Los Angeles

Buzz Spector

Roy Boyd Gallery

One thing you can say for Buzz Spector is that he does his homework. The bummer is he hangs it in galleries and calls it art. The problem is not that Spector’s work is overly smart, or that he approaches knowledge as power (knowledge as value, privilege, security, boredom); what’s irritating is the way he treats that power—like a teacher’s pet, he deftly blends reverence and opportunism. Evoking the solemn certitude of a bible-study meeting, his latest show dutifully recites chart-topping art-world catechisms—we’re invited to sing along to our favorite hymns about the loss of the original, the debunked myth of authenticity, and the text’s inescapability. Such themes don’t serve as backdrops for Spector, as vast bodies of writing generally related to the specific ideas that animate his art; rather, they’re given the entire stage, replacing actual thinking with the widely celebrated image

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