LOS ANGELES — Charles Garabedian’s work will not be lovely as a result of they depict scenes from classical mythology, however as a result of they render the world of classical mythology actual. I’ve by no means imagined Prometheus surrounded by his personal shit, for instance, terrified and in insufferable agony from having his liver torn out each day. But Garabedian did, and did so with such creative element and visceral humor that he transports the classical to the current day, right here. After tons of of years of artwork historical past fetishizing classical aesthetics, Garabedian’s work remind the viewer that the world of Olympic gods and titans is one that's not good — as an alternative, it's idyllic and savage and surreal unexpectedly. 
Charles Garabedian, “Prometheus” (2011), acrylic on paper, 47 3/4 x 24 3/8 inches (all pictures courtesy L.A. Louver, Venice, Calif. and Betty Cuningham Gallery, New York)

LOS ANGELES — Charles Garabedian’s work will not be lovely as a result of they depict scenes from classical mythology, however as a result of they render the world of classical mythology actual. I’ve by no means imagined Prometheus surrounded by his personal shit, for instance, terrified and in insufferable agony from having his liver torn out each day. But Garabedian did, and did so with such creative element and visceral humor that he transports the classical to the current day, right here. After tons of of years of artwork historical past fetishizing classical aesthetics, Garabedian’s work remind the viewer that the world of Olympic gods and titans is one that’s not good — as an alternative, it’s idyllic and savage and surreal unexpectedly. 

LOS ANGELES — Charles Garabedian’s work will not be lovely as a result of they depict scenes from classical mythology, however as a result of they render the world of classical mythology actual. I’ve by no means imagined Prometheus surrounded by his personal shit, for instance, terrified and in insufferable agony from having his liver torn out each day. But Garabedian did, and did so with such creative element and visceral humor that he transports the classical to the current day, right here. After tons of of years of artwork historical past fetishizing classical aesthetics, Garabedian’s work remind the viewer that the world of Olympic gods and titans is one that's not good — as an alternative, it's idyllic and savage and surreal unexpectedly. 
Charles Garabedian, “You Should Have Looked at Me” (2012), acrylic on paper, 101 x 38 1/2 inches

Charles Garabedian: Outside the Gates, a web-based exhibition collectively organized by L.A. Louver and Betty Cuningham Gallery, brings collectively a variety of work — classical and in any other case — from the final three many years of the artist’s life (he died in 2016), and they’re all splendidly unsettling. A decapitated head served on a golden platter instantly remembers the story of Holofernes in “You Should Have Looked at Me” (2012), however the boy sporting a striped tie and peeping up from a ladder provides a voyeuristic, and anachronistic, factor to the enigmatic picture. “The Eunuch” (2003–04) is equally weird, depicting a person contorted able no earthly human would be capable to preserve. This remedy of the physique as a malleable entity of its personal, lopsided and even putty-like, is attribute of Garabedian’s considerably Mannerist type. Any necessity for bodily logic falls away, yielding to visible pleasures, like how the determine’s bottom echoes the curve of the hill within the background. There is a way of play that suffuses Garabedian’s work all through, permitting the artist to eschew conventions and revel within the richness and the eccentricities of the world he has created.

LOS ANGELES — Charles Garabedian’s work will not be lovely as a result of they depict scenes from classical mythology, however as a result of they render the world of classical mythology actual. I’ve by no means imagined Prometheus surrounded by his personal shit, for instance, terrified and in insufferable agony from having his liver torn out each day. But Garabedian did, and did so with such creative element and visceral humor that he transports the classical to the current day, right here. After tons of of years of artwork historical past fetishizing classical aesthetics, Garabedian’s work remind the viewer that the world of Olympic gods and titans is one that's not good — as an alternative, it's idyllic and savage and surreal unexpectedly. 
Charles Garabedian, “The Eunuch” (2003–04), acrylic on paper, 48 x 61 inches

The unembarrassed high quality of his work is probably on account of the truth that Garabedian got here to his artwork profession comparatively late in life. Born in Detroit to a household of Armenian refugees fleeing the genocide, he first served in United States Air Force, then went on to work for Goodrich Tire and the Union Pacific Railroad, earlier than ever selecting up a paintbrush. In 1961, he graduated with an MFA from the University of California, Los Angeles (UCLA), saying, “Here I was, almost 40 years old at the time, and I was like a little kid.”

As a late-blooming artist, Garabedian was by no means focused on making issues that look like artwork; as an alternative, he gave himself over to his instincts, pretensions, and errors, unafraid to discover and even embrace what others thought-about to be “bad.” He states in a single interview, “The bad — I’m responsible for that and there must be something there. You know, you can’t just dismiss it by saying, ‘Oh, well he said that’s bad, this is good.’” His willingness to continually query and prod at preconceived notions of good and dangerous is what earned him a spot in Marcia Tucker’s infamous Bad” Painting exhibition on the New Museum in 1978, what later cemented his repute as an artist’s artist, and what makes his work so compelling, even as we speak.

Charles Garabedian: Outside the Gates continues on-line at L.A. Louver by September 19.