• Jaimie Henthorn - title unknown
• Jaimie Henthorn - title unknown
• Jaimie Henthorn - Haus am Horn
• Jaimie Henthorn - St. Peter’s Seminary
• Jaimie Henthorn - Farnsworth House
• Jaimie Henthorn - Dollouse
• Jaimie Henthorn - Dollouse
• Jaimie Henthorn - Castle Ballone
• Jaimie Henthorn - Casa Rebsamen

I missed a performance, which was probably intense. Strong but coy — a fascinating tension between quiet and loud. Loud is the wrong word—it’s all very quiet—but these bodies are doing extraordinary things in stillness: holding poses, defying gravity, arcing, folding, and inverting. Static gymnastics; a strange, sometimes brightly-colored exhibitionism in empty, perfect, or mundane spaces.

The subjects seem introverted, achieving these things for and within themselves. All turned away, rarely much of a face. If there’s an outward-facing affect here it’s stiff and awkward.

The show feels cold?

A theme of famous architecture, which makes me go, oh yeah, “building,” it has two meanings. Which, okay. Is it about ideal forms? It’s definitley about bodies interacting with spaces built for bodies, in ways that the creators of the spaces did not intend.

The videos feel like an inversion of this premise: the Malibu modernist architecture imposing itself upon the thick, sculpted body, which is weird and on display: something something gender, and our deadening, futile culture of surfaces. Maybe a pot shot at Los Angeles.

Strangely spartan. Just a few images, repeated. One thrice: on giant NFS vinyl, small $300 aluminum, and commodified on an iPad. What does it mean?