New York, New York
Here in the densely populated tumblr wilderness, oft we seek the matchbook igniters to lead us through the mire. Peter Sutherland is one such flicker, and moving through his blog is like a gauzy golden hour roadtrip through Arches when you’re just a tiny bit stoned. He’s a myth-maker whose oeuvre moves from photography to video to a vinyl overlay on an amethyst geode and then to a giant pyramid of bumper-stickered Nalgenes.
Inspired by the open road and all of the striking and horrifying things a lone wolf might stub his toe on out there, Sutherland’s work is comprised of the lifeblood of nomadic American iconography – burnt-up Chevy skeletons dolorous with weeds, sprays of light on craggy ochre cliffs, abandoned Shell station-cum-skateparks, the wide blue sky.
Yet underneath this imagery is a work that is rife with the rebellion of a sub-cultured millennial — the threat of economic apocalypse and ravaged landscape that has us wanting to slough our parents’ advice and reimagine ourselves as fuck-it-all back to the land rattlesnakes. Sutherland’s work is imbued with the freedom of a youth not yet abandoned, where skateboarders, surfers and nerdy cool kids stand as sentinels of a new freedom, lauding proudly the barbs and colors of a reclaimed Americana.
For Atelier Ace Issue — our new series of limited edition art prints — we asked Mr. Sutherland to envision a print for us to share with our extended family.
New Amsterdamers can find Peter Sutherland and other artists we admire at The New York Art Book Fair, opening tonight at MomaPS1.