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Paintings that Embrace the Impossibility of Painting

Jaya Howey takes painting very seriously, and so he finds himself in a very serious corner.

Installation view, 'Jaya Howey: Edifying Lines for Sensitive Readers' at Bureau (all images courtesy Bureau) (click to enlarge)
Installation view, ‘Jaya Howey: Edifying Lines for Sensitive Readers’ at Bureau (all images courtesy the artist and Bureau, New York) (click to enlarge)

Jaya Howey takes painting very seriously, and so, like every other committed and intelligent American painter mindful of the long and unremittingly self-reflective history of modern painting — not to mention our infinite glut of empty digital images — he finds himself in a very serious corner.

But his latest escape plan is as simple as it is difficult: in a cultural context that makes genuinely spontaneous creativity nearly impossible, Howey makes that impossibility itself his subject.

Edifying Lines for Sensitive Readers at Bureau gallery consists of 11 white canvases, each just shy of four by three feet, and three installations, each comprised of a narrow wooden bench; seven, eight, or nine custom-made cushions stacked under and upon the bench; and one or two rectangular pieces of fabric attached to the wall behind it. The cushions, like the hangings, are vividly colored and vary widely in pattern and texture. All except one short, round fuchsia bolster are boxy in shape — they read as gift-wrapped presents with nothing inside but themselves.

Work by Jaya Howey at Bureau
Jaya Howey, “Seating/Arrangement #1” (2016), wood, textile, foam, zippers, 50.5 x 110 x 15 inches

The canvases, by contrast — and in saying “by contrast,” I mean, “in an absolute, Cartesian divorce that reveals how profoundly beside himself any asthetically attentive person must feel these days” — are painted with nothing but Torrit Gray. This color, whose tone varies from nearly black to an occasional brownish, is made by Gamblin with the miscellaneous pigments reclaimed every year from its factory’s air-conditioning ducts. The paintings are neither figurative nor abstract. Instead, they simply replicate, in Times, Helvetica, or Franklin Gothic Book, the syllabi, material lists, grading rubrics, and attendance policies of three undergraduate and graduate courses Howey teaches at Boston University.

One of Jaya Howey's paintings at Bureau (click to enlarge)
Jaya Howey, “AR141 Materials List” (2016), oil on canvas, 45 1/4″ x 35 3/8 inches (click to enlarge)

There’s something almost self-destructively vulnerable about this. Howey is confronting his position and values as a painter with a nearly medical clarity, then revealing them with commensurately pathological candor. The painter maintains a foothold in New York, but he teaches for a living somewhere else; the painter believes in the importance of a “rigorous and consistent in-studio working schedule,” however monotonous that might sound, and “an informed awareness of contemporary art in all media,” however bleak that might appear to make him feel. And while Howey the teacher takes account of the financial straits of his students, conscientiously noting the prices they can expect to pay for Titanium White, Phthalo Blue, Strathmore canvas paper pads, and other materials they’ll need for his Painting 1 class, Howey the artist also knows the deadening perils of this kind of professionalization, which risks reducing human expression to a rote list of tasks and references (check!) and assigning everything a dollar value (check!). He’s also hip to the irony of painting these modest figures on a canvas he hopes to sell, because even if the whole thing is just an exceedingly dry send-up of conceptual tedium, the joke remains on him, as a person who’s committed his life to painting, as much as on anyone else.

At the same time, one given painter’s vulnerability only serves to highlight the indestructibility of his medium. Howey has taken everything people typically mean when they say “painting” — the rectangles, the colors and textures, the easily available aesthetic stimulation — and put it on the floor, leaving nothing on the walls but his idea. He even removes most of what used to be painting’s ordinary process, plotting his compositions on the computer and using a special kind of printer to cut out vinyl stencils he can simply paint over.

Paintings by Jaya Howey at Bureau (click to enlarge)
Paintings by Jaya Howey at Bureau (click to enlarge)

But the fact remains that while the cushioned installations merit only a glance, Howey’s stark idea, as a series of paintings, remains worth looking at. His letters stand up from their bright white backgrounds as sharply as a series of tiny mesas, but their subtly ridged brushstrokes record their maker’s time and attention as thoroughly as any van Eyck or cuneiform tablet. Moreover, their modestly straightforward simplicity deemphasizes their conceptual character, so that, in the end, the viewer is left to experience the pure appeal of nothing but paint and canvas.

Jaya Howey: Edifying Lines for Sensitive Readers continues at Bureau (178 Norfolk Street, Lower East Side, Manhattan) through October 23.

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