altering time
On May 12, 2008,
I received a manuscript from the artist George Deem titled Hey Nurse I’m Worse, consisting of what he described as a
“painter’s book” of writings and images.
I had known George for many years, dating
back at least as early as the publication by Sun & Moon Press of his
companion-assistant, Ronald Vance, whose I
Went to Italy to Eat Chocolate I produced in a side-stapled volume in 1978,
the covers of which consisted of my hand-colored map of Italy. I also published
some of George’s work in an issue of Sun
& Moon: A Journal of Literature & Art.
I met both George and Ronald soon after
in their New York apartment, and then, over the years, lost direct touch with
them, although George continued to send me announcements of his art shows and
catalogues. What I recall most from that visit with George is their description
of having lost nearly everything in a fire in Italy, which had made them
realize their lack of need for possessions.
In 2001, I attended Mac Wellman’s
dance-drama, Antigone, where I was
seated next to a handsome, somewhat elderly man who looked strangely familiar.
During the intermission, we spoke, and he admitted that I too looked familiar.
It turned out to be George Deem.
Although I was enchanted by his new
manuscript—which began with selections from George’s various artists’ books,
one group titled “Three Painters’ Daybooks,” which ended with “Yankee Vermeer”
of 2007, depicting a scene from a Vermeer painting with a man dressed in a Yankee
baseball uniform attempting to peer through one of Vermeer’s draped windows—I
knew immediately that I would be unable to publish the work. Such a publication
needed a larger format than my small Green Integer volumes, and it would be
absolutely necessary to print the book’s many art reproductions in color,
unaffordable on my budget. Accordingly, I set the manuscript aside, planning to
write George a long letter expressing my admiration of the collection, but also
explaining why it was not a suitable title
for Green Integer.
As often occurs in a business centered
upon correspondence, a few weeks quickly turned into months. In early August, I
determined to catch up with back correspondence, but this time issues of my
health intervened. I was taken aback, therefore, to read in The New
York Times of George Deem’s death, at the age of 75, on August 11, 2008.
Accordingly, through his combinations of
art and literary figures and the questions his “recreations” evoked, Deem’s art
altered time and history, making us see what we thought we knew in entirely
different ways and from utterly different perspectives. Moreover, as Vance
commented on his friend: “[Deem] was interested in the dimension of time. He
wanted the viewer to experience not only the painting in front of him but also
the referenced works that came before.” And in that sense, Deem’s art was not
only concerned with altering past time, but in actively linking that past with
the present.
Los
Angeles, September 28, 2008
Reprinted from Green Integer Blog (September 2008).
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