Jessica Craig-Martin by Bob Holman

BOMB 99 Spring 2007
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Discover MFA Programs in Art and Writing

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All photos by Jessica Craig-Martin. Courtesy of the artist and Greenberg Van Doren Gallery, New York.

The surface is gorgeous, simply gorgeous, darling! Brilliantly cibachromed, oozing color and pain, blood-glazed. Yes, the faces are cut off or the bosoms are soli or the high heels are your whole point of reference—images that are simultaneously violent and depersonalized, jarringly tilted yet somehow containing a fearsome symmetry. There can be only one explanation for such politically charged aesthetic disjunction—you, dear viewer, are drunk! Which is super fine! Because! Everybody else at this party is too.

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Welcome to the (way) High (over the top) Society Party of Jessica Craig-Martin, whose lush photographs of lushes and pals transfer a sense of tipsiness to all who take a look. Here is where faces are cropped to protect the none-too-innocent. Where extreme close-ups both objectify and abstract the tuxedo and tiara set. Of the art world, by the art world and for the art world, there’s also a way in which the work of Craig-Martin has nothing at all to do with the art world. She shares with Nan Goldin’s documentation of the opposite end of the downtown art spectrum a breathtaking ability to totally load an image with deep political content and then, the more you look, the more the aesthetic dimensions of the piece begin to grab center stage and hold. You succumb to the shapes and colors and dynamism, the phantasmagoria of a plate of oysters, a poached salmon’s glassy eye, a charred lamb rack on a serving plate looking all the world like a drought-killed sheep skeleton by the side of the road.

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All photographs: Jessica Craig-Martin. Courtesy of the artist and Greenberg van Doren Gallery, New York.

Craig-Martin, whose day jobs are as a staff photographer for the New York Times and Harper’s Bazaar, among other publications, shoots fast and on the fly. She is usually in the midst of witty repartee as she snaps away, her persona totally engaged and at ease in whatever glam scene comes her way, her artist self clickclickclicking. Flirting, dancing between drink trays and gilded moshing networkers, she unobtrusively documents everything in the room. She wears her camera like a piece of jewelry, rarely bringing it between her subjects and herself, and later exposing the scene on the same gallery walls where she shot the portraits a month or so before. Then again, she can take the time to get inside the moment, inside the subject: her terrific shot of Fran Lebowitz for Vanity Fair—alone, bereft and meditative in a huge auditorium—is an iconic photo of the end of the last century.

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Jessica Craig-Martin is a Realist. Once the glitter and rouge wear off, when the cummerbund comes undone, once we’ve gathered the eye-candied geometries of art, what we’re left with is us, humanity glaring back at the viewer as we must Now (Let Us) Praise Famous Men, all dressed up, always somewhere to go. What starts out as satirical punches at a rarefied world finally become humanizing portraits of a class that has too much, but never enough. Desire itself is enough, and there we are all guilty.

Bob Holman’s newest book, a collaboration with Chuck Close, is A Couple of Ways of Doing Something (Aperture, 2006). He is a visiting professor at Columbia School of the Arts and proprietor of the Bowery Poetry Club.

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Originally published in

BOMB 99, Spring 2007

Featuring interviews with Bill Jensen, Robert Polidori, Cristina Garcia, Lore Segal, Mary Jordan, Reinhold Friedl, John Turturro, Sarah Ruhl. 

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