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Megan Wilson, Detail



Carolyn Castaño, detail

Megan Wilson, Detail


Carolyn Castaño, detail



Carolyn Castaño, detail


Megan Wilson, Detail

Megan Wilson, Detail

Megan Wilson, Detail



Megan Wilson, Detail

Megan Wilson, Detail


Megan Wilson, Detail

Megan Wilson, Detail

Many Thanks to everyone at thirtyninehotel! Especially Gelareh Khoie, Owner/Executive Director, Fatemeh Hajiani, Finance Director, Christian Self, Bar Manager, Mike (Habo), Chef, and Robin Smith, Renaissance Man!!! And to Trisha's husband David Goldberg and their son Primo Salim!

Signage Wall by Carolyn Castaño

This Fever I Can't Resist
A site-specific Installation by Carolyn Castaño and Megan Wilson

with assistance and collaborative support from:
N. Trisha Lagaso, curator
Nate Balcombe

Allison Uttley

thirtyninehotel
June 6 - July 26, 2008
39 N. Hotel Street
Honolulu Hawai'i
808.599.2552

Megan Wilson, This Fever I Can't Resist, (2008), installation (paint, textiles -- cut curtains from the sixties and seventies, quilling, pins, sequins, mirrors)

In This Fever I Can't Resist, Carolyn Castaño and Megan Wilson explore the aesthetic and social landscape of beauty and the fever it often ignites. Through large mixed-media wall installations that are part modernist pattern and part tropical explosion. Castaño and Wilson's installations aim to create a heightened experience of sensuality, a psychedelic mind trip, a transcendental state of mind, a rise in body temperature, a lust of the unknown.


Carolyn Castaño, This Fever I Can't Resist, (2008), Installation (acrylic paint, mirrors)

In her wall installation, Carolyn Castaño re-mixes portraits of friends using figurative and abstract elements that are informed in part by the colors and patterns of Tropicalisimo, psychedelic rock posters, hard-edge abstraction and the storefront aesthetics of her native Los Angeles. She is interested in the articulation of beauty, where her subjects may be decked in shaggy hair, and skinny pants with glitter and rhinestones and the graphic quality of commercial textiles, beauty salon illustrations, and mercado storefront banners that represent them. In This Fever I Can't Resist, Castaño re-imagines the Tropics, where the visual geography of LA and it's proximity to the southern Tropics (Latin America ) meets the Hawaiian tropics ( Pacific) in a wall installation that is simultaneously hard-edge abstraction, street tacky, and folk figurative.

Megan Wilson, Detail

Drawing on her interest in the tension between cool Minimalism and expressive Pattern and Decoration, Megan Wilson combines textiles and traditional crafts with her signature brightly colored flowers in a sixties pop style against swirling swaths of seventies' earth tones. Never having been to Hawai'i, Wilson also reflects on her position of outsider as self-mistaken insider. Her early impressions of the islands were informed by watching episodes of the television police series Hawaii Five-O in the seventies. A combination of steamy international espionage on the streets and hotel rooms of Honolulu and iconic images of lush tropics and grass-skirted hula girls, Hawaii Five-O became an exotic fantasy world for Wilson, who grew up in the mountains and plains of Montana. Wilson's work is conceptually driven, however, she uses her decorative aesthetic: 1) to challenge notions by critics of what constitutes as "art" and initiate further dialogue on where the feelings of tension around ornament and beauty derive; and 2) as a point of entry for engagement and deeper consideration of the issues that she's addressing conceptually.


Megan Wilson, Detail


Megan Wilson, Detail


Megan Wilson, Detail


Megan Wilson, Detail

Other projects that I have done that relate to this work include:
Floating Mandala
Home Sectional
The Grass Is Always Greener
Home 1996-2008

Patio
Morning Glory

Night Bloom
Spring

Sunset

The Irresistible Terror of Loveliness