New York

Kristin Oppenheim

303 Gallery

Kristin Oppenheim’s confident, Conceptualist sound installations combine an extreme austerity of means and materials with recorded loops of her own wan, hypnotic voice. Minimalism has clearly left its mark on the artist, as, perhaps, has John Giorno’s recorded poetry. In Oppenheim’s most recent piece, The Eyes I Remember, 1999–2000, viewers zigzagged through a maze of white, scrim-covered walls while her voice, sibilant and incantatory as if heard within the mind, issued from unseen speakers. It was difficult to make out exactly what was being said, but as I passed through the labyrinth it sounded like, “She’s very excited, you’ve got her very excited.” Perhaps as a result of my overheated imagination, I felt like a lab rat in an experiment—the cheese being either some aroused “she” or my own implication in some scenario of desire. But at the end of the maze there was no scene, primal or

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