Proletarian Pietà
By Tom Wachunas
EXHIBIT: Blue Collar: Ceramic Sculpture by Kyle and
Kelly Phelps, at the Canton Museum of Art, 1001Market Avenue N., THROUGH
MARCH 6, 2016 / 330.453.7666 www.cantonart.org
“…A working class hero is something to
be…” - John Lennon
BACKGROUND, excerpted
from the Canton Museum of Art web site:
“Identical twin brothers, Kelly and Kyle
Phelps, present Blue Collar, an exhibition of expressive ceramic sculptures.
Much of the twins' work is about the working-class and the everyday struggles
of the common man and woman. The twins grew up in a blue collar environment in
Indiana where they were inspired by family members and friends who worked in
various manufacturing plants, steel mills, and foundries. These everyday people
became working class heroes that have inspired over a decade of working class
art…”
Here is a
gathering of stunning collaborative works that have cut into my consciousness
with an especially spiritual intensity. They conjure an often discomfiting simultaneity
of emotions, at once reverential and mournful.
With masterful
craftsmanship, the Phelps brothers bring a gritty elegance to the expressive
realism of their painted figures (clay/resin casts). Their high-relief
sculptures are riveting (pun intended) conveyances of dignity and degradation,
ascent and descent, heroism and haplessness, in the working-class culture. It’s
a culture now too often distilled in our memories into impotent visions of vast
Midwestern tracts littered with abandoned mills, factories and foundries. The
artists have also effectively enhanced the context of their dramatic figures by
incorporating found industrial remnants such as gears, tools, and corrugated
metal.
The recurring iconographic
references to Christ’s passion and death raise some intriguing questions, both
socioeconomic/political and theological in nature, as if to equate the depicted
laborers and their plights with, understandably enough, martyrdom. Real, searing
pathos comes through loud and clear in “Blue Collar Crucifix” – an
industrial-age Pietà to be sure.
Yet where’s the
promise of ultimate renewal? In the piece called “After The Dream,” for
example, against the backdrop of a grease-stained American flag, a janitor is
sweeping up a pile of Obama campaign handbills emblazoned with the words ‘Hope’
and ‘Change,’ while in the trash barrel next to him we see a crumpled picture
of Jesus. And in the piece called “The Communion,” the woeful figure clutching a
bottle of Bud is clearly communing with the wrong remedy.
Is there a remedy, then? The overall design
of the sculptures is consistently suggestive of religious votive shrines, and
rightly so, it seems to me. But these shrines require no ritualized lighting of
actual candles, for it’s a powerful, ideological fire that illuminates their
heart and our consciousness. In that, you might consider this exhibit as a
prayerful plea for reclamation and redemption. And in their commendable labors
to remember and pay homage to the blue collar milieu with such compelling
renderings as these, the Phelps brothers have accomplished something urgently
relevant and heroic in its own right.
PHOTOS, from top:
Kelly and Kyle Phelps at work; The
Workers Altar; Blue Collar Crucifix (detail); The Communion; After The Dream
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