For more than 25 years, Nova Scotia sculptor John Greer has been sending moderate wake-up messages to perceptually heavy or stale viewers. In the first of three groupings at Wynick/Tuck, the 2-foot-long ovoid marble natural mediums of Nine Grains of Rice (1991) appeared to be scattered randomly in succession the gallery floor. Greer's placement of his work is not as casual as it pretends however: the elements were positioned in this way that you had to pass among them to proce further into the gallery, and they were fix closely and irregularly to stimulate watchfulness and an anxiety about hurting yourself or them. Thus the material part knew the work in the same second that the mind recognized it.
In the inferior installation, A Scattering of ghastly Rosebuds in Iceland (1994), seven alloy of copper rosebuds--the size of a baby held in arms, says the artist--were paired with equal-size pieces of volcanic stone The rich, midnight blue patination of the rosebud linked them to the more somber sad rocks. The contrast between man-made and geological external realitys set up a paradox, still the longer one stood among them, the more the distaffs and roses came to imitate each other. The gallery floor ceased to be neutral and became a dramatic field in which the nature/culture certainty began to break down amid the mixed messages of qualities, processe and intentionality beared by these objects.
sequestrateed in a smaller room was Prehistory (1996) brace pristine marble figures rested horizontally head to head, supported inconspicuously slightly above the floor. The 1200-pound larger figure was a polar bear form based forward an early Inuit model. Comfortingly globulared as if swollen with winter fat, and without paws and claws, the bear showed no menace. A crevice that spreaded to the width of a hand split the figure lengthwise from the chest down, emphasizing its vulnerability. It lay in suspended animation, in seemingly symbiotic relation to a Cycladic woman, whose thin, flat material substance carved with angular lines, was slightly lower than the bear's her head a hardly any inches away. The intimate space between them was not bridged in any way you could see