Seems to make years just disappear
At Sprüth Magers gallery, “Bridget Riley: Painting Now” brings together 17 paintings the British artist made over the last 10 years and six from the 1960s, when she was just getting started as an artist and, incidentally, when she had her last solo show in Los Angeles, 53 years ago.
That’s a long time. But time shrinks — nearly disappearing — in the four smartly installed galleries, where Riley’s exceptionally efficient abstractions transform Southern California sunlight into an immersive experience of highly concentrated — and endlessly expansive — fascination.
In the first of two downstairs spaces, a trio of large, horizontal oils on canvas from 2014 — in a lovely palette of lavender, peach, gold, turquoise and orange — is flanked by a small blackand-white stripe painting from 1961 and stunning square painting from 1967.
The two paintings from the 1960s are so different from each other that Riley’s more recent threesome looks as if it’s the bridge that links them.
Chronological time gets tossed out the window. The manner in which historians make sense of an artist’s development — in terms of progression and advancement — is also dispensed with. Riley replaces such conventional narratives with experiences of intensification and depth.
Something similar transpires in the adjoining space, where four blackand-white works reveal what Riley has done with structure from 1965, when she painted “Descending,” to 2016, when she painted “Divertimento.” The same no-nonsense directness animates each abstraction, but the anxious hyperactivity of the former dissolves into the stimulating serenity of the latter.
The colors of Riley’s newest works, come from “Vapour 2,” a vertically striped painting from 2009 that hangs alongside them. Their structure harks back to two diamond-shaped compositions from the early 1960s, which round out the installation. Past and present commingle in Riley’s spare yet generous works.
Riley’s career is living proof of her own engagement with her surroundings, both external and internal: a deepening and maturing that strips away inessentials to come face to face with quietly dazzling moments of pure pleasure.