Last night, amid all of the mayhem of opening night in Chelsea, Matthew Marks’s smallest space on West 22nd Street, right next to 10th Avenue, was an oasis of calm at about a quarter to 8 p.m., perhaps because, looking through the gallery’s windows from the street, the display looked rather modest: just a few small sculptures sitting on podiums. Grander spectacles were on offer elsewhere.
On view there through Oct. 27 is the exhibition “Jackson Pollock & Tony Smith: Sculpture.” Those artists would have turned 100 this year. They were friends, and the show presents works they made in the mid-1950s, in the last years of Pollock’s life. Smith molded the concrete in this little piece inside an egg carton. It has the same taut structure of his larger black steel sculptures, though it looks far more fragile, with maybe a tiny hint of 1930s Giacometti. And it still looks fresh, like it could have been made by a scrappy young artist working today. Handsome stuff.
Every Friday, Don’t Miss It! looks at a single artwork on view in New York.