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In award-obsessed American culture, visual art, much less digital art, is one of
the few arenas that doesn't have a glamorous system of recognition.
Sure, there
are stately grants, those lucrative MacArthur genius awards, and the Whitney
Biennial (and its newly-created prize), that pulse-taking exhibition of American
art that most contemporary artists long to be included in but invariably feel
slighted by.
But they are not accompanied by the type of glitzy awards
ceremonies you'd see on TV, with Joan Rivers dishing all those dour black
outfits.
Therefore, it seems unlikely that the recent Webby Awards ceremony, which
imagines itself the celebrity-spiced Internet equivalent of the Oscars, should be
a place where art would assume a surprisingly strong profile.
But there it was,
the shining star amidst the dazzle of heavy corporate sponsorship and
self-congratulatory awards for best commerce site and 26 other Web categories.
Thanks to a 'Net art-loving anonymous donor who bankrolled a $50K SFMOMA Webby
Prize for Excellence in Online Art, the event became a forum for the advancement
of artistic expression in digital space.
Before getting to the prize, however, those at the event had to endure dozens of
category awards, an endless procedure that left plenty of time to ponder how the
Webbys, at its core, is riddled with inconsistencies.
In an arena where there are gazillions of sites addressing as many subjects and
tightly focused worldviews, how can a single best of breed be selected, even if a
panel of celebrity experts -- Tina Brown, Liz Smith, Deepak Chopra among them -- are
the judges? What's their criterion in deciding between Martha Stewart.com and
Swoon?
Box office-driven Hollywood seems to be the model, yet in the film industry,
corporate involvement is limited to behind-the-scenes lobbying. At the Webbys,
the red carpet entrance was lined with colorful characters hawking start-ups, and
the sponsors were acknowledged on stage. What, ultimately, is the goal here?
The SFMOMA prize, since it had the weight of a respected cultural institution and
a wad of cash behind it, was the only award of the evening that had any meaning.
It has clearer goals than the wiggly Webbys themselves; that is, the prize is
intended to foster the development of art and to discover talent in the
undernourished electronic arena.
While there are other prizes, like the prestigious and older (though less
lucrative) European Prix Ars Electronica, the Webby prize functions in a more
populist realm. Winners are chosen from an open call -- a wise move in a field
where artists work very independently and it resulted in hundreds of submissions -- and judged by a group of curators and artists.
The prize honors a body of work
that pushes online art practice in promising directions. It acknowledges this as
a medium in transition.
Even with such unglamorous philanthropic impulses, the Prize managed to be put on
the schedule at the end of the stultifying Webby ceremonies, in the Best Picture
position, with new media artist superstar Bill Viola as presenter.
(Interestingly enough, a site that SFMOMA developed to accompany Viola's major
travelling exhibition was a nominee for the regular Webby art award. It was not
an artist's site, but one created by a presenting institution with corporate help
from Intel. Yet it was up against privately created art projects with much smaller budgets.
The Viola site ended up receiving the people's choice award, while Web Stalker, an inventive
rethinking of the browser model, received the art prize.)
Viola annonced that the inaugural $50K SFMOMA Prize (to be awarded annually)
would be split four ways -- between a $30,000 grand prize winner and honorable
mentions who would get $6,500 each. (The figures don't sound like much in high
tech business terms, but for artists who have little possibility of selling their
work, it can be a blessing.)
None of the winners, ironically enough, work in
Silicon Valley. Honorable mentions went to Ichiro Aikawa, a young Japanese man
who lives and works in Seattle, South Korean artist Young-hae Chang, and
Mexican-born Canadian Rafael Lozano-Hemmer.
The grand prize went to a pair of artists. Michael Samyn, a handsome Belgian
designer with prominent sideburns, and dreadlocked artist Auriea Harvey,
originally from New York, are a romantically entwined couple who collaborate on
entropy8zuper.org.
The self-described exhibitionists stood on the circular stage and silently,
passionately kissed for a good long time, an undeniably attractive vision that
was projected on the large screen behind them. (Harvey, it so happens, was the
first recipient of a standard art Webby in 1997, when she was producing Entropy 8
on her own.)
Their make-out artistry was as much eye candy as their site itself, to which they
gave an extensive guided demo at a day-long, issues of Web art-probing symposium
SFMOMA held the weekend following the Webbys. Their site offers a prime example
of one direction Web art can take -- a lushly visual, intuitively interactive
one.
Samyn and Harvey, who question the need to show their work in a museum, lead an
audience through their site, which is a rich tangle of technology that forms a
sensual tapestry of sound and moving image. The presentation felt a lot like
watching a film, an experience that raised pertinent questions about how to
present Web work in a public setting.
The runners up, as well as a few finalists, also presented their work, each
operating in very different veins. Aikawa's site, @2000 dips
into the visual pleasure realm, albeit with rave-like graphics which foreground
the computer context in breathtaking ways.
The technology is also an awe-inspiring aspect of Lozano-Hemmer's work,
specifically a piece that involved an extremely complex, Web-controlled light
show in Mexico City's Zocalo
Anybody who logged on to his Web site, could create light patterns that were realized in that
mega-metropolis for a few days at the turn of the millennium, extending
cyberspace interaction into the real world.
Korean artist Young-Hae Chang prefaced her work with a succinct statement: "My
Web art tries to express the essence of the Internet: information and
disinformation. Strip away the interactivity, the graphics, the design, the
photos, the illustrations, the banners, the colors, the fonts and the rest, and
what's left? The text."
She showed a jazzy, quasi political, non-interactive
diatribe on sex and revolution which provided the
symposium's comic, conceptualist relief.
Now an afternoon of discussion, some of it heated, with artists and curators is
not analogous to an awards presentation, and the SFMOMA prize isn't exactly
analogous to a Webby award, but the symposium pointed out just what was missing
from the breathless ceremony that came before it -- context.
It will be a lot
more exciting for the Webbys to generate glamour and the thrill of a winner
once they've settled on some conceptual foundations and standards of quality.
Glen Helfand is a freelance writer, critic, and curator. His
writing on art, culture and technology has appeared in The Bay Guardian,
Wired, Limn, Salon, Travel and Leisure and nest.
glen_h@sirius.com
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