more about his architectural work than his sculptural work or drawings. However, I find that this one sculptural work is more impressive than any of the buildings he has created. Perhaps this is because I haven't seen them in person, but even having never seen the fish in person, it would still rank higher than the Walt Disney Concert Hall. Why? Because the fish is real.
When I think Walker, I think of rooms and rooms of art that don't make sense. Paintings that are just color and shape. Sculptures that look as though a lump of clay or melted plastic or random objects from the kitchen junk drawer were just placed on a stand and labeled with a fancy title or the ever mysterious 'Untitled'. Things that don't make sense unless you know the context of them - when they were made, who made them, what the artist was thinking/feeling/doing when they made them. But this fish . . . The fish is a fish. There's no hidden key to unlocking its secrets. You don't have to do research to figure out its meaning. It tells you what it is the moment you see it and if you want to know more, it's right there for you on that handy little plaque in front of the sitting pool.
I feel like the fact that you can see the underlying structure of the sculpture relates to the ugliness of the story that he told about his grandmother killing the fish. In a lot of sculptures, you don't see the inside structure that gives it its form or keeps it all together. Yet, even while you see the 'ugliness' of the sculpture, the glass scales and fins of the fish reflect the beauty that Gehry was, and still is inspired by. The pool that this fish comes out of can also be a respresentation of the bathtub that the fish once swam in. However, since the water appears to be black, the pool doesn't reflect the happiness of seeing that fish swim, but rather the sadness and awfulness of seeing it killed and made into something like gefilte fish.
While, to me, the fish is just a fish, to Gehry, this is a memory of the moments he spent watching the carp swim around in his bathtub.
So. After not being able to walk past the french fries, trapped in a world of confusing art pieces after confusing art pieces, I found refuge in this fish. Thank you, Frank Gehry, thank you so very, very much.
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