06.01.2017 - 08.15.2017
In their debut solo exhibition, Piedras Vivas, Mexico City-based collaborative duo Tezontle offer works that function between found object and sculpture, cast and form, archaeology, and invention. Revealing traces of their fabrication, the works in the exhibition point to the active and composite nature of national and cultural narratives, history being always as much an aggregate of ﬁction as that of reality.
Enacting a quotidian archaeology, Tezontle collect objects in and around Mexico City, which then ﬁnd themselves variously arranged on their studio’s worktable. These smaller, found objects share space with larger-scale sculptures produced via a manual and labor-intensive casting process. Casting allows Tezontle to think monolithically, through the simultaneously whole and composite, drawing connections between both disparate aesthetic disciplines and cultural generations. The result is geological artifacts untethered to a sole temporality.
Looking to Pre-Hispanic Mesoamerican artifacts and mid-twentieth century Mexican architecture, Tezontle combine these historical reference points in the production of a hybridized culture, one in which excavated and imagined past alike hold sway. Populated by monolithic, geometrical forms equally suited to both ancient and modern aesthetic landscapes, this mixed culture is distinctly Mexican, married by shared terrain. Tezontle themselves borrow their moniker from a reddish volcanic rock native to Central Mexico, ﬁrst used by the Mexica civilization to construct dwellings and monuments, and later by Spanish colonialists who built their own settlements with the rubble of Tenochtitlan. Buildings erected in the twentieth century bore a mixture of tezontle and concrete—that most characteristically modern of materials—as a newly modernized Mexico looked to the Pre-Hispanic past in order to envision a national future.
In Piedras Vivas, artworks disclose their tools and methods of fabrication, intended sculptures displayed alongside empty molds and synthetic materials their organic referents. Like a puzzle, the viewer is led to make connections between positive and negative space, nature, and facsimile, reconstructing the duo’s process as though the exhibition space was an archaeological site. Risco, for example, is a monolithic slab comprised of concrete mixed with an aggregate of imitation tezontle fabricated by the artists. On a shelf nearby, the actual stone sits. Another work, Crater, sees a ruddy, ovoid form in relationship with its mold, a hollow bearing the stains and colors of previous castings. Placed within the gallery, this unintended artwork becomes a sculpture in its own right. Additional molds, used to produce other, absented sculptures, are positioned on a plywood worktable, recalling its correlate in the duo’s studio. Leaving behind dents and impressions like ghosts, the molds evoke history through suggestion and void.
A series of pebbles, both found and fabricated, also play between simulacrum and referent, though now more directly engaging issues of scale. The found pebbles are presented on a concrete shelf, some held tightly together with an industrial rubber band. Displayed in this way, the objects come to resemble magical talismans or ancient artifacts, or perhaps the sort of Mesoamerican souvenirs of dubious origin readily found and purchased in local street markets. Alongside these objects are sculptures cast in pigmented concrete, which echo the pebble forms in larger scale. These Piedras are installed resting upon and held upright by their mother molds, which take on the role of plinths, extending their support outside the studio and into the space and time of exhibition. Mapping an archaeological landscape of their own design, Tezontle yield a past that sits alongside our present, ﬁlling with fantasy gaps lost to memory. If history is the mold through which we fashion our collective future, Tezontle’s work leads us to consider that its aggregates are a mixed bag, and a culture’s monuments those which it resolves to make for itself.
Text by Christian Camacho-Light