David Wojnarowicz: Flesh of My Flesh (Review)

 David Wojnarowicz,  When I Put My Hands on Your Body , 1990, silver print with silkscreened text, 34 x 46 inches

David Wojnarowicz, When I Put My Hands on Your Body, 1990, silver print with silkscreened text, 34 x 46 inches

EXCERPT: "The intimacy of the show’s scale can, at some points feel a bit too condensed. The works nearly swallow the viewer up through their scale and number, yet perhaps this fiery storm of desire, rage, and loss, is exactly the situation we need to be confronted with in this renewed moment of socio-political and cultural warfare. On his affinity for the camera Wojnarowicz said in 1991, “history is made by and for particular classes of people. A camera in some hands can preserve an alternate history.”[2] History itself however, is often one note—a single timbre stretches the duration of a memory. Among these loaded objects, affects crop up side by side and commingle. Rather than defensively grate on each other’s edges, they illuminate a fuller picture of the extreme trauma of dying while the world watches with little care. The AIDS crisis is not reduced to an inexhaustible rage on behalf of those fighting back, though this feeling also weighs the room. Instead, the ongoing desires to touch, to continue lusting, and the longing for love—despite shortened life—are just as present in the sharp fury of Wojnarowicz’s seething works. There is much to learn in this quiet backyard."

FULL TEXT: "David Wojnarowicz: Flesh of My Flesh // ICEBERG PROJECTS," The Seen Journal, 2018