Some recent reviews have kept this going, and I love seeing all the yelping opinions happening here. I had a recent run in with Ann, so it deserves an update...
Just a year ago... our standards for public art were pretty low. Thanks to the Super Bowl initiative we have 46 murals (and more) all over the city -- that vary from Vonnegut to jazz musicians to unique works by local artists (Kyle Ragsdale on the Canal).
Art doesn't have to be deep, or tender, or fascinating or perfect. No matter the art work it can be taken seriously (I take the text of Mission Impossible just as seriously as I do Melancholia. And often it's from a feminist point of view; hence, this review).
From Ann Dancing's website: "Ann Dancing references the historic use of the female form as architectural embellishment. Whether looking at the caryatids on the acropolis in Athens, Greece or the personifications of Industry, Agriculture, Justice and Literature found at Indianapolis' own Federal Courthouse, the female form has often been used in the development of inspiring places."
The caryatid of the acropolis is a robust female figure that supports the structure of the building, and to symbolize their importance in Greece. The Courthouse's figures are stoic female figures symbolizing core values. When you browse the artist's website you'll find that Ann falls in line with all of his work: from men walking, to women dancing nude... they all have plain faces / heads. Ann just so happens to be the one that can most easily be mocked. His other works of the female form are provoking -- full figured forms -- alluring and, although still disembodying the female form... they are not easily mocked.
The intentions of art pale in the light of their repercussions -- especially when considering that... morally speaking... there is something terribly terribly terribly terrible about this work of art.
Look at Ann. Look at her body. Look at her head. There's no neck, there's no hair, there's no feet. The artist put a woman on public display and burned her femininity at the stake. "Ha! Ha! Look at you women on Mass Ave dancing and having a ball! Well, I'm here to say -- booooooooo -- and I'm going to steal your womanhood from you." It's a public mockery of what a woman is, and that's the issue. Often in art, women are disfigured -- this is another example. Note: a man made Ann.
Walking home one night recently, I saw what I have feared from the very first time I saw Ann. I witnessed four baby boomers (three guys, one woman), swaying and dancing with Ann. Is art a game? Is art a game to mock? Even if it is... is a woman a game to play and to mock? read more