I can think of no other artist whose work is better understood at a closing party than Gordon Matta-Clark. A trained architect and a conceptual artist, he eschewed easy categorization as either and instead occupied a strange place between the two. During his brief life, Matta-Clark challenged our understanding of physical spaces, questioning the notions of stability, structure, and shelter. He split an entire house into two equal parts, creating a fissure directly down the center of the American dream. He cut an enormous, eye-shaped hole into the side of an industrial warehouse, allowing light to spill upon surfaces as never before. And he bought up odd little corners of New York at $25 a pop—patches of grass and asphalt too small to be valuable—creating meaningless ownership, a fractured estate.
Rhona Hoffman Gallery has been exhibiting Matta-Clark's work since 1978, the year of his death from pancreatic cancer. Tonight from 5:30 to 7:30 PM, the gallery will celebrate the closing of its seventh Matta-Clark show, "The 112 Greene Street Years," which exhibits his work alongside two of his contemporaries, Suzanne Harris and Tina Girouard. So go experience the work in the same spirit as it was created, taking in its last breaths before the meaning is forever changed.
Rhona Hoffman Gallery, 118 N. Peoria, 312-455-1990