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Contemporary Anishinaabe Art: A Continuation @ DIA

Cressandra Thibodeaux, Fever Visions I ,2023, Infrared photograph

If anything, the photos included in the press kit for the Detroit Institute of Arts’ latest exhibition, Contemporary Anishinaabe Art: A Continuation, don’t do the show justice. To be sure, the kit does include some of the most striking artworks in the show: Cressandra Thibodeaux’s photographic image Fever Visions I, for instance, a color field-like composition of five turquoise discs on a red background, superimposed onto cylindrical hay bales lined up in an actual field. As the title suggests, the piece was inspired by hallucinations experienced by the artist during an illness. Also visionary is Jonathan Thunder’s painting called Basil’s Dream, in which rival spiritual beings — a Thunderbird and a lynx-like Mishibizhiw — shoot some pool while a DJ spins tunes and Ojibwe storyteller Basil Johnston records the scene on a typewriter. Painted all in shades of magenta, the image’s dreamworld atmosphere and cast of enigmatic characters (as well as its “widescreen” format) feel almost Lynchian, though the scene is more good-natured than creepy.

Thunder, Basil’s Dream, 2024 – Acrylic on canvas

 

Gordon M., 1868: Remember Our Relatives 2022 Annigoni paper, cedar smoke

Also in the press kit: Washita 1868: Remember Our Relatives (2002) by Gordon M. Combs, a sepia-tone tableau of rearing horses, teeth bared and eyes flashing, that seem seared into the paper (it was created using cedar smoke). This harrowing image of terror and pain commemorates the massacre of the Native Americans and the subsequent slaughter of the horses and mules of Washita, Oklahoma by George Custer’s 7th Cavalry. The creatures evoke the horse bellowing at the center of another visual chronicle of military cruelty, Picasso’s Guernica.

Morriseaux Punk, Norval Morriseaux, Punk Rockers, Nancy and Andy 1989 Acrylic on canvas

And naturally, the press materials for the exhibition include a work that’s become something of a signature image for the show (it’s on a lot of the gift shop merch): the irresistible Punk Rockers Nancy and Andy, a vivid acrylic painting from 1989 of a big-haired, leather jacketed couple in profile against a bright red background by the late Norval Morrisseau. A member of the Bingwi Neyaashi Anishinaabek First Nation (the DIA cites the tribal nationalities of the artists on the wall labels), Morrisseau was Canada’s best known contemporary Indigenous artist, in part because his biography is marked by the sort of pitfalls, comebacks, and eccentricities that the popular press enjoys latching onto when reporting on artists. However, it’s Morrisseau’s bold, compelling, often narrative paintings — influenced by ancient petroglyphs, 20th century modernism, Anishinaabe, Christian and Eastern spiritual traditions, and more — that justify his status as the “grandfather” of contemporary Anishinaabe art.

George Morrison, Totemic Column, 1995 (fabricated 2024-25), stained redwood, granite base; Jim Denomie, Untitled (Totem Painting), 2016, Oil on canvas, wood

To be fair to the DIA’s publicity department, no handful of images could entirely do right by such a large, rich, and wide-ranging exhibition, which is fine — it just means there are wonderful surprises awaiting visitors throughout Contemporary Anishinaabe Art: A Continuation. The spirit of the show is encapsulated outside the entrance by two contemporary takes on the totem pole. George Morrison’s beautiful Totemic Column is constructed like a puzzle from wavy, interconnected pieces of redwood; the effect feels a bit like looking down into a flowing river. Jim Denomie’s Untitled (Totem Painting), a tribute to his mentor Morrison, is both more traditional than Column — it features the animal heads one might expect to see on a totem pole — and very modern, as the faces of the creatures are painted onto the column in an expressionistic, cartoon-like style (and anyone who knows my love of comics will know that’s high praise coming from me). Harking back to tradition, forging varied paths forward, integrating old and new influences, commenting on past and current events, honoring predecessors: these threads run throughout the exhibition.

Jim Denomie, Untitled (Totem Painting) 2016 Oil on canvas, wood

 

Jim Denomie,  Untruthful 2014 Oil on canvas

As someone unfamiliar with his work previously, Denomie is a happy revelation for me. A large painting by the late Ojibwe artist greets visitors just inside the show. Depicting four figures on horseback, some with mask-like animal heads, it might be mistaken for some variation on the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. In fact, Four Days and Four Nites, Ceremony (2019-20) refers to the journey to the afterlife made by the souls of the dead in Ojibwe tradition. Denomie’s vivid colors and expressive brushwork give this spirit world a heightened, electric feeling. Denomie often brings a sharp, dark sense of humor to his examinations of historical injustices. His other painting here, Untruthful (2014), depicts the Lone Ranger and Tonto astride their steeds (the pair appear in a number of Denomie’s artworks). “You lied to me!” says Tonto in a cartoon word balloon. “Get used to it,” replies the ranger. Denomie said he used color and humor to draw a viewer in, then he was “able to zap ‘em” with the truth.

Heron Hill, Joe Kennedy & Daniel Collazos Baakaani-inaaddizi: Their Actions Are Different 2025

One room here is devoted to some amazing fashion designs. Victorian gothic meets East Coast and Great Lakes Native American influences in Ojibwe designer Delina White’s Woodland Elegance: Four Piece Evening Apparel Ensemble, a silky purple dress and black shawl, with gold embroidery, over a black lacy underskirt. Joey Kennedy and Daniel Collazos of Heron Hill Designs offer a melding of Indigenous and queer styles, including an enviable pair of embroidered Doc Marten boots and matching hat. And Jillian Waterman contributes the astonishing In Case of Emergency Bury Me and Watch Me Grow (2024), an ensemble complete with vest, purse, and gas mask, all beaded with red, white, and yellow corn seeds. Also check out Adam Avery/Naawikwegiizhig’s beautifully beaded hats in the next room, Blooming Hat (2020) and Flowering Moon (2024).

Jillian Waterman, In Case of Emergency Bury Me and Watch Me Grow, 2024

Much of the work on display here, in fact, is three-dimensional — furniture, sculpture, jewelry, and other handiwork, from two sturdy birchbark canoes built by Chippewa craftsman Ronald J. Paquin, to a delicate beaded veil with the phrase I Get Mad Because I Love You repeated across it in white and translucent beads, created by Chippewa artist Maggie Thompson as a commentary on psychological abuse. Dennis Esquivel contributes a beautiful cabinet of maple and cherry wood entitled Out of the Woodlands (2019); its legs are streamlined versions of Ottawa war clubs. A dress-shaped object hanging on a wall — Dress for Nookomis, (2023) — made of fabric and painted blood red with thick black and white outlines, is more than just a piece of Pop art; it’s a liminal thing that “exists between worlds — part textile, part memory, part protest,” as artist Nonamey describes it. The red dress is the symbol of the Missing and Murdered Indigenous Women and Relatives movement, which raises awareness about violence committed against Native American women.

Maggie Thompson I Get Mad Because I Love You 2021-22 Beads, filaments, jingles

 

Dennis Esquivel, Out of the Woodlandds: Standing Cabinet 2019

 

Nonamey, Dress for Nookomis 2023 Acrylic on reclaimed fabric

I’m getting close to my word count here, and I see I’ve done not much better than the press kit at encapsulating the full breadth of this show. I haven’t mentioned the display discussing African American/Ojibwe sculptor Mary Edmonia Lewis’ friendship with  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, author of the fictional Song of Hiawatha. I haven’t discussed Rabbett before Horses Strickland’s sprawling battle scene Right of Consciousness, or Summer Yahbay’s beaded bandolier bag Nmamiikwendis: I Am Proud of Myself (2024), a traditionally male garment cast in shades of pink that makes a good case for the true strength of that color. There are a number of photo portraits of folks from tribal elders to Iggy Pop. (Why Iggy? Because photographer David Dominic, Jr. of the Little Traverse Bay Bands of Odawa Indians respects the rock star for building a diverse community through his music.) And then there’s the short film that closes the show, Happy Thanksgiving (2023), a comedic crime flick about an Anishinaabe youth who comes up with a creative way to get payback after being asked one too many times to celebrate the subjugation of his people. Suffice to say, Contemporary Anishinaabe Art: A Continuation rewards repeat visits. Museums often tend to seal Native Americans in amber, reducing their culture to a collection of artifacts in a vitrine, but this show leaves no doubt about the multiplicity of artistic voices and practices that live and thrive within the contemporary Anishinaabe community.

Detroit Institute of Arts’, Contemporary Anishinaabe Art: A Continuation

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Mel Rosas: La Frontera @ N’Namdi Center for Contemporary Art

An installation image of Mel Rosas: La Frontera at the N’Namdi Center for Contemporary Art in Detroit. Also on view are two other shows — Darcel Deneau: Remnants, and Omo Misha: Whatsoever Things Are Pure. All three exhibitions are up through Jan. 23.

Detroit’s N’Namdi Center for Contemporary Art is hosting three separate exhibitions by Detroit artists – Mel Rosas, Darcel Deneau and Omo Misha – very different practitioners of their craft, and yet each an undeniable colorist with a strikingly personal intensity. Gallery director Izegbe N’Namdi says she brought these three together at the same time because she likes the dialogue they set up with themselves, as well as with the other two artists.

Longtime Wayne State University art and art-history professor Mel Rosas takes us once again to a mostly imaginary Latin America in La Frontera, where his eye generally lands on street scenes defined by deeply saturated colors and, not uncommonly, a solitary pedestrian passing across the canvas, as with Primo Textura, below.

Mel Rosas, Primo Textura, Oil on panel, 24 x 36 inches, 2024.

Rosas’ life, as he tells it, has been an exercise in straddling various lines or divisions. Much of this runs bone deep, perhaps springing from his experience growing up as a half-Panamanian, half-American kid in homogenous Des Moines, Iowa. (He overcame in part by becoming a high-school baseball star.)

This neither-one-side-nor-the-other philosophical orientation plays out in his artistry as well. He’s particularly drawn, he told the Detroit Art Review in 2023, to opposites, as with his highly realistic painting style that, counterintuitively, all the same often manages to convey dreaminess and uncertainty.

As critic Matthew Piper put it in a 2016 Essay’d, “With their luscious surfaces, painstakingly lifelike textures, and subtly surreal depictions of almost-possible places, Rosas’ paintings are portals that offer the artist passage into his Latin American ancestry, and the viewer into a lush and evocative dream world.”

Indeed, passages and openings nearly always figure in Rosas’ work, sometimes framing an impossibly verdant landscape, or the immensity of the ocean itself. But with this show, La Frontera – easily translated, and, you’ll note, yet another line or division – the doorways are mostly closed, as with Primo Textura, or open into an impassable hellscape as in The Four Elements (Fire).

Mel Rosas, The Four Elements (Fire), Oil on board, 8 ½ x 11 inches, 2008.

It’s something of a departure for Rosas. Generally in the past these glimpses through doors and windows pull us into beguiling natural landscapes, but with The Four Elements, this aperture is full of threat and menace. Not to wax too psychological, but if these portals are in their way windows into the unconscious, Four Elements offers up a troubled and troubling vision, indeed.

Rather more enigmatic and possibly hopeful is The Need for Angels, in many ways the most surreal piece that Rosas has in this show. We’re presented with what appears to be a freestanding blue wall that also acts as a film strip with holes for sprockets at top and bottom, all framing black-and-white ads for movies set in large, deep squares. To the left, a giant pink arrow points at the classic image from filmmaker Wim Wenders’ 1987 “Wings of Desire,” with a trench-coated Peter Falk sporting angel wings, standing on the edge of a rooftop. Yet to his left, in case we thought this was all mysticism and reverie, a fire is in full and violent eruption from within a metal garbage bin.

Mel Rosas, The Need for Angels, Oil on canvas, 48 x 72 inches, 2024.

Izegbe N’Namdi says the first time she saw work by Rosas, she was immediately sucked into the piece at hand, landing in her a deeply meditative frame of mind. It’s a judgment the artist might well treasure.

Darcel Deneau, Heading West, Stained glass and found objects on wood panel, 12 x 16 inches, 2024.

Detroit artist Darcel Deneau works in a rarefied medium – constructing large mosaics out of tiny shards of stained glass, as with the current show, Remnants. It’s painstaking, time-consuming work. Moreover, colored glass always runs the risk of being “too pretty,” thereby trivializing its subject, whether fair or no. Darcel nicely avoids this trap by working with urban vignettes drawn from Detroit streets – “throwaway” shots of cars and buses and traffic lights, what you could call your standard city-road view.

A particularly nice example of this is Heading West – looking down Warren Avenue from Woodward toward Old Main at Wayne State. A striped, mint-colored city bus taking up the right side of the frame is reflected in nearby puddles, while a sunset edges, convincingly, from yellow-orange to chilly blue and lavender overhead.

Omo Misha, Brotherhood (The Mother’s Garden Series), Oil on canvas, 48 x 60 x 1.5 inches, 2025.

The third exhibition on display is Whatsoever Things Are Pure by Omo Misha, aka Misha McGlown, a multifaceted artist and curator. (The title comes from a Biblical passage.) Among other positions, Misha – a Detroit artist with a large presence in New York City – is curator of the Windows on Amsterdam gallery at City College of New York. In Detroit, she’s worked with various groups, including the Irwin Gallery on West Grand Boulevard.

Her art ranges widely, but in this particular case Misha gives us a series of fairly realistic portraits of young people. Several canvases are bright and highly vivid. But Brotherhood: The Mother’s Garden Series is set in a landscape of soft green on the edge of a forest. Its subjects, however — little boys dressed to the nines in their Sunday best — are rendered in shades of brownlish-gray, setting them off from the rest of the canvas.

But the focal point of the painting is the doll the smallest boy, right there in front, is holding out in front of himself. The doll is a veritable technicolor feast with rich yellows, reds and greens that sets up a striking and otherworldly contrast with the monochromatic children.

Three shows, Mel Rosas: La Frontera, Darcel Deneau: Remnants, and Omo Misha: Whatsoever Things Are Pure, will up at the N’Namdi Center for Contemporary Art in Detroit through Oct. 30. Three artists’ talks are scheduled, each from 2 to 4 p.m. on Nov. 8 (Omo Misha), Dec. 13,2025 (Mel Rosas), and Jan. 10 (Darcel Deneau).

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