The Tempest

One of the greatest acts of aesthetic desperation in all of art

Welcome Drink features the 37-year-old New Yorker, who has been living half the year in Nepal for 15 years, from behind, bending over, perhaps to pick something up or tie her shoe. Watching her is a Nepali waiter carrying a drink. Hawkins is America; the waiter is the rest of the world. As he looks down at her, her dorky striped underpants are plainly visible through her sheer, white, cotton trousers. It's a scene of unthinking insult, pure slapstick, unaware enticement, utter naïveté, and unmitigated gall. It's also a hoot.

"Customs," Hawkins's quick-witted, whimsical, excruciating New York solo exhibition, includes several large-scale photographs as well as Souvenir, a 20-minute video of the artist making her way through Nepal, having encounters, doing ditzy things, apparently searching for some kind of guru or Shangri-la. Whatever she's after, Hawkins is a funny, ironic, under-the-radar artist with a great sense of burlesque. She deserves more attention, if only to make you experience a dark empathetic dose of what many around the world must feel when an American walks in the room—a bit sick.

Jackson Pollock, Untitled, 1943
photo: 2006 Pollock-Krasner Foundation/Artist Rights Society
Jackson Pollock, Untitled, 1943


No Limits, Just Edges: Jackson Pollock Paintings on Paper
Guggenheim Museum
1071 Fifth Avenue
September 29

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