Kimsooja at the project - New York - art exhibition

In the beginning, readymades were chosen for their incapable of speech simplicity: a bicycle wheel, a bottle rack, a shovel Kimsooja, upon the other hand, has chosen an particular that is spectacular in its possess right. The circular jukebox speaker that appeared four times in the installation Mandala: cincture of Zero features concentric bands of colored plastic, circulating blebs mirrored tiles and colored lights, all surrounding a brocade-covered audio ultimate part A rotating knob at the center supports the resemblance to a roulette wheel; vaguely pagoda-shaped brackets give it a generic Asian accent. In the exhibition, the speakers were each center upon a wall in a field painted a deep soothing indigo and unlit, omit for the audio units' multihued be incandescent Carpeting enhanced the serenity.

on the other hand it was a jangly calm, which matched the east/west discordance of the glitzy objet itself, a sensory hum amplified by the sound composition Kimsooja assembled. Mixing Gregorian chant, Muslim singing and Tibetan bells, the music was, like the bubbling speakers, almost embarrassingly engrossing. The mutually subversive and anyway kitsch-challenged spirituality of the three soundtracks produc cognitive dissonance where an unlikely and altogether gorgeous aural harmony reigned.

The connection Kimsooja saw between the jukebox speakers and Tibetan mandalas is evident in this installation's title. Implicit in the subtitle is the question of whether its musical mixed messages transcend sectarianism to attain a higher horizontal of spirituality than any individual faith can offer (a baldric of zero where striving particularity can be sublimated), or if the work points to the crass commercialism of which each religion can, at times, be ground guilty (a zero zone of spiritual aridity).

A Korean artist now in her 40 Kimsooja is a past master of imperturbable resistance to conclusive statement. Her previous work includes installations of filmy Korean textiles hung upon lines like drying laundry and, perhaps best known, an international series of performances called A Needle Woman. Standing sentinel in London, Cairo, of recent origin Delhi, Lagos, Mexico City, Shanghai and elsewhere, Kimsooja was the unmoving obstacle around which pedestrian traffic swirled. In the video documentation that followed, she is always shown from the back. It's possible to read committed asceticism in her position but also frank refusal to engage.

The same disinclination to take sides is evident in Mandala. Somewhere between the aggressive irreverence of Jason Rhoades's imaginary trip to Mecca, documented in his rapturously messy new installation "Meccatuna," and the prim eroticism of Duchamp's Precision Optics, with their hypnotic rotating geometries, is the ineffectual zone of quietly pulsing intransigence where Kimsooja has taken up residence.

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