In Untitled, Wolfson positions his rusty-haired protagonist at the centre of the composition, seemingly gazing at himself in a mirror, but also interacting with the viewer by appearing to look out from the picture plane. By returning the viewer’s gaze we are immediately intrigued by this cheeky character and his bizarre blue world strewn with cryptic stickers and rambunctious rats. The boy appears to be in another layer of the painting, in his own blue-washed dimension onto which Wolfson has distributed his textual interruptions.
Further, it is interesting that the artist would place the figures of rats on top of his artistic alter ego, although this focuses the viewer’s attention onto the boy’s reflection that is looking back at us. The notion of a mirror that reflects the image of the boy is reinforced by the way in which this impudent figure reaches up to touch an apparent surface, physically connecting himself to his reflection. His body language is reflected in the mirror, his knees bent thus emphasising the jagged rips of his torn trousers, evocative of Huckleberry Finn. Strewn next to him is the form of an upside down straw hat, although this image is very obscure. Overall, by including the image of the red-haired boy, Wolfson taunts the viewer with a hidden narrative meaning, in a work that is purposefully ambiguous and arguably senseless.
“[Wolfson] refuses to make his intentions clear: pursuing meaning in the work is like stumbling through a mirrored maze.”
— Dana Goodyear
Untitled is a fantastically chaotic, brightly-coloured computer rendered inkjet print on canvas, meticulously detailed and immediately captivating through its flashy visual iconography. A startling scarlett liquid, perhaps blood, slowly drips down the canvas, perceptibly thick and forming a concave outline around the central image of the cheeky red-haired boy and a leopard print “sticker” that is almost completely concealed. The vivid leopard print of the sticker seduces the viewer, over which the animated form of a flying bug hovers cumbersomely. With a clear knack for technology, Wolfson scatters textual disturbances throughout the image, and includes a large rat in the middle, pulling up a trash can using a metal chain to perhaps feed the three small, young rats behind him.
Further, the artist succeeds in creating layers and depth in the work, despite its initial appearance of flatness. This is achieved by the inclusion of shadows, adding an intriguing element of realism to the work, as seen in the shadows behind the representation of the rat, the winged bug and around the outline of the oozing red liquid, onto which Wolfson also includes white highlights to indicate three-dimensionality.
Wolfson’s oeuvre is both enigmatic and uncensored, embracing whatever comes to mind with no concern as to what other people might think. A provocateur, the artist stimulates the viewer with his imagery, although it is often hard to decipher. Like the red-haired boy, the use of “stickers” in his work is a favoured motif, littering his work with cryptic, and sometimes antagonistic textual slogans. In Untitled, Wolfson permeates his graphic work with small stickers, seemingly pasted on the surface as if randomly, emblazoned with phrases such as, ‘TOUCH IS HATE!’; ‘Socrates was an asshole!’; ‘each time I closed my eyes I asked what Kafka would say about all the shit I didn’t see’; and ‘is death a whore with life’s disease which quacks with cure when pimps may please?’.
Considered by many as the founding figure of Western philosophy and a hugely influential figure on Western thought, Wolfson does not make it clear as to why he believes Socrates to be an ‘asshole’, but provokes the viewer into deeper thought, and amuses through the evocation of confusion. Placing this particular statement next to the illustrated image of a chimpanzee is also suggestive, and is Banksy-esque in his use of monkeys and apes in making a statement on the human condition (see for example, Lot 22 - Banksy, Laugh Now Panel A, 2002). Perhaps Wolfson is Banksy of the digital realm, although distinctly more mysterious.
“I’m no moralist trying to shock people into behaving better.”
— Jordan Wolfson
Wolfson has the ability to shock. Including the slogan, ‘this is the hand i jack off with. Sorry! ;^)’ in Untitled, next to a hand emerging from a toilet, does not point to a wider social or political issue, but has the ability to amuse with this crude humour. Indeed, art gallery director, Emma Fernberger, in the documentary on the artist, Spit Earth: Who is Jordan Wolfson? (2020), commented upon the fact that ‘there’s a part of him that wants to be repellent’.vi Finding the art world conservative and not subscribing to the rules of the establishment, Wolfson marches to the beat of his own drum, attracting supporters and antagonists to engage with his art, whether they love it or hate it.
Joining David Zwirner in 2013, Jordan Wolfson continues to become a household name in America and abroad. His work has been featured in solo exhibitions at the gallery in New York in 2014, 2016, 2018 and most recently in 2020 with ARTISTS FRIENDS RACISTS, which later travelled to London where it was on view at Sadie Coles HQ. His installations at David Zwirner were so popular that he had visitors queuing outside around the block, testament to his ability to trigger an emotional and intellectual response in his viewers.
Significantly, in 2017 he was chosen to participate in the Whitney Biennial, during which he featured Real Violence. His diverse oeuvre is owned by cultural institutions and private collections in the United States, Europe and Asia, such as Tate, London; Museum of Modern Art, New York; and Moderna Museet, Stockholm, to just name a couple.
His work will be featured in the upcoming solo shows at the National Gallery of Australia, Parkes, Australia, in 2021 and in 2022, his enigmatic oeuvre will be on display at Castello di Rivoli, Museum of Contemporary Art, Turin, Italy.