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t the Vancouver Art Gallery, your
immersion into Cindy Sherman
begins immediately. Walk
through the admission doors,
and you are surrounded by eight different
versions of her in a single, wraparound
mural. In one portrait, she sports an ana-
tomically correct baggy beige body suit
and comfy grey socks, holding a Merlin-
like sword. In another, she dorkily pairs a
pink and white floral dress with running
shoes; in her gardening gloved-hands she
holds a bounty of scallions.
These different personas – seven in col-
our, one black and white – share an aes-
thetic and, of course, a model. They are
set huge against a pastoral black and
white landscape: a calm body of water,
large leafy trees, the backgrounds mirror-
images of each other. The monumental
2010 mural – the first piece you encounter
and also the last – is a larger-than-life wel-
come, beckoning.
Step inside, folks. To the carnival that is
Sherman’s imagination.
Sherman, who was born in New Jersey
in 1954 and lives in New York, assumes
different roles and characters for her por-
traits, using her body, her face and most
compellingly, her brain.
This retrospective is her first major ex-
hibition in Canada in 20 years. It includes
some 170 works, includingUntitled #603,
2019, a Sicilian balcony-set new work cre-
ated for the Vancouver show, being exhib-
ited for the first time. The other works in
the show date as far back as 1975, when
Sherman was an art student at State Uni-
versity College at Buffalo and experiment-
ing with her own image.
It is a continuing experiment that has
made her one of the world’s foremost
conceptual photographers; one of the
world’s most influential artists, period.
Sherman famously plays with her own
image and photographic technology to
take on a role and create a fully realized
scene. The works are almost always unti-
tled, so you, the viewer, can come up with
your own story.
She works rigorously and on her own.
She is the conceiver, the prop-gatherer,
the makeup artist, the prosthetic-placer,
the model, the image manipulator, the
Photoshopper, the everything. (One job
she sometimes has to hand off to some-
one else out of necessity is the taking of
the photograph itself.)
You walk through the show and are ex-
posed to her image again and again. And
yet, if she walked into the gallery and
brushed by you, you might not know it
was her. I wouldn’t, anyway.
There is Sherman the young art stu-
dent, naked and bound in electrical cords
that also become bikinis and self-explo-
sive devices in a series of photos,Air Shut-
ter Release Fashions, 1975. There is Sher-
man as a forlorn teenager inUntitled #90,
1981, lying on a couch, her droopy eyes
staring at the 1970s-era phone she had
been hoping would ring. InUntitled #165,
1985, an androgynous figure in a baggy
gingham dress is barefoot and buck-
toothed, perched behind a tree in a dark
forest – looking terrified, but also terrify-
ing. Is Sherman playing the monster
about to pop out from behind the tree, or
the victim, hiding behind it? Is s/he pred-
ator or prey?
InUntitled #216, 1989, she is a crowned
Madonna with child, a bulbous prosthetic
breast poking out, in a photograph that
honours and parodies Renaissance paint-
ing. InUntitled #474, 2008 she becomes a
society woman, a patron posed against
the background of portraits at the Nation-
al Arts Club in New York, dressed in a
sequined gown that screams affluence,
her nails perfectly done, expertly placed
streaks of grey in her coiffed hair, and
glossy lips, which appear to have been
subject to some sort of cosmetic proce-
dure.
Then inUntitled #545, 2010/12 she is
dressed in snow white vintage Chanel,
right down to matching gloves and del-
icate, impractical boots,
posed against the rugged
earthy landscape of Iceland.
Does this sound repeti-
tive? Oh no. It’s fantastic.
A Sherman image on its
own offers a bring-your-
own-interpretation delight.
But the depth of this retro-
spective allows for a rare im-
mersion into her work and
insight into her process.
The show is presented
somewhat but not strictly
chronologically and in-
cludes work from her major
series, includingRear Screen
Projections, Centerfolds, Masks, Clowns, Flap-
pers, Fashion, Fairy TalesandUntitled Film
Stills– the career-defining 1977-80 series
created to look like publicity stills from
movie sets.
There are three segments from herCov-
er Girlseries, each featuring three maga-
zine covers: the original (Cosmopolitan,
Redbook and Vogue), a second version
where Sherman has made herself up to
resemble the original cover model, and a
third where, still in model mode, Sher-
man makes a funny face. The magazines
promote articles such as “How to Calm
Men’s Fears About Women’s Growing
Strength,” and “Orgasm Is Yours If You
Follow These Simple Instructions.”
One gallery holds several works from
herSex Picturesseries, created with dolls,
mannequins and other props. Explicit
and creepy, these works earn their “may
not be suitable for some viewers” warn-
ing.
In the four corners of the exhibition
are floor-to-ceiling photo reproductions
of Sherman’s New York studio.
In one corner, her bookshelves are
loaded with volumes about art, sex,
makeup and more, as well as vinyl re-
cords, CDs, and various bric-a-brac, in-
cluding two ABBA dolls (the men) and a
small framed photo of Sherman and a
childhood friend dressed up as old wom-
en, taken around 1966.
In the next corner, we see Sherman’s
mood board, which includes photos of
early Hollywood starlets, a Jennifer An-
iston magazine cover and a painted image
of Barack Obama.
In the third corner, we see her props –
wigs, prosthetics, a stuffed animal, bins
filled with who knows what? And in the
final corner, another spot in her studio
that is essential to her practice: her or-
ange makeup trolley set against her green
screen.
A Cindy Sherman show of this breadth
would be momentous anywhere, for sure.
But this retrospective, organized by the
National Portrait Gallery in London in col-
laboration with the VAG, feels particularly
important in Vancouver, like it has landed
in the right place.
Vancouver is a ground ze-
ro for conceptual photogra-
phy – home to the ac-
claimed photoconceptualist
Jeff Wall, as well as Rodney
Graham, Stan Douglas, Ian
Wallace and others who
have become associated
with what has come to be
loosely known as the Van-
couver School. It is really ex-
citing to look at Sherman’s
work in that context. She,
too, is a conceptualist, giv-
ing us tableaux that set our
minds on fire.
Sherman’s work was developed sepa-
rately and distinctly from what is happen-
ing in Vancouver, but there are parallels
that exist, if only in the viewing. For in-
stance,Untitled Film Still #37, 1979, where
Sherman poses next to a white brick fire-
place and landscape painting, a stack of
newspapers on a chair next to her,
brought to mind Graham’s The Gifted
Amateur, Nov 10th, 1962. In this triptych,
Graham portrays an artist creating an ab-
stract painting, newspapers scattered all
over the floor, a white stone fireplace in
the corner.
This is work that has emerged out of
different contexts and conditions, but it
shares a zeitgeist.
Still, Sherman brings us something that
is vastly different; for one thing, eliminat-
ing entirely – other than to critique – the
male gaze.
Cindy Sherman is at the Vancouver Art
Gallery until March 8.
AnimmersionintheworldofCindySherman
Theconceptualphotographer,whoassumesdifferentrolesandcharactersforherportraits,
isseeingherfirstmajorexhibitioninCanadain20years,MarshaLedermanwrites
This depth
of this
retrospective
allows for a rare
immersion into
Sherman’s work
and insight into
her process.
Top left: Cindy
Sherman,
Untitled Film
Still #16, 1978.
Top right:
Untitled Film
Still #48, 1979.
Bottom left:
There are three
segments from
Sherman’s
Cover Girl
series, each
featuring three
magazine
covers.
Bottom right:
Untitled #588,
2016/18.
BOTTOMLEFT:
CINDYSHERMAN/
COURTESYOF
THEARTISTAND
METROPICTURES,
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Youwalkthrough
theshowandare
exposedtoher
imageagainand
again.Andyet,ifshe
walkedintothe
galleryandbrushed
byyou,youmight
notknowitwasher.
Iwouldn’t,anyway.
Cindy Sherman’s works are almost always untitled, so you, the viewer, can come up with your own story. Here: Untitled #546, 2010/12.PHOTOSBYCINDYSHERMAN