Portfolio by Gabriela Vainsencher


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Gabriela Vainsencher, Negative Capability, 2016 (video still). All images and videos are courtesy of the artist.

“At once it struck me, what quality went to form a Man of Achievement, especially in literature, and which Shakespeare possessed so enormously—I mean Negative Capability, that is when man is capable of being in uncertainties. Mysteries, doubts, without any irritable reaching after fact and reason.”

—John Keats, Letter to George and Tom Keats, December, 1817

Gabriela Vainsencher’s Negative Capability begins with a rather ugly sound, a guttural “Eh…”; a pause. Or rather, it begins with a silent image sequence, which this “Eh…” interrupts: A full-frontal, two-handed slow-mo rotation of a rough-hewn, hollow, ceramic cylinder—hands above and below the empty circle described by the cylinder—which blurs and sharpens and fills much of the frame, intermittently revealing an expanse of neck and chest against a black ground—no head, no face, no breasts. A Vanna White pose, minus the ear-to-ear grin. The voice that interrupts this manual meditation is clearly not the voice belonging to the pictured body parts; it conveys a maturity at odds with those tentative hands, even in its mono-syllabic “Eh…” Or perhaps we sense the presence of an elder, because this vocalized pause is immediately followed by an eloquent disclaimer, an explanation within a conversation we seem to have entered mid-stream.

The value of suddenly understanding something, of suddenly realizing something for yourself…
has a different emotional impact than if I give you something like an explanation.
Even if it’s the truth.

(Image goes blank here.)

It took me a long time to get to this.
Because at first it means so much…to be important;
to be efficient; to give people their money’s worth.

[The speaker laughs.]

…Reality makes you more humble.
Because you, you suddenly, you suddenly realize how much we don’t know.
There’s a lot we don’t know.

I don’t mind. I’m not the protagonist of this film.

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Gabriela Vainsencher, Negative Capability, 2016 (video still).

That first minute and a half, in a video that runs eight-plus minutes, sets out the terms of what’s to come: a conversation between a mother and a daughter, and between spoken words and carefully choreographed images. Vainsencher’s mother does the talking, here; Vainsencher listens silently, playing with her props. Vainsencher is indeed the protagonist of her video, but a reluctant protagonist, it seems at first. Her mother’s voice and wisdom are the project’s engine.

Recorded over many long-distance phone calls, re-cast as monologue, and edited with terrific aplomb and oblique humor, Vainsencher’s invocation of Keats’ poetic epiphany on the value of “being in uncertainty” betrays both a request for and an ironic un-readiness to embrace her parents’ love-shot wisdom, which is delivered with its own sort of groping uncertainty, via the disembodied voice of her psychoanalyst mother—born in Uruguay, now in Israel—who’s at pains to tease out her daughter’s need. The parental insights, offered in answer to questions we’re left to surmise, are also hilariously at odds with what Vainsencher gives us to look at as we listen, and render the construct of the conversation a baffling, but also unexpectedly resolved, artwork.

Vainsencher’s mother’s voice has the authority and articulation of a minister or rabbi or teacher, or parent…or psychoanalyst; of someone concerned to say something useful, and to say precisely what one means. It’s a voice that melds patience with doubt and has the comforting quality of one who has spent many years listening—as much time listening as talking. There’s also a certain nasal raggedness to its edges, which augments the performative quality and makes the listening at once more irritating and more vivid. Somewhere around the sixth minute of the video, Vainsencher amplifies these abstract aural qualities, splicing together a barrage of those unappealing “Eh” sounds, as if to make material the admission of doubt. Or perhaps, to attempt to acknowledge the difficulty of real silence and empty space. This sequence is emotionally at odds with the simple, dumb gestures of rotating, rolling, setting things out and removing them, or covering one’s face while hearing out a parent’s enlisted wisdom, which can seem to mimic rather than embrace her mother’s earnest conjectures. Vainsencher’s parallax approach, however, serves her subject of Negative Capability—the space Keats so keenly identified as antidote to any “irritable striving after truth”—terrifically.

Gabriela Vainsencher 5 Sculptures

Installation view of Five Sculptures, 2016, under-glazed porcelain.

Gabriela Vainsencher Jumper 01

Jumper, 2016, under-glazed porcelain.

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Jumper, 2016, under-glazed porcelain.

The ceramics Vainsencher makes, used as props here, are expressive but inarticulate, anthropomorphic, animated volumes. Outside the video, they have lives of their own and onomotopoietic titles like Maw and Jumper that allude to spaces that precede not just language, but fully formed thoughts, while giving aggressive shape to emotive proto-thoughts with remarkably distinct contours. Positioned on shelves, as Vainsencher installs them, they threaten to inch and even snort their way over its edge. The attenuated ambiguity of these limpid objects offers an expressive range that Vainsencher’s earlier videos—which focus on tightly controlled movements and retrievals of lost civic histories, respectively—seem just a smidge too tightly conceptualized to allow. During her eccentric, ventriloquized video exchange with her mother, Vainsencher deploys these objects and exploits their expressive capacities ironically; the quiet disconnect between voice and image, parent and child, analyst and artist, yield something even stranger and darker and funnier.

Gabriela Vainsencher Maw Detail

Maw, 2016, under-glazed porcelain.

“What’s this all about, Gabriela?” asks her mother, toward the end of the video. “What’s it for? I don’t get it.” She laughs. But the artist-daughter seems to have taken from her mother’s efforts to answer her unanswerable questions the psychoanalyst’s recognition that one can’t access the unconscious by design. In Vainsencher’s Negative Capability, as in her Maw and Jumper, we are drawn into the space described, and we’re free to laugh, not just to learn.

—Linda Norden

Gabriela Vainsencher Front Undone

Front Undone, 2017, under-glazed porcelain.

Gabriela Vainsencher Hanger

Hanger, 2017, under-glazed porcelain.

Gabriela Vainsencher Dimple

A Butt-Shaped Dimple In The Sand, 2017, under-glazed porcelain.

Gabriela Vainsencher Word Bubble

The Word Bubble, 2017, under-glazed porcelain.

Gabriela Vainsencher was born in Buenos Aires, raised in Tel Aviv, and currently lives in Brooklyn. She received her MFA from Hunter College in 2016. Her solo and two-person exhibitions include Hanina Gallery, Tel Aviv, Israel; Musée d’Art Moderne André Malraux, Le Havre, France; Parker’s Box Gallery, Brooklyn, NY; and La Chambre Blanche, Québec City, Canada. Her work has been included in group exhibitions including Bergamo Modern and Contemporary Art, Italy; Kunstforening, Tromsø, Norway; Pierogi gallery, Brooklyn, NY; The Freies Museum, Berlin; and The National Gallery of Saskatchewan, Canada. Vainsencher teaches art at Williams College, in Williamstown, MA, and at the Macaulay Honors College at Hunter College, NY.

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The Bakery: Fawn Krieger Interviewed by Nina Katchadourian
Small clay amorphous figures painted in different colors and inserted into a gray tilted rectangle titled, Experiment in Resistance 90, by Fawn Krieger

Clay and concrete converge through rupture, displacement, and fusion.

Open to Possibility: Jesse Wine Interviewed by Cassie Packard
A gray ceramic sculpture of a twisted human form with leg and hand reaching upward titled, The Ecstasy of Saint Tokig, by Jesse Wine

The process of making, breaking, and remaking ceramic sculptures.