
Jack Zajac
Felix Landau Gallery
Zajac has abandoned the tortured figures and sacrificial goats that have become his hallmark. He has retained only the ram’s skull and broken horn. The animal no longer excites our pity but rather our awe. The bones have grown to the dimensions of dinosaur remains. His work has become monumental without being totemic, objective without being impersonal. He has gained in seriousness. Despite the sculptural excellence of earlier work, it often had about it an aura of romantic self-indulgence, a tendency to mannerism, and a reaching after effects that was theatrical.
Now we are faced with calm. It is the substructure of the earlier work stripped of the mask of figuration. They stand as the organic remains of a powerful life overcome by a still more powerful death. They are serious and important in their aspect, they have no need of being symbolic or of cozening us along a path of association, rooted, as they are, in nature. They do not even inspire the usual chain of derivation. Only Henry Moore comes to mind and Zajac goes even further than him in suppressing analogy. The work is mature. Even if Zajac returns to the figure he will have profited from this journey.
