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Panic Pending
Panic Pending
Robert Yarber
Panic Pending
2 The Hidden Hand Revealed - 76 x 56 cm - Colored pencil, pastel, ink on paper - 2013 3
4 The Romantic Urge - 35,5 x 28 cm - Colored pencil, pastel, ink on paper - 2010 5
6 Auxiliary Jack, (Its the Sublime!) - 203 x 152 cm - Colored pencil, pastel, ink on paper - 2010 7
THE ARTIST WILL NOW WRITE A STATEMENT!
Robert Yarber
Let me say at the outset that this project is Art, These drawings take great pains to promote
thats right, Art, and nothing else. That means it doesnt material and spiritual inflation. We need great
do a thing. Its a pitch, like in a sales pitch and like a enthusiasm to get up in the morning. So weve got to
throw of the dice. Its an amusement, a diversion, or, as make ourselves excited about the possibilities. And if
they used to say, a LAFF RIOT! there arent any we invent them. And if its flying purple
elephants that excite us, and we cant get that going
I use an antiquated technique in this project, for real right away, we make it up in our heads. And if
drawing. What a bother. And I describe these drawings that gets boring we build computers that can make the
in the vocabulary of mid-twentieth century American virtual purple elephant realer than real. We hunger for
advertising, TV commercials, and sideshow carnival sensation. We need our fix.
argot. The present day and its dilemmas are partly
rooted in these language games. Must I go there? Okay. This all goes for the people with tickets of course.
I mean in ballyhoo, hype, exaggeration, promotion, Plenty dont have tickets and are scrambling to get
push! Bigger, Better, Best! New, Newer, Newest! The them. Others, not content with one ticket, buy out the
throb of the carnie pitch infects everything. Come on whole show. But we hunger for the pitch. We want to
up folks and see the big show. See it here right now! know the meaning of this or that and what its for. The
Buy your tickets folks, because tonight we will present utility of things is supplanted by the spectacularity of
to you...Alligator Girl! their presentation.
But the popular advertising of the mid-twentieth So these drawings attempt to be spectacular,
century was also informative and scientifically proven. jarring, over the top. Theres an inherent boredom in
More doctors prefer Blah Blah Cigarettes than any that, I know. How much spectacularity can we stand?
other brand. And they were optimistic too. Things are But the twitch never fully dies; the inner ear yearns to
getting better and better as I speak! hear the buzz.
But there also lurked the warning of hidden But therein lies the joy. The pitch, the hype,
dangers. Dont be fooled! And Smokey Bear, the forest the con, all relate to a kind of prayer for divine or
fire prevention mascot, oversaw a world that seemed to superhuman intercession. Wouldnt the most stalwart
teeter on the brink of nuclear annihilation. atheist want to be blown to pieces in divine joy if such
Brain: The brain is the thing in itself. Sometimes sprung Cowboy: Doctors ask: Do you have a problem with...
from flip-top hats, brains have been know to develop masculinity? Typified by desperation, cunning, and
thin, linear segments forming tails, that propel them occasional muscles, usually found between the ears.
towards The Omega Point at the End of Time. Recently,
the end of time was cancelled due to poor ticket sales, Exploding Cigar: A device inspired by Freud, who
resulting in formations of rogue flying brains propelling said, Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar. Well, we know
themselves towards targets of false hope. Some brains, better than that, Herr Doktor. Through the explosive
seeking explosive combustion in sheer ecstacy, have potential built up during oral manipulation of the cigar, it
begun inhabiting the burning ash of hurtling, nebulous sometimes attains self-awareness, and itself develops
cigars, with astro-neuroscientists reporting favorable a taste for exploding cigars, lips protruding to smoke its
outcomes. own copy. The series recopies itself over and over in
fractal regeneration. Astronomers have theorized that
Captain: A seaman of old, who walks the deck night spiral nebulae are composed of a countless myriad
and day repeating monotonously, I am the Captain of cigars smoking cigars. Health officials, concerned
of the ship, to no one in particular. A former carnival for the aspiration of the cosmos, have advised that
mage, he was kicked out of the Brotherhood of False exploding cigars smoke themselves outside the
Seers, after repeatedly giving away the ruse during curvilinear limits of space and time.
sance. Forced to embark on a seafaring life, he
failed to develop any interest in actual seamanship. Flesh: The stuff dreams are made on, in its stubborn
He was, on the other hand, enamored with the care materiality. Would you kindly get off my toe please?
and maintenance of his uniform. When driven off the
deck by his crew, he would repair to his cabin where, Floating Weird Eyeball: Model for the abstract visual
defacing his charts with jam, cream, and gravy until drive, sometimes referred to as the Gaze. What you
they were illegible, he developed a technique for looking at? Are you looking at me?
A young mother, surrounded by angels, gazes ugliness of Yarbers work in an era when bad taste is
reverently at a balding dwarf. Why is the Christ-child the currency of the art world?
in early images of the Madonna so often grotesque?
Why should Christianitys most sacred image revolve One might see Yarbers outrageousness as a
around a creature that looks like a mistake? To pose the paradoxical act of dandyism--what Balthus, speaking
question is to ask about the meaning of ugliness in art. of his own antithetically polished work, called the
aristocratic taste for displeasing. But beneath this
Tendentious or perverse when put to trecento nod to the avant-garde, there is something deeper:
altarpieces, the question is forced upon us willy- a consciousness of uglinesss long genealogy and
nilly by our first encounter with Panic Pending, the a highly theoretical, even theological understanding
recent drawings of Robert Yarber. Art that eschews of its implications. In Yarbers work, the prophetic
the beautiful may still aspire to the sublime, but it is impulse is strong; his pictures project what he has
hard to invoke Burke or Kant when the images before called a confrontational stance in a world giddy with
us are not only freakish, twisted, and deformed, but absurd excess. And yet the barbaric is not simply a
also--to anticipate a possible response to Yarbers satirical comment on the times. There are conceptual
work--trivial, cheap, brash, gauche, crude, clownish, challenges (not incompatible with humor) that keeps
goofy, abject. It takes time to warm up to a cross- one returning to the drawings again and again, and
eyed skull (to choose one iconic image), its electrified finding new meanings each time.
gaze fixed on a cross-legged pinup who is emerging
from its own nose cavity with the mystic signs of plus In what is possibly the oldest Western image
and minus, and even more to understand why such of the Madonna and Child, the hauntingly mysterious
a figure should preside over a drawing called Corpus sixth-century panel hidden in the sacristy of S.
Resurrectum Est, in which a metaphysical struggle-we Francesca Romana, the enormous eyes of the Virgin
could call it the contest between freedom (the trickster seem to float in their sockets, emerging from a semi-
corpse who attempts to auto-levitate by reeling himself transparent whiteness, as her long fingers point with
up with his own fishing rod) and fate (the Zoroastrian the hallowed gesture of the Hodegetria (the one
magus manipulating a robot by radio remote control)--is who shows the way) to the. . . to the what? For the
played out in the helical course of a corpses ascent. child on the Virgins other arm, its own fingers raised
Confronted with a collection of such images--a riotous in the gesture of blessing, looks like a shapeless
mash-up of the comic, the macabre, and the lurid; of ventriloquists dummy, and its head, lolling on its
cartoon clichs, hypertrophied nostalgias, and futuristic swollen neck, is practically faceless. So far as we know,
new-age fantasies, all rendered in a psychedelic palette images of the Madonna and Child begin to appear in
of diaphanous pastels and with an edgeless line that the late fifth or sixth century following the resolution
makes the forms deliquesce--we have reason to protect of the Christological controversies. They illustrate the
ourselves by laughing, like the hopped up magus victorious orthodox claim that Mary was not merely
himself. How, we ask, do these drawings differ from any the Mother of Christ (Christotokos) but the Mother
number of brilliantly rendered parodic manifestations of of God (Theotokos). Christs divinity, therefore, is not
popular culture, from the Al Jaffee fold-ins in apparent or phantasmal; nor has the divine nature
Mad Magazine to the comics of R. Crumb and the appropriated and transfigured the human form. The
paintings of Peter Saul? What is distinctive about the Word is both fully divine and fully human, impassible
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a solid bar of bullion stamped with the letters AUX, the image-makers, who aspired to write in gold as the parodies nothing except perhaps itself. Art, Yarber has remain in their separate worlds, but besides their
traders symbol for gold on the commodity exchange Gospel writers had written in words, and by a poetic written, doesnt deal with this theme anymore. I do. reciprocal gazes, they bear identical wounds, united by
(and the root of the tricksters byname, Auxiliary Jack) tradition that culminates in Yeats, whose Sailing to five pencil-thin lines. Signifying without representing, the
or with a large 79, its number in the periodic table and Byzantium, divested of its neo-Platonic veneer, reads II. Not Made with Hands picture shows the power of an idea to stamp itself on
the key to its atomic properties as the incorruptible king like a script for a Yarber drawing. Yeatss version of The history of Christian iconography has two the human body.
of metals. As the non-reactive and so indestructible the gnostic quester, a tattered coat upon a stick, rival starting points. According to one view, the first
element--whether solid (in forms from bars to buttons), has turned away from the natural world (whatever images were taken from life: the evangelist Luke, Like the Mandylion, the stigmata of Francis
liquid (pumped through labyrinthine pipes or poured out is begotten, born, and dies) and now yearns to be patron saint of painters, gave us the first image of the are an original image in the strong sense of original. By
of bottles to animate a recumbent corpse), or gaseous gathered into the artifice of eternity, where, renouncing Virgin; Nicodemus, the first image of the crucifixion; contrast, images of the image of the stigmata can be
(the particulate vapor dubbed auxzone that irradiates the frenzy of copulation for the ecstasy of song, he will and a court artist retained by the Magi, the first image at most original in the weak sense of innovative. The
the sky like a sunset seen through heavy smog)--it is exchange his sensual body for the form of an enameled of the adoration. According to the second view, now canonical representation of the event in Assisi was
the vestige that carries over from one world to the next, golden bird. iconography begins with the Mandylion or Image of in fact not the first, an honor that probably belongs to
the talisman known to the Aztecs as the excrement of Edessa, a miraculous image of the face of Christ that a panel painting by Bonaventura Berlinghieri in Pescia
the gods. The Byzantium toward which Yarber sails in made its way to Constantinople and then, following the (1235). But even Bonaventura did not create an original
his various leaky boats (oil tankers, galleys, speed fourth crusade, to the Sainte Chapelle in Paris, only image, for he was illustrating a text, the Vita of Francis
In Yarbers drawings gold figures most often boats, and dories) also has its golden bird. We hear to disappear in the French Revolution. Both legends by Thomas of Celano, who, borrowing from Isaiahs
in its contingent character as a false idol: worshiped or him singing in the upper right corner of Its the Sublime, played a role in refuting the iconoclastic reading of vision of the heavenly throne (Isa 6:2), had described
purloined in the two gnostic quest stories (WWWWW? where, set upon a golden bough, he tries to assure the Second Commandment as prohibiting all forms of a man-like seraph affixed to a cross. Like the originality
and Are We There Yet?), or swinging on a string the would-be amorist who has lost his erection that religious representation. Here were material images of Scripture, which devolves into an endless palimpsest
from the sinister Finger of Index (Its Not Our Fault). the romantic urge is just a thing, and he sings again that were, in one case, as venerable and authoritative without the myth of divine authorship, the original image
And yet even as a symbol of Mammon it is subject to at the end of each of the two quest narratives, which as the Gospels, and, in the other, not fabricated but or true icon lies beyond reach.
transvaluation. In Void, the drawing from Calaveras that even while mocking modern forms of idolatry play on rather left by Christ himself as an aid and comfort to the
shows the emptied slinger in his post-transfiguration the gnostic themes of transformation, enlightenment, faithful. The Mandylion especially was not just a divine Yarber has singled out the image of the
phase, the setting sun on the horizon has become a and escape. In the first, WWWWW? (what, where, image but an original or divinely created divine image, transformed, or transfigured, body as the focus of his
giant gold bar, gleaming in place of the temple on the when, who, why: the stammer at the start of every qualitatively different from all secondary imitations own mystical yearnings, and allusions to the stigmata
mount of revelation, while instead of the river of life, quest for knowledge), the hero weaves his way through obtained through copying or modifying or combining are scattered throughout the current collection, where
which should be flowing from beneath the threshold, a a honeycombed labyrinth of nine comic-book caves, previously embodied forms. apparitions hover (Corpus Resurrectum Est, The End
river of liquid mercury runs across the desert and into imbibing, transmuting, worshiping, and projecting gold of Time is Over, Fire and Ice), supernatural rays pierce
the pushers pail. We may take this as simultaneously a in various iconic forms until, surgically relieved of his The West also had its miraculous images, most (Sins of the Scopo-Captain, Theyre Using Iridology),
satire on worldly addiction and an exemplary image of golden heart, he emerges into an ersatz Elysium, notably the suidarium or Veil of Veronica (whose name and various questers have holes in their heads and
gnostic disembodiment. Likewise, in an early drawing where the golden bird sings, perched on his finger. The means true icon), imprinted with Christs likeness limbs (Skinny Come Back, A Cigar Is Never Just a
containing the legend Et in Arcadia Ego, the giant bar second, Are We There Yet?, is a continuous-action when Veronica dried his face on the Via Dolorosa; or Cigar). His most explicit homage to the image not
appears, suspended from a fraying cord, in place of variant of the same serpentine ascent in which the the Shroud of Turin, supposed to have been recovered made with hands is Veil 79, the last of the series of
the iconic tomb--a graven idol in an American version compulsion to hoard is defeated by an ethos of strong from the empty tomb. But these relics preserved the translucent skulls included in Calaveras Gnosticos.
of the sacred wilderness--yet what the trickster has or irrational spending. The hero, a skeletal Siegfried physical imprint of the features they had touched. A Darker in tone than the others and bearing the legend
just finished engraving is the formula for Schrdigers cum Phileas Fogg, deplaning from his flying saucer with better Western equivalent to the acheiropoieton or acheiropoetos, it is a drawing of more than common
cat paradox, according to which the true state (psi) of his space-bunny Passepartout, makes his way past a image not made with hands is the stigmata of St. ugliness, projecting a brooding, Satanic malevolence
a cat that has been placed in a closed box together guardian dragon, overwhelms his wan alter-ego, and Francis, the five wounds that appeared miraculously rather than the explosive zaniness of its companions.
with a slowly decaying source of radioactivity is a seizes the golden hoard. Dragging his sack behind as the climactic episode in his lifelong imitation of Although the image appears to be three dimensional,
function of both its two possible states, that is, the him, he circumvents the rites of masonic initiation, Christ. In a famous fresco cycle, probably painted by with cavernous eye sockets framing protuberant eyes
cat is simultaneously dead and alive (the title of the whereupon the physical bar is transformed into a gold pupils of Giotto in the Upper Basilica of S. Francesco and a phantom cigar projecting from the simian jaw,
drawing), at least until an observer opens the box. ring. Laboring on, he succeeds in passing out into an in Assisi, the saint in his brown cassock is shown what it represents is in fact a two dimensional cloth,
elysian meadow, where the treasure assumes its final kneeling on the rocks beside his cell on Mount Verna, as we can see from the crab-like fingers holding it
As the symbol of Mammon and target of greed form as a golden bird. The bird is neither substance his eyes fixed on an apparition of the crucified Christ up beneath the costume hat. The visual joke is an
for those who do not know the inner alchemy of light, (bar) nor symbol (ring); it is, in fact, not a thing at all in the form of a winged seraph, who hovers like an elaborate one, as though it were the fact of perspective
gold is the embodiment of the earthly. At the same but the pure act of singing, art as a way of eluding the extraterrestrial visitor, returning his gaze. There is no itself--the illusionists trick of rendering an absent
time, under its eternal aspect, gold is the sign of the archons, of defying all forms of material entrapment- bodily communion, no communicatio idiomatum as dimension--that was mysterious and unfathomable. (At
anti-natural, the stable element that will not corrode or but only on condition that one never stop. Here the in the representation of the wizened Christ-child. The the same time, a second, vestigial set of fingers is just
mutate or bond--properties exploited by the Byzantine religious has nearly eliminated the political, for the quest two figures, one familiar, the other uncannily strange, visible clutching a second, more luminous cigar--source
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of the golden smoke on which the skull seems to float which reappears in synoptic form as WWWWW? They Dead and Alive); summer, the southern ocean of in the drawing of the same name is logically circular,
--a redundancy of hands being ironically apt in an image include the beturbaned magus, the magna mater or strife with its cosmic, sexual, and generational battles since the present--the temporal position abolished in
of an image not made with hands.) virgin goddess (the space-bunny puella as seen by (Squall Line and the Scopo-Captain series); fall, the the compound subject--is immediately restored in the
a Catholic), the bespectacled nurse (perhaps the western desert of spiritual awakening with its mesas predicate. In the drawing the words are engraved on a
For all its hilarity, there is a hidden fury behind Space Bunny as spouse), the oracular Old Salt (later and canyons beneath the vast inane (The Collapse of monumental gold bar, suspended from a frayed cord
such an image. It seems to reflect the rage of an artist the Scopo-Captain, a portrait, or self-portrait, of the the Now; Its Not Our Fault; the cowboy series); and that is just giving way. The setting is the rim of a canyon
unable to escape inherited forms, compelled to compile, artist as an old man), the golden molar (an alchemical winter, the northern mountains of insentience (Thing whose cliffs have been shaped by a river whose course
combine, distort, but always to repeat. Unable to match idol), and most significantly the miniature, skeletal Country and the two precipice drawings in Calaveras). has in turn been shaped by the cliffs. Meanwhile, as
the authenticity of an image not made with hands, his homunculus, icon of tautological, recursive generativity The final setting, the subterranean cave that is the site though mocking such circularity, the tricksters cigar,
imagination keeps fighting against its limitations, trying (although one could say that the trickster himself, given of regeneration, is seasonless and directionless, both bound to the other end of the cord, seems to be rising
to atone for its inability to create anything original. his oversized hands, feet, genitals, and prosthetic tomb and womb (The End of Time Is Over; Fire and Ice; rather than falling, as by rights it ought to do--provided
Perhaps this accounts for the multiplicity of the forms lips, was always already a cortical homunculus). Most Tunnel of Rub; and the two quest narratives). the ends belong to the same cord. Our uncertainty
that populate his fictional world, no two of which speak recently the Scopo-Captain series has spawned two on that score is matched by our uncertainty about the
the same language. Not only are they individually new figures of transition: the anamorphic skull, a For Yarber, the realm of the mothers, the matrix tricksters plight: Is he about to be crushed beneath the
monstrous, but they participate in a promiscuous orgy of concealed deaths head visible only from the proper of art, is a world of shapes, of lines and colors. His falling bar or to escape by casting himself into the void?
misalliances, a general assault on decorum, as one can angle of vision; and ballistic gel, a laboratory concoction images emerge, often to his own amazement, in the The End of Time Is Over (also the title of the drawing
see from a rapid census. Leading the parade is Auxiliary with the consistency of human flesh, devised by the process of drawing, but certain words and slogans are in which it appears) has a differently twisted logic. It
Jack, the grinning trickster--a kind of dclass Baron military to test the lethal force of bullets and warheads. integral to their conception. Among them, a number begins with a moment, or alternatively an event, that
Samedi--compounded from dancing skeletons, Tibetan The two debut together in Why Flesh? Use Gel, where of paradoxical sayings have a special relation to the must meet two grammatical conditions for the statement
cipati, and other personifications of death, high and they are presented by a gnostic angel, dressed like problem of originality. They can generally be sorted into to be coherent--it must be set in the future, and it must
low. Yarber has written that he was inspired by Mexican a cocktail hostess in a spangled sarong, who strides one of two categories. The first, which corresponds to exclude duration--and then presents that moment as
images of death, particularly the satirical calaveras barefoot out of the desert with a tray in each hand: on the myth of endless return, is circular, a variation on the temporally extended and already past. The effect of
(skulls) of Jos Guadaloupe Posada and the translucent one sits a lump of melting flesh, while hovering above serpent swallowing its tail, or in Yarbers iconography the inconsequence is to move us beyond the end-time
skull ornaments of the Aztecs. Nattily dressed in top hat, the other is a cube of ballistic gel through which an the cigar smoking the skull that smokes the cigar (see into a new present from which we look back on the
bow tie, and spats, and sporting a gold tooth, he seems anamorphic head has just been launched. Its Not Our Fault). A simple if imperfect rhetorical end of time. Here the recursion is regressive rather
a cross between an undertaker and a macabre master example is the title Always Already, which pins us to a than simply cyclical; it obliges us to keep taking up the
of ceremonies. In addition to two bulging telescopic All these figures participate in recognizable kind of logical wheel. In the drawing a bullet approaches canceled premise but always at a different place.
eyes, the epistemological correlative of the hypertrophic dramas, borrowed from disparate but identifiable the rear of a gunslingers head, where it will pass
phallus, he often has an apotropaic third eye set in his sources (Hollywood Westerns, Wagners Ring, the Book through the hole already gaping in the center of his By contrast, the glosses that Yarber sometimes
forehead, though sometimes the hole is bored through of Revelation, Tibetan tankas, Mesoamerican masks, brow. The second pattern is linear and corresponds to writes to accompany his drawings are verbal riffs. At
his temples instead, perhaps to permit the voiding of Porphyrys Cave of the Nymphs). Certain figures a kind of infinite regress manifest in all reflexive forms their best, they mimic the monstrous in another mode,
mind. A figure of license and riot, he indulges in various owe their existence to verbal puns: the dashboard through the intercalation known as mise en abyme transposing the theme but making it more accessible.
forms of modern greed, while at the same time acting glove compartment in which a hand gropes for pills (the Quaker Oats box with Gabby Hayes holding up a Like barkers at a freak show, their job is to be clever,
as mystagogue in the gnostic cult of disembodiment. An in Auto-medicate; the contest between the drumming Quaker Oats box). It differs from circularity in that the to traffic in provocation, to offer us diversions. Yet by
eclectic cast of mutants support him in his adventures: native and the drum of oil in The End of Time is Over; movement always runs in a single direction so that the juxtaposing writing and drawing so that each interprets
his soul companion the Space Bunny; the exploding the bathchair chariot, embodiment of the (sex) drive; repetitions, though endless, are never identical. and illuminates the other, Yarber is conjoining two
phallic cigar; the tautological Finger of Index the golden alchemical Molar; the City Taxidermy taxi Its visual representative is the mannikin or homunculus, semiotic systems in a second order communicatio
(manifestation of the invisible hand that governs the company. Even the skeletal hero gets his cover name, a kind of notional clone, formerly associated with the idiomatum, much as the images themselves combine
capitalist market, whence the gold bar attached by a Auxiliary Jack, thanks to an audio system that makes preformationist belief that each drop of sperm contains the popular and the recondite, the colloquial and the
string); the fishing pole (bucolic echo of the finger); the aux the symbol both for the supernumerary connection an entire miniature human, who naturally produces abstruse, the commercial and the spiritual. The gloss
cowboy (avatar and proteg of the skeletal quester); on electronic devices and for the gold he sports in his sperm of his own containing further homunculi, ad is one degree further removed than the image from the
and a small menagerie of Aesopian animals--barnyard, tooth. infinitum. A simple verbal example of the infinite regress point of origin. Thus, even as it inaugurates the work
wild, domestic, and fabulous--who animate the erotic would be the phrase The Thing from the Other Thing of reading, it illustrates the artists own predicament
circus and serve as cosmic witnesses. Along with one The scenic backdrops, of which there are five exploding across the sky in Thing Country. --condemned to repeat, combine, transpose--to let
or two revenants from earlier works, who appear in a kinds, are equally incongruous, though by a kind of novelty stand in for originality.
few of the most recent drawings (hotel bellhops, the Blakean logic each of the first four corresponds to a The two most interesting slogans in the
Hindu elephant god Ganesha, patron of artists), the season and a cardinal direction: spring, the eastern book each turn on a temporal paradox that again For Yarber, the truly new has nothing to do with
most significant additions to the troupe were recruited garden of eros with its bucolic lawns, romantic lakes, demonstrates the limitations on the artist. The Collapse novelty. Its attraction is that it promises to put an end to
for the gnostic quest comic, Irrational Exuberance, and notional roses (Its the Sublime; The Hidden Hand; of the Now Could Not Have Come at a Better Time the present, to be the corpse of the old. The new is not
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Fleshed or boned, they sit or stand, exhausted and When we approach Yarbers work, however, It is clear from the landscape that global fountain of forms, where a virgin goddess with the look
relieved, or else continue to struggle like the central not as self-portraiture but as cosmic eschatology, such warming has accelerated. On high, a Mountie (or of a space bunny lactates streams of excito-toxins as
figures straining to liberate their companions. human preoccupations recede. The Last Judgment is a Canadian pig) texts while sledding, as his panicked a new ugly baby teethes on its golden wafer. Beneath
unique event, an eruption of the supernatural that brings huskies, breaking through the ice, protest, Its not our them two bathmates frolic, while in the cavernous
What is most shocking about the fresco is not time to an end, but in Yarbers gnostic cosmology, fault. Below, the blindfolded trickster recoils, unable to depths a uniformed Aryan Mdchen performs her task
the promiscuous mixing of the nude with the nakedly apocalypse is an episode in an endlessly repeating elude the accusatory Finger. He has thrown away his of inflicting pain, firing bullets into the heart that drives
fleshless, but the way Signorelli has arrested and so cycle. Endzeit is Urzeit; catastrophe is creation; the exploding cigar, but a ring of smoke still betrays him. the cosmic turbine.
effectively abolished the passage between death and parousia is a moment of cosmic rebirth. Apocalyptic Meanwhile, the liberated cigar has rebelled and is now
life. He takes the idea of transfiguration, a temporal shadows appear throughout Yarbers work, and the smoking the tricksters own phantom skull, which, afraid As in all Yarbers work, imaginative exuberance
process implying succession, and freezes the action at Scopo-Captain series in particular features oracles of of being detected, reminds itself it is anamorphic, to is controlled by the rigor of the overall composition.
a moment in time. His use of a static image to represent doom and scenes of eschatological war, but there are no avail. The laser beam emitted by its ash-crowned Bilateral symmetries and diagonal axes sustain a grid of
transition gives us an uncomfortable awareness of four late drawings that seem generically distinct: Its hat is caught and directed back to earth by the floating circles pitched and foreshortened at carefully calculated
how uncanny the concept is. This, in many ways, is Not Our Fault, The End of Time is Over, Fire and Ice, speculum, emblem of reflexivity and back-shaping (the angles. The green crown of the oceanic hat, reinforced
Yarbers ambition as well, but in his work the desired and All or Nothing at All. Each is large and dazzlingly literal meaning of anamorphosis). Only the dogs seem by its watery brim, is balanced tonally by the blood red
change is not from bone to flesh but from the prison complex, its madness diffused through minute to have broken through the prison of reflective forms maelstrom--descending and ascending spirals reflecting
of embodiment to the freedom of privation. Bliss, for details that reward careful reading. In contrast to the and are morphing not back but forward into ghost one another, like purgatory and hell. Encountering such
the gnostic, is aligned with emptiness; the call is not to subjective or autobiographical drawings, which are dogs, disembodied wraiths leading the way toward a picture is like walking into a Borromini church and
renewed corporeality but to the pneumatic repudiation episodes in a larger narrative, each apocalyptic drawing a new immateriality. Its Not Our Fault is a threshold not knowing whether to read the elements as layers or
of the flesh. Beyond that, all of Yarbers images is complete in itself. Together they raise the authority of drawing. It still reflects the plight of the artist-trickster, sections. Conceptually, no less than rhetorically, The
(beginning with the two quest narratives, sequential the collection to a higher level. but it arraigns him, even as art itself continues without End of Time is Over combines the eternal return with
by definition) seem to incorporate motion rather than him. What insight the artist has is in proportion to his the infinite regress. It is crucial that Yarbers apocalyptic
arrest it. Though representations of three-dimensional Its Not Our Fault, the earliest, is a hybrid blindness, and his deconstruction foreshadows the end scenes are always simultaneously scenes of creation.
space, they manage to imply a fourth dimension, not by work, straddling the threshold between subjective and of his ocular career. Once the apocalypse begins, he is His infinite recursions move entropically outward with
suspending movement in the manner of Signorelli, but objective, self and world. The iconography is largely no longer the master but a corpse like any other. ever accelerating speed as though in defiance of
by depicting or, in some cases, enacting it. His acts of that of the trickster series, and important elements gravity; his apocalyptic vortices are exploding novas
auto-medication, as he calls one of his drawings, are have been borrowed intact from Prospect: the gold bar In The End of Time is Over the theme of generating new worlds. Like All or Nothing at All and
strangely mobile. tied by a string to the Finger of fate, launched from the cosmic rebirth is more central. Once again, the political Its Not Our Fault, the objective apocalypse in The
horizon, as well as the tricksters bandaged eyes and target is ecological devastation, and the topical images End of Time Is Over is ultimately reflexive, for beneath
Yarbers skeletal trickster could be one spread-eagled pose, as he balances precariously on are the easiest to gloss: at the top of the drawing, oil their hat the rising waters are vaguely craniomorphic.
of Signorellis unfleshed corpses, who, having the rim of a precipice. But the scale and point of view poured from a drum bores a hole in the ice cap (or ten- Apocalypse explodes within the contour of a giant head,
slept through the angelic reveille and missed the have shifted, and the tricksters ordeal is no longer gallon hat when seen from below), while more oil spills in which the two figures frisking in the bath double as
renaissance, has wandered off in the wrong direction the focus of the picture, but one of three secondary from a puncture in the raft of the naked starlet sunning eyes, while the wound in the heart is a leering mouth.
and instead of a human body has been given the dated events arranged about a massive column, which has herself in the apocalyptic glow. Further down the chain,
swags of a carnival tout. There is a certain poignancy to the oxymoronic appearance of a petrified geyser. an atavistic trickster wearing a divers bell drums as All or Nothing at All, the title of a Frank Sinatra
this portrait of the artist as confidence man. Unlike the The drawing shows Yarbers signature mastery of his native island is swallowed by the ocean. With time hit from 1939, is the poor cousin in the family of para-
figures in the fresco, who tend to gather like dancers in spatial tricks--orthogonal convergence, masking and nearly up, the Everlast anchor (one of several plays on doxical titles. With no temporal or spatial-causal
clusters, Auxiliary Jack wanders companionless. The overlapping, relative scale, atmospheric perspective--as the drawings title) reaches for a sunken treasure chest framework, its borrowed motto is stuck in tautology,
three skeletons cavorting above the radioactive gold well as his skill at manipulating the viewer, who looks of Rolex watches, while the capitalist octopus, a Rolex where, like a scratched record or a quarreling couple,
skull in Pay to Play are not separate beings but the down on the hat of the diminutive trickster but up toward on each tentacle, picks the pocket of an obsequious it can only repeat itself (all or nothing at all or nothing
triune form of a single nature, and the skeletal double the top of the column, which thus appears enlarged. steward. These and other details play on the excesses at all or nothing at all). All or nothing sets out the
who tries to bar the way in Are We There Yet? is no Because of the columns form and the surrounding of a consumer culture that seems to be accelerating as options, while the intensive, but semantically redundant,
more than a projection of the questers own doubts tumult, it looks at first glance like a seismic eruption, it destroys itself and the planet. At their center stands at all (absolutely) establishes a verbal chiasm--a kind
and scruples. Once, in Artist and Model, he seems to perhaps a supervolcano or the cloud from a nuclear a Plotinian fountain mounted on a wounded human of phonic ouroboros. For his show, Yarber takes the
have found a helpmeet, but in a drawing that plays explosion; yet a more deliberate examination suggests heart. Behind it rises a babelian tower, from the top of theme of American Idol and enlarges it to cosmic
with the priority of image to model, she too is only a carved mesa in a visionary Death Valley, so high that which a showering mullah intones an ambiguous oracle proportions. This time, instead of a landscape setting,
constituted by the reflexive act of drawing, so that the its top is covered in snow, or perhaps a flamboyant (The End of Time is Over). By a recursive logic that he mines his own work from the late 1980s, with its
only real companion is the purely notional Space Bunny, telluric pillar supporting a cap of polar ice above an matches the towers spirals, it suggests that the coming divinization of West Coast glitz. The verbal chiasm of
whom the quester chooses from a lineup of identical equatorial mantel of igneous rock. apocalypse will not be the last. Meanwhile, the melting the title is reflected in the breaking of the picture into
candidates in WWWWW?. ice that flows through the shower feeds the regenerative two matching stories.
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The hotel in the upper story is a kind of glass ark, Self-reflection (now conceptual rather than ocular) ends which it indifferently draws in or blows out. A wild circus celebrates its liberation from the body by smoking a cigar
where on stage in the main lounge a zombie Frank as it begins in arraignment and judgment. of flying figures swarm about the upper stories of the and juggling White Drops of emptiness and bliss on each
doles out small change with his left hand while clinging fountain. The curved rim of the backdrop lends their of its three tongues. The second diagonal begins in the
to the mike with his right. Meanwhile, in the lower V. The Triumph of Death motion a centrifugal torque, and this rotary movement upper right corner, where a polar bear spins ecstatically
story, the cellar or hold, a Satanic bell captain and his Some fifty years before Luca Signorelli began produces a second, more troubling illusion: a sense as it clutches a bar of Yukon gold, and then follows the
ring of Hells Angels exact retribution from a pool of painting his resurrected skeletons on the walls of the that the entire image is moving forward, emerging from path of the erotic missiles the Space Bunny is firing
poor tippers shackled to the wall. They also judge and San Brizio Chapel, an anonymous painter in Palermo the picture plane and advancing toward us like the still at the Hindu god Ganesha--remover of obstacles and
discipline would-be performers like the Old Salt (another decorated a wall of the Palazzo Sclafani with a late eye of a dark tornado. Like the Sicilian fresco, Yarbers patron of wisdom, technology, and the arts--jubilant in
artists self-portrait) who, beset by a bellhop attack Gothic vision of The Triumph of Death. Now displayed last apocalypse is organized about a central figure, but his 3D glasses. But the most important axis, a fourth
monkey, keeps playing his concertina. in the Regional Museum in the Palazzo Abatellis, it unlike the mounted figure of Death, the triplex specter is coordinate, is the orthogonal that begins in the depths
depicts Death in the conventional guise of a mounted not crossing the picture plane but escaping out of it. of the cave and, passing through the eyes of the central
What makes this gala so memorable is that skeleton striking down the living with shots from his skull, pierces the eye of the viewer. Figures in Yarbers
it promises to be the last of its kind. As in traditional bow. A microcosm of the world with its classes and Fire and Ice is one of Yarbers masterpieces, drawings rarely return our gaze. Rather than captivate
illustrations of the Last Judgment, the picture is in fact kinds, the garden through which he rides contains a the culmination of the work that began with the by their physical presence, they ask to be read. But
divided into three stories not just two. The same division variety of habitats. In the upper right quarter, dedicated Calaveras drawings and an extension of the series of the central figure in Fire and Ice, like the rider in The
with roughly the same proportions appears in the to the arts, musicians and poets encircle a flowing monumental trinitarian images that go back to the great Triumph of Death, stares at us directly, implicating
identically sized The End of Time Is Over, but the Last fountain. In the upper left, figuring the active life, a Clifton Chenier painting of 1974 and the epiphanic Mao us in its estranged otherness, its pursuit of an elusive
Judgment analogy is now more explicit. In the center young man with a dog on a leash is hunting. In the Enters a Chinese Restaurant (1972), whose antithetical emptiness free from the constraints of time and space.
of the upper tier, traditional seat of God the Father, a lower right, displaying the vanity of beauty and love, a embodiments of suspension and explosive projection--the Gaze long enough into an abyss, as Nietzsche wrote, the
gold molar--the phony idol trooth once worshiped by lady exchanges rings with her maids while a courtier, naked Mao hovering in beatific meditation, attended by abyss will gaze into thee.
the quester on his way through the caves of becoming pierced by Deaths arrow, expires on his knees before angelic acupuncturists, and the ghostly waiter careering
(see WWWWW?)--radiates its false lux et veritas, as her. And in the lower left, the quarter of penitence, toward us with his tray of boiled rice on his shoulder--are Thanks in part to a difference in scale, the
the fountains of the great deep break into the leaky ark. the poor and the lame huddle together praying for here uncannily joined in a single figure. Sign of divinity, fictive forms cavorting in the upper stories seem almost
At the idols right hand, a shiftless Europa, astride her an early end to their suffering. Uniting them all, the the conflation encompasses the familiar opposites of on to be phantoms of the tricksters triple mind. Even
ruttish bull, escapes to the paradise of carnal excess, pale horse tramples down the corpses of prelates and off, yes and no, sublated in a negative Trinity, the contraries fire and ice are more like mental than
while to the idols left, her surf-bum brother pursues and nobles, while the skeletal rider, his face turned though unlike Dantes three-headed Satan at the bottom meteorological projections. They radiate from the two
the White Drop of emptiness and bliss on the curl of toward the viewer, chooses his unsuspecting targets of Hell, Yarbers tricephalic juggernaut is not bound in the sides of the fountain in complementary red and green,
a tongue wave while coolly trying to extract the virtual one by one. The triumph of Death, galloping through ice but potently mobile. If Solar Chariot was an image which correspond to the expressions on the two lateral
tooth (and hold off the breaking tsunami) with the old the entire garden, not only unifies the various groups of the erotic drive, Fire and Ice presents a fantastical skulls. The lidless, maniacally bulging red eyes of the
slammed-door maneuver. Below them the cellars (clerical, courtly, contemplative, active), it also animates image of the death drive, a spirit moving on the face of skull to the left are watching the world end in fire, while
are roiled by the rising flood, and the breaking wave, them, lending them what precious life they have, yet the waters attended by anarchy and chaos. the heavy-lidded green eyes of the skull to the right
shaped like the pelvis of a ghostly Leviathan, gives birth making that life a dream. Without his dynamism, the are watching the world end in ice. Having been voided,
to the irredeemable Sinatra, fugleman for the walking world would be eternally static. Piero gives us a world In the trinitarian conception of history, the the triplex mind is the fountain or first source of its
dead. in marble, forever fixed; Signorelli paints transitions end-time gives birth to a Third Age, the reign of the own visionary world, through which, thanks to the
artificially frozen; but the Sclafani fresco gives us a spirit, whence the half-melted birthday cake with its delicate transparency of the medium, the white of the
All or Nothing at All is the darkest of the world enlivened by Death, where the flowing fountain three toppling candles. Above the cake rises the multi- paper shines like a purer blankness from behind its
apocalypses. The red-gold of the idol flares against and the galloping horse, depend on one another. storied fountain, a replacement for the babelian tower colored veil.
the greens and blues and purples, giving the picture or skyscraper, a fragment of which lies broken in the
an infernal sheen. The attack on the Old Salt, who has In his great drawing Fire and Ice, Yarber too foreground. Composed of stacked top hats receding in Yarber has been a master of movement and
washed aboard from another time and place where celebrates transition, but he conflates the rider and an infinite mise en abyme, the fountain is capped by a of suspended movement from the very beginning.
he may have dreamt it all, is the stuff of nightmare. An the fountain. His central image, an assemblage of winged homunculus, himself an embodiment of infinite The falling figures in his great tondo Skyjob (1969)
old-time performer, whose concertina has the same tricephalic skulls stacked vertically in infinite regress regress, who is blasting off for the world to come. His float even as they fall. The pilot angel of Purgatory
relation to the floor show upstairs as the artist who above a floating birthday cake, is a version of the vertical trajectory, pitched slightly backward, follows one in the Dante illustrations (1970) seems propelled by
draws by hand to the world of computer graphics, he Plotinian fountain of emanation from The End of Time is of the major axes that define the represented space. a mysterious inner momentum, though his body and
is overwhelmed by his own vision. His images have Over, and the three consubstantial skulls are a parody Two other axes, which cross the picture diagonally, are wings are rigid. In the recent work, this ability has been
judged him obsolete and are about to dispense with him of the triune godhead (Holy Trinity or Buddhist Trikaya). likewise canted so that their vertical sections follow raised to a new level. It exploits the eyes tendency to
entirely. As the paranoid trickster in Its Not our Fault Instead of a cigar, each skull clamps in its teeth what the angles of the two lateral skulls. One is defined by deduce a third dimension from the rotation of lines and
was decapitated and smoked by his own cigar, so the seems to be a bubble pipe composed of a tube and an the Scopo-Captains flaming ship, plunging from the corners on a two-dimensional plane and is perhaps
Captain is here choked with his own mental spawn. ocular ball--a prosthetic extension of its pineal eye--on upper left corner toward the disembodied heart, which Yarbers most distinctive gift as a draftsman.
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Like the heart centrifuge in The End of Time Is Over, the idols of modern materialism, but it is no less ef-
the troupe of figures whirling about the skulls in Fire fective at the more personal level he has called the
and Ice create a vortex, which in turn propels the entire religious, where it turns back on itself, mocking the
structure forward. The uncanny image both hovers and belief in representation in favor of a dematerialized or
moves, fixing us with its stare. gnostic vision of translucency and constant change. And
yet the kinetic effect of the central figures that seem to
Following the paroxysm of Fire and Ice, all move toward us as if liberated from their pictures does
passion subsides in the post-apocalyptic dream-space not depend on irony or on rhetorical interventions of any
Yarber calls the Tunnel of Rub, an undiscovered kind. Its embodiment of gnostic alienation and quest
country where the traveler, having shuffled off his mortal is not conceptual but purely visual, an effect of Yarbers
coil, can find his quiescence. A rub, as Hamlet uses uncanny ability to draw figures that simultaneously float
the word (To die, to sleep . . . perhaps to dream-ay, and move. Apocalyptic images of this caliber transcend
theres the rub), is an obstacle, and Yarbers latter- their abstractions, transcend the allegorical meanings
day Prince, navigating his Chris-Craft down the cloacal demanded by the iconography and by the theatrical
channels or up the amniotic stream, must deal with an frames we have been exploring. The interpretive im-
obstacle course of gargantuan breasts and sphincter- perative is still active, but the full power of the pictures
rimmed orifices in his twilit voyage. One of the latest is independent of their interpretation, or rather, so fully
drawings in the book, Tunnel of Rub is also one of the integrated with it, such an inevitable manifestation of the
most hallucinatory--a final attempt to pass beyond the works cognitive dimension, as to eclipse it. The gro-
realm of the mothers, the more disturbing for the sense tesque offspring of two states of mind, simultaneously
of timeless calm. It is also the last installment in the dead and alive, disembodied and mobile, a source of
sequence of caves that have figured so prominently in consternation and a source of wonder, the drawings of
Yarbers repertoire of archetypes, grottos giving rise to Panic Pending are above all a comic performance, a
grotesques. Homologous with the hollow of the skull burlesque of mortification and rebirth; but the laughter
and the socket of the eye, the cave is the seasonless they evoke is the laughter of a funhouse lined with dis-
place of rebirth, at once the symbol of the sensible torting mirrors.
world, which Plato likened to the habitation of a
prison, and of the intelligible world, from which souls,
according to Porphyry, proceed into generation in the
form of naiads or nymphs. The drawing ushers us into
a vast maternal cavity subject to random penetrations-
digital, phallic, mnemonic--all somehow absorbed like
the fragments of a former world. In this case that world
is the book we have just been reading, relics of which
(bullion, toothbrush, starlet) float along beside us.
In the eerie red stillness of the tunnel, these once potent
fragments, together with primal memories and symbols,
begin to compose the post-apocalyptic receptacle out of
which a new world will emerge.
Education
1974 Louisiana State University, Baton Rouge, Louisiana, M.F.A.
Awards
2006 Pollock Krasner Foundation Artist Grant
Teaching
1994- Pennsylvania State University, Distinguished Professor of Art
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Selected One-Person Exhibitions
2013 Panic Pending, (Recent Large Scale Drawings,) Alex Danils, Reflex Gallery, Amsterdam,
Amsterdam, The Netherlands (Publication.) December 7, 2013-January 2014
2010 Irrational Exuberance, (Recent Drawings), Sonnabend Gallery, New York, Oct. 30- Dec.18
2009 Calavera Gnosticos,(Recent Drawings), Sonnabend Gallery, New York, Oct. 17-December 19
2007 Sortie: The Demonological Survey, Kyungpook National University Art Museum, Daegu, Korea
1995 Sonnabend Gallery, New York, NY Nevada Institute for Contemporary Art, Las Vegas,
NV Patricia Faure Gallery, Santa Monica, Ca.
1993 Sonnabend Gallery, New York, NY Julie Saul Gallery, New York, NY
1991 Galerie Faust, Geneva Robert Yarber: Photographs, Lieberman & Saul, New York Robert Yarber:
Artifice and Escapes, The Frank Martin Gallery, Muhlenberg College, Allentown, PA
1989 Gallery Paule Anglim, San Francisco, CA Robert Yarber Paintings: 1980-1988,
Palmer Museum of Art, PennState University, University Park, PA
Virginia Museum of Fine Arts, Richmond, VA
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Selected Group Exhibitions
2013 Miniature Museum of Contemporary Art, Ria en Lex Daniels, Gemeentemuseum, Den Haag
2011 25 Years-25 Artists, Group Photography Exhibit, Julie Saul Gallery, New York, NY
Ileana Sonnabend. An Italian Portrait,Peggy Guggenheim Collection Venice, Italy
2009 Image and (Re)presentation, Art of the Eighties, Magasin, Centre National
dArt Contemporain de Grenoble, Grenoble, France
2008 Digitalia, Intimacy in the Hyperreal. Deborah Colton Gallery, Houston, Texas
Piot Brehmer, Robert Yarber, Samuel Freeman Gallery, Santa Monica
2007 Fall Season, Jack the Pelican Gallery, Brooklyn, New York
2006 Feast, HUB-Robeson Center, Penn State University, University Park, Pa.
The Hedonistic Imperative, Deborah Colton Gallery, Houston, Texas
2004 Art and Illusion: Selections from the Frederick R. Weisman ArtFoundation, Frederick R. Weisman
Museum of Art, Pepperdine University, Malibu, CA. 25th Anniversary Exhibit, Modernism Gallery,
San Francisco, California. Dream or Nightmare: Images of Air and Space in Contemporary Art.
Asheville Art Museum, Asheville, North Carolina
2002 Visions: The First Ten Years. Selections from the Galleria ValentinaMoncada.
Acanto Blu, Palermo, Sicily Arte a Palazzo. Oraziana, Licenza, Italy
From Pop to Now: Selections from the Sonnabend Collection, The Tang Teaching Museum
and Art Gallery, Skidmore College, Sarasota Springs, New York.
2001 Visions: The First Ten Years, Photography, Galleria Valentina Moncada. Rome, Italy
1999 View from the Edge of the World, Marlborough Gallery, Chelsea. New York, N.Y.
G-Force: Art and Gravity Whitney Museum at Stamford, Conn
1994 The World of Tomorrow, Thomas Solomon gallery, Los Angeles, Ca.
Love in the Ruins, Long Beach Museum of Art, Long Beach Ca.
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COLOPHON
Robert Yarber
Published on the occasion of the exhibition
Panic Pending
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