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Part II: The 1970s
Revisited
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Biron
on Robert Opel, Camille O'Grady, Jerry Dreva, Robert Mapplethorpe, Gronk, Teddy,
Jorge Caraballo, Clemente Padin, Guglielmo Achille Cavellini and other artists
Interview by Philip
Vincent
Biron moved
to San Francisco on May 23, 1978, from Ann Arbor, Michigan where
in the early 1970s he Came
Out and founded, with a
handful of other graduate students and Teamster support, the Graduate
Employee
Organization (GEO) at the University of Michigan which
served as a national model for other University student-teacher
Unions. Soon thereafter, he abandoned his Ph.D. dissertation on
the
Dada Poetry and Philosophy of Tristan Tzara along with an eight year old career as a college
teacher.
In Ann Arbor, he was also
active in the Gay Liberation
Front, wrote for the Gay
Academic Journal (see: review of Truman Capote's ANSWERED PRAYERS) , became a trained peer-counselor
with the Gay Hotline, and helped organize and manage the Gay Community Services (GCS) Center
-- a non-profit drop-in
social and counseling center that served the Ann Arbor and University
of Michigan gay community.
He published over a dozen
gay articles including a scathing critique of ADVOCATE publisher
David Goodstein's Gay agenda that appeared in Winston Leyland's
GAY
SUNSHINE magazine (San Francisco, Spring 1976). In 1977, Biron compiled and edited
the Lesbian and Gay
Male Directory and
the Youth Survival Guide (with several Gay referrals) which
was distributed free to all public high school students in Ann
Arbor.
From early experiments with
Xerox art in the mid 1960s, Biron actively participated in various
conceptual
and mail art
projects in the 1970s including
a collaboration with Andy
Warhol in 1975 ("Homage
to R. Mutt "). His work appeared in various underground publications
both in the US and in Europe. In 1977, he orchestrated the Mail Art Crime Contest
and
coined the slogan that later appeared
in L.A.'s HIGH PERFORMANCE magazine (Spring 1980): "Art
only exists beyond the confines of accepted behavior."
The week after he arrived
in San Francisco, Biron exhibited in the Lesbian/Gay Pride group
art show, curated by Lee Mentley, at the Gay Community Center's TOP FLOOR GALLERY
located at 330 Grove Street -- a big old rickety warehouse that has
since been replaced
by a concrete
municipal parking structure.
During the summer of '78,
Biron worked for the 'NO on 6' Campaign distributing fund-raising buttons
sold to
gay bars in the SOMA.
He also created his "Heart
Attack" piece on the
walls of the San Francisco Art Institute and his Hastings Man billboard with
cock, at the corner of Hyde and Bush, that
Robert Opel photo documented.
Biron was a regular at the
gallery openings at Opel's short-lived Fey-Way Studios (March 1978 - July 1979)
located,
in the SOMA, near the notorious Black
and Blue bar. Opel's regular
monthy shows featured the very best in leather male erotica including
the works Tom of Finland, Étienne, Lou Rudolph, Rex, Chuck Arnett, Domino,
Charlie
Airwaves, Rick Borg, Mark Kadota, Olaf, The Hun, and the photographs of Robert
Mapplethorpe in one of his first exhibition on the
West Coast.
WHAT WAS YOUR ASSOCIATION
WITH ROBERT OPEL?
LB: Robert Opel was a collaborator.
When I moved to San Francisco in May of 1978, I was still active
in the underground mail art community and exhibited some of my
photocopies in a group show at THE TOP GALLERY at the Gay Community
Center during the Lesbian/Gay Pride Celebrations that year. It
was a great feeling to unpack the car, and have someplace to immediately
display my work. It was also my first gay exhibition.
Robert showed an interest
and in September participated in my GREAT CRIME CONTEST. He also
documented my Hastings billboard zap with his photographs in February
1979.
The following month, I participated
in the First Anniversary Show at his art gallery, FEY-WAY STUDIOS,
located at 1287 Howard Street. I exhibited only one piece -- a
photo-collage based on a 10 year old Polaroid self-portrait. Like
most things exhibited at Fey-Way, it didn't sell. No one expected
things to sell. Everybody was having too much fun to care about
that.
Robert was also a personal
friend and we occasionally hung around together. I never was part
of any group that hung around at Fey-Way. I was not much into
leather myself, but I often hung out in the SOMA gay bars like
the BLACK & BLUE bar with its golden shower tub in its outdoor
patio, across the street from the notorious 8TH STREET BATHS where
the steam room often surpassed even the wildest dreams; the AMBUSH
that sold the best amyl in town from its upstairs leather store;
the RAM ROD, or the BOOT CAMP and a bar where the STUD later relocated,
with there busy week-end back rooms. That was when I wasn't hanging
out on Polk Street with its genial male hookers and hot multi-racial
club boys and working class stiffs before the N'TOUCH became narrowly
identified as an Asian bar.
The Castro, in my early years
in San Francisco, was of no interest to me. Even then, it was
strictly middle class. Interesting people, artists, hung around
in the SOMA where even the streets and back alleys were electric.
But that's a whole other story....
By the way, several of the
bars -- like the AMBUSH and EAGLE -- served as art galleries often
exhibiting the powerful work of graphic artists who idealized
a masculine gay erotica that permeated the SOMA. There was no
artistic pretense whatsoever -- what every artist dreams of --
but a total harmony between the lifestyle of the patrons at the
bar and the subject matter and energy of the works displayed there. "Art = Life" just
like the Dadaists preached some 60
years earlier.
The SOMA gay bars essentially
functioned as clubs that welcomed ANYONE able to cope with the
prevailing energy and this, more than the leather attire, distinguished
them from the majority of the Castro bars. Not all the bars in
the Castro were racist, but that was the general climate of this
area which was slow in changing and still today feels the need
to have a Black-identified Gay bar in its neighborhood.
When the HOT HOUSE baths first
opened its doors on Fifth Street, they threw this wild weekend-long
party. Robert Opel had a invitation and shared it with me. There
was something very generous and open about Robert. Although he
was judgmental about the state of political affairs, I never felt
he was judgmental about his friends. THE HOT HOUSE that week-end
was like a leather fantasy theme park with no closing hours. We
went in Friday evening and left Sunday morning.
WHAT WAS FEY-WAY STUDIOS LIKE?
LB: With Robert Opel as its
director, it was an incredible place just half a block down the
street from the BLACK AND BLUE bar and the 8TH STREET BATHS - two
institutions that attracted gay men to the area in droves and
who would sidetrack to the gallery on opening nights. But when
I said 'director' I was being sarcastic. Robert was more like
a circus ringmaster who keeps things moving with one act after
another. He had a lot of energy, a good heart, and to boot was
quite handsome.
I miss those opening nights.
The receptions were always fun with the usual booze and a good
place to meet interesting people. Robert showed the works of Tom
of Finland, Étienne, Lou Rudolph, Rex, Chuck Arnett, Domino,
Charlie Airwaves, Rick Borg, Mark Kadota, Olaf, and The Hun, and
other artists - all barely recognized as artists in those days
even within the broader Gay community.
My friend Greg Day was a regular
and Rink was there as he was every place else I suppose documenting
for posterity. One of Rink's FEY WAY photos was recently published
in a biography of Robert Mapplethorpe.
I think Fey-Way was either
the first or second time Mapplethorpe's photographs were exhibited
in San Francisco, and to be quite honest, no one paid much attention
since his work was double billed with drawings by the already
quite popular Tom, of 'Tom of Finland' fame.
The SOMA leather community
was definitely at the cutting edge. Gay artists were regularly
exhibited in bars like THE AMBUSH, but it was Robert Opel who
created the first Gay art gallery in San Francisco that openly
celebrated male erotica. Especially hard-core stuff.
In addition, FEY WAY was a
performance space open to anything queer from the rock poetry
of Ruby Zebra to the showing of experimental films directed by
Robert and Bill Moritz.
And there was, as the poster
proclaimed, the first West Coast performance - direct from New
York's MINE SHAFT - of Camille O'Grady. Camille was an extraordinary
artist, an attractive leather woman who when she lived with Robert
did a fantastic drawing of him dressed in leather with these large
angelic wings that was used to publicize FEY WAY's first anniversary
show. It was gay SOMA's golden age!
WHAT WAS THE IMPACT OF
ROBERT OPEL'S DEATH?
LB: It was tremendous. Robert's
murder in July 1979 was a great personal loss and totally unexpected.
As I said, he was a friend and a sympathetic collaborator who
understood the essentially political nature of art. This was before
AIDS, so I wasn't accustomed to a young friend dying - especially
in a brutal murder. It stopped me dead in my tracks as far as
my art projects were concerned. That was the end of my mail art
stuff and my art attacks. It had been great fun, and I just didn't
feel like playing anymore.
His death was catastrophic for the Gay community as well. Robert's
charisma was the nucleus around which a hard core of high energy
artists gathered. Think of it as a Gay beehive with Robert as
the Queen bee. We were
all dazed by the brutal murder as we went own separate ways. There was some talk
of keeping
the gallery open -- only talk. After FEY WAY STUDIOS closed,
the bars went up across the windows and THE BALLOON LADY eventually
moved in.
Of course, Robert will be best remembered for having streaked
the 1974 Academy Awards on live TV when David Niven was at the
podium. (For details, see Jack Fritscher's 1995 HONCHO Magazine
interview at http://jackfritscher.com/fr12004.html) I'd rather remember him for his Anita
Bryant Look-Alike Contest or his his last major project - his
Dan White mock execution which was as controversial a piece
of theater within the Gay community as was Robert himself. Unfortunately,
he was the one executed: tied up in his studio and shot in the head - all for
$5.
Coming Out takes on a whole
different meaning when I think of Robert Opel. Uncompromising
and unapologetic, he blurred the lines between art and life as
he traveled beyond the confines of accepted behavior. Harvey Milk
and then Robert Opel both killed within a few months. As Dylan
said: the times they were a changing.
WHEN DID YOU GET STARTED
WITH MAIL ART?
LB: When I shared an apartment
in Ann Arbor with Tom Dorrien who published the mail artzine CHEAP
TRASH. Actually, I got him interested. I was already doing conceptual
pieces like the first Joint-Assisted Ready-Made with Andy Warhol
in 1975.
Nothing serious, I was no
Ray Johnson. I was just having fun with a bunch of "pen pals" across
the United States and Europe who exchanged art through the mail. Then, I met
others in Ann Arbor like Warhol who was
on tour promoting his autobiography. That's what attracted me
to it, people having a good time, not taking their work too seriously,
yet still functioning as serious artists. That may sound contradictory;
it really isn't.
WITH WHOM DID YOU COLLABORATE?
LB: I was in contact with
artists like R. Mutt, Opal L. Nations, S HITchcock, Cavellini,
John Bennett, Tinkerbelle, Diana Peipol, Jerry Dreva, and in L.A.,
Gronk and Teddy.
The 1970s was a very creative
period. There were all kinds of exchanges: letters, cards, collages,
stamps, photocopy and rubber stamp stuff, slogans, contests, and
zines. Great fun!
For example, Jerry Dreva's
August 3, 1978 guerrilla performance in South Milwaukee borrowed
my slogan: "Art only exists beyond the confines of accepted
behavior" from The Great '78 Mail Art Crime Contest and incorporated
it into his own art project that was featured in the Spring 1980
issue of L.A.'s HIGH PERFORMANCE.
Jerry documented his Heart
Attack piece with photographs, an illustrated article from the
local press, and a copy of the official South Milwaukee police
report and sent me a full set of the documentation. In turn, I
duplicated Jerry's Heart Attack piece in San Francisco using the
heart stencils he had mailed me from South Milwaukee along with
a list of the spay paint colors. That's how it went: organic collaborations.
You took an idea - it didn't have to be your own - and ran
with it.
In March 1978, Dreva came
to L. A. for a major show with Gronk at the Contemporary Exhibitions,
at 240 South Broadway: "Dreva/Gronk 1968-78 TEN YEARS OF
ART/LIFE."
I still have a "Dreva/Gronk
68-78" commemorative button created for that exhibition.
In exchange for something I mailed out, Gronk sent me - folded
neatly in an envelope - an extremely fine pen and ink figure drawing
on a plain white cotton handkerchief. Now, nearly twenty years
later, these Gronk handkerchiefs are sold in art galleries for
$1,000 each. The Mexican Museum at Fort Mason had an excellent
20 year retrospective of Gronk's work several years ago. (For
Dreva's reported death in March 1997, see --> http://colophon.com/umbrella/newlit_artbooks.html)
WAS THE MAIL ART MOVEMENT
GAY?
LB: Have you ever heard of
one that wasn't?
Of course, it wasn't exclusively
Gay, if that's what you mean. There were certainly other Gay mail
artists around. I didn't know any Lesbians although I had contacts
with female artists like Diane Peipol, a friend in Ann Arbor who
eventually moved to Chicago where she made a name for herself.
In the circles I was involved in, there was plenty of Gay energy.
Yet, I don't recall that gayness
was ever a topic of discussion. Certain projects were obviously
intended to exclude the homophobes, and I'm fairly positive we
succeeded in doing that. However, I don't recall any collaboration
which clearly drew the line between gay and straight. But my Hastings
Man billboard could not be misconstrued in this regard.
Teddy, a Chicano performance and Xerox artist based in L.A., was
the most Out within the Mail Art movement that I knew. One year
I received this marvelous colored Xerox Valentine of himself in
full drag.
A group of L.A. Chicano artists
who banded together as the BUTCH GARDENS SCHOOL OF ART presented
in 1979 "La Historia de Frida Kahlo" in which Gronk
performed a musical number and danced with Teddy dressed in drag
with high heels and strapless gown.
The publicity flyer showed
a picture of Frida Kahlo's across which was rubber stamped my
slogan: "Art only exists beyond the confines of accepted
behavior" which in a more esoteric interpretation suggested
the need for significant political action such as Coming Out.The
slogan was picked up by many artists not all of whom were Gay
who saw its more obvious meaning as being directed against conformity
within the art community.
The BUTCH GARDENS SCHOOL OF
ART also included Eddie Dominquez, Harry Gamboa, Gilde Montez,
S. Zaneta, Kosiba, and Vargas whose activities and sexual proclivities
I know nothing about but here are their names on this program
I found in my files.
It amazes me now how speculating about people's sexual tendencies
was of little interest to me in mail art when it so important
in other contexts. It's probably because we Gays clearly made
our presence felt. We never experienced discrimination from within
the movement that would have required us to band together. The
fact we had no need to protest suggests that the mail art movement
was pretty cool and laid back in the `70s.
WHAT ABOUT ROBERT MAPLETHORPE?
LB: Not much to report. I
know he was at least marginally involved with the movement. My
only contact with Robert Mapelthorpe was with the Great Crime
Contest.
WHAT WAS MAPLETHORPE'S PARTICIPATION
IN THIS CRIME CONTEST?
LB: The Great
Crime Contest took place in September 1978 and involved
100 artists from throughout the United States. Aside from that, there's
little
I can add because
the contest's rules stipulated that in order to protect the participants,
no documentation would be published or otherwise released.
I've never discussed the contest
and if any information on it ever comes out, it won't be from
me. The crime contest is part of Mail Art's underground, its unwritten
history that belongs exclusively to its participants and is the
movement's only protection against total exploitation from without.
This sort of thing has nothing to do with creating an elitist
mystique and everything to do with keeping the energy alive much
like Marcel Duchamps' thundering silence did for Dada.
IS MAIL ART ANARCHISTIC?
LB: Sometimes, but the premise
on which it rests is the old Dada maxim: Art = Life. So,
Neo-Dada Mail Art is fundamentally conceptual.
Dada and Futurism are the
direct sources for much of today's so-called avant garde: all
those performance and conceptual artists.
The Dadaist were primo intellectuals
who focused on the creative process - the spirit with which
one does things rather than on the material artistic product -
the tangible goods such as drawings, paintings, sculptures - what
people usually associate with art and can be sold in the capitalist
marketplace. Consequently, Dada's affinities are more spiritual
than materialistic. One only exhibits and buys and sells the traces
of the creative energy. But tell that to a capitalist who only
sees reality as marketable product -- coinage for the elite --
greatness by association. Museums -- modern day churches. Speak
softly and do not touch. You are in the presence of the divine
-- a $20 million painting donated by a philantropist who sucked
every penny from the exploitation of those middle class masses
-- the new proletariat devoid of any class affiliation.
Since Mail Art, like Dada, involved consciousness raising, it
could, at times, be quite political. For example, in 1978, Geoffrey
Cook organized an international letter writing campaign from San
Francisco that lead to the release of Jorge Caraballo and Clemente
Padin - two prominent Uruguayan mail artists who were missing
and unaccounted for in Uruguay for nearly a year.
Senator Cranston followed
up on the request and in a letter to me dated October 31, 1978,
reported that investigations conducted by the U.S. State Department
in Montevideo confirmed that Caraballo had just been released
on bail and Padin's release was imminent. Our mail art blitz had
worked.
HAVE YOU MAINTAINED YOUR
MAIL ART CONTACTS?
LB: It all depends on how
you spell it. [Laughs] Actually, I've had nothing to do with correspondence
art, mail art, since Robert Opel died in 1979. However, I did
attend the SAN FRANCISCO INTER-DADA 1984 FESTIVAL, sponsored by
the Canadian Consulate and the Goethe Institute, which featured
a series of well organized events including a Mail Art show, a
Dada Parade in SOMA, a reading of Tzara's poetry and manifestos
at Hotel Utah, a dance contest and a fashion show at the Victoria
Theater, and a series of lectures, and a Midnight Scream at the
Emeryville Mud flats.
The Festival allegedly done
in the spirit of Dada was too focused on the past and had little
new or interesting to offer. It served as a showcase for some
of the old-bananas preoccupied with their historical lineage to
Dada and all that. Old Dada, not Neo-Dada. I suppose I could be
accused of doing just that right now. So rather than reading about
all this why don't you go out and do something instead.
Anyway, the serious linear
tone of the festival made attempts at spoofing fall flat. And
the participants were a little too straight for my own taste -- straight
machismo and hetero-coupling -- a combination I particularly find
repugnant.
So it was more of a conference
than a festival with lots of pseudo-intellectual overtones. What
can you expect when the Goethe Institute is sponsoring slide shows
and German avant-garde films that promote the Motherland's contributions
to Dada.
It proved to be great aversion
therapy for I haven't been interested since. So now you know how
I got cured of the illness known as Mail Art.
IF MAIL ART IS IN THE PAST,
WHY DO YOU WANT TO DISCUSS IT NOW?
LB: That's a good question.
First, it's important for Gays to know how in all ways - even
minor ones like this - we Gays have been influential and have
made a difference.
Another reason is that I've
had more time to organize my papers and be more introspective
since I've been unemployed for some time now. And, after nearly
20 years, perhaps it's a story finally worth telling.
WILL MAIL ART SURVIVE?
LB: If it's not already dead,
sure why not? But who cares? Mail Art is or was about having fun
and has involved all kinds of people. It's democratic and open
minded.
Back in the late '70s, they
estimated that some 10,000 to 20,000 people had already participated
in the Mail Art movement since 1962 when Ray Johnson created the
New York Correspondence School.
I want to clear something up. I did not personally have any contact
with many of the major players like George Brecht, Ray Johnson,
Joseph Beuys, Yoko Ono, George Maciunas, and Dick Higgins. However,
I knew more or less what they were doing. However, I did collaborate
with Cavellini in Italy quite extensively.
WHO WAS CAVELLINI?
LB: Gueglielmo Achille Cavellini
was a master showman, the Sol Hurok of Mail Art, who just happened
to own a chain of supermarkets in Italy. So, Cavellini had lots
of money to pursue his projects.
In the '70s, he produced some
of the slickest stamps and some of the best internationally collaborative
mail art exhibitions and catalogues in which I participated. He
spared no money in his playful, well orchestrated quest for fame.
Cavellini masterminded the
worldwide distribution of tens of thousands of brightly printed
round plastic stickers advertising his Centennial Exhibition at
the Ducal Palace in Venice from September 7 through October 27,
2014. These stickers are still occasionally posted around in the
upper Haight. The opening night reception at the Ducal Palace
less than 15 years away is one party I'd like not to miss. (For
more on Cavellini--> http://www.cavellini.org)
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END OF PART II
Part II : The 1970s Revisited:
Biron on Robert Opel, Camille O'Grady, Jerry Dreva, Robert Mapplethorpe,
Gronk, Teddy, Jorge Caraballo, Clemente Padin, Cavellini, and
other artists. Lionel A. Biron 1996 © All Rights
Reserved.
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Part I: The
Invisible Closet: on Coming Out as a Photographer
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