Lines and Cracks and Zebras and Horses

By Michael Genovese

$ 25.00

96 pages, fully illustrated
8.25 x 6 inches


The title of Michael Genovese's exhibition, Lines and Cracks and Zebras and Horses, draws in part on a colloquial aphorism — “when you hear hoof beats behind you, don’t expect to see a zebra” or “when you hear hoof beats, think horses, not zebras” — which typically is understood to evolve from the principle of Occam’s (or Ockham's) razor. Attributed to the 14th century logician and Franciscan friar William of Ockham, the principle states, “Pluralitas non est ponendasine necessitate,” or “Entities should not be multiplied unnecessarily.”

Drawn from disparate, often familiar or banal moments oflines and cracks, the delicate, quiet sculptural interventions reconsider and combine occurrences as varied as a crack inthe artist’s kitchen floor, a damaged mihrab from 12th century Iran, a varicose vein, a line from a CAPTCHA (those computer tests that determine ahuman is using the site, not a machine), the seam line of an Ancient Greek horse head sculpture, and the stress fracture from a brick building in Compton.

“Lines and Cracks and Zebras and Horses”: in that grammatical setup, seems to parallel lines with zebras, cracks with horses. Following the logic above, this would suggest that “lines” are the less empirically likely to be the right theory, while “cracks” the better assumption in similar situations. This is a reverse of expectation, combining the common connotations of all these, one would expect to find the zebras in the cracks, and let the horses follow the lines. However, the parallel is notstrictly correct; rather than a comma between the couplets, Genovese connects them with the same conjunction, “and,” making them technically a list of equivalent things. Perhaps lines aren’t the best or shortest ways between objects or places, perhaps they separate rather than connect parts.Perhaps cracks show richness formerly hidden, reveal depth where there was only surface, or function as a suture point that holds things together with true delicacy and vulnerability.

Featuring an essay by Shamim Momin.