September 5th – October 5th
Opening Reception: Thursday, September 5th, 7-10pm
For a full list of available works please contact the gallery at firstname.lastname@example.org
Sandy Kim is one of those artists who gets a lot of hate on the internet. By “hate” I mean a form of dot-eyed text-based hysteria that can only exist when someone solely interfaces with the world through a blog without fear of interpersonal reality. Sometimes these rants reveal rage fueled by a rather boring sadness: “I hate Sandy Kim, and sure, maybe its just because I want to be famous for taking photos of me having period-blood sex with my hot musician boyfriend.” This otherwise pathetic comment actually has its finger on the pulse of what’s interesting about her work—why people love and hate it—it’s that Sandy Kim loves living her life. Her photographs are a by-product of having a good time. It is not their focus. That Kim has an innate and playful understanding of light, color, and composition matters only to the extent that it allows her to make images conveying something of what she feels.
Taken as a collection, her photographs show a specific way of being, one possibility for inhabiting in the world—the potential embodied at any given moment by the people and places around her. What enrages some spectators is that her images say: “I’m doing what I want, and so can you!” That the people in her photographs are themselves interesting artists makes sense because people find each other, creating “artist families,” (one day a major retrospective book from this period could be called FAMILY ALBUM.) Sandy Kim is one of those photographers whose importance will become increasingly apparent with time, when the immediate jealously of those not invited to the party fades, and the talents of her generation—the artists, writers, musicians that surround her—begin to fully flower.-Jarrett Earnest
Opening Reception photos courtesy Purple Fashion Magazine
Press:The Bold Italic IS SANDY KIM HAVING MORE FUN THAN EVERYONE ELSE? (NSFW)
I love a press release that starts by talking about how much an artist is “hated.” Ever Gold Gallery, which represents native San Franciscan and visual provocateur Sandy Kim, makes no bones about the fact that Sandy likes to rile people up with her work. Her candid, sexual shots of the band Girls, of her girl friends, and of general cool kids in various states of doing cool things, generates plenty of scowls from people not into her eroticized urban aesthetic.Or, as Ever Gold puts it in the press release for her solo show there this month, “Sandy Kim is one of those artists who gets a lot of hate on the internet … Sometimes these rants reveal rage fueled by a rather boring sadness: ‘I hate Sandy Kim, and sure, maybe it’s just because I want to be famous for taking photos of me having period-blood sex with my hot musician boyfriend.'”
But, like Terry Richardson and Ryan McGinley (who also has a solo show in SF this month at Ratio 3), the attraction to her artwork lies in the viewer’s attraction to the lifestyle it portrays, whether that lifestyle comes from a real group of fearless, naked, and attractive twenty-somethings or posed photos made to generate that vibe. And personally I like the way her work doesn’t soften to criticism, it moves boldly beyond it to continually earn new rabid followers.
The big opening party for Sandy’s solo show is tonight (Thursday) from 7-10 p.m. at Ever Gold Gallery in the Tenderloin. Her work will be up through October 5, but if you’re going to go, I recommend opening night – when the party will be populated by a similar mix of the hot men, hot women, and hot messes she captures so vividly on film.
7×7 Magazine Fall Arts Preview:
“Photographer Sandy Kim doesn’t hold back when it comes to capturing unpolished nudes, gritty sex scenes, and candid youth. Kim’s signature brand of shock and awe street photography meets portraiture in her third unfiltered solo show at Ever Gold gallery….not for the fair of heart.”
If you live in San Francisco and like photography, topless girls, or having a good time, you have only one place to be tonight: Sandy Kim, who takes great photos in the process of documenting the kind of carefree life your parents always worried you’d have, is having an art show at the Ever Gold Gallery. She’ll be showing all new work, much of which features the aformentioned topless girls (and some dudes, for you girls and you, ahem, San Francisco men). Sandy’s been taking photos for the magazine for awhile, so she has our stamp of approval. If you need more encouragement, take a gander at these images she sent us that serve as a preview of the show. C’mon, San Francisco! It’ll be fun!
SF Guardian Fall Arts Preview:
Sandy Kim’s hot, post-Vice photographs mine the now-familiar tropes of confessional, in-your-face documentary much better than most. Her flashy work communicates an immediacy and offhand confidence along with great attention to color and texture.
SF Weekly Fall Arts Preview:
Sandy Kim‘s photos would make great ads for Levi’s, if her friends wore pants. In them they hang out, have messy sex, drink and get high, and puke. They are the cool kids. They are with the band. One pic of dozens of Kodak rolls scattered between her Levi’s-free thighs suggests that Kim shoots a lot of film. The composition of her photos may be a bit happenstance, but they are colorful and exuberant, like the company she keeps, a post-Ginsburg beat-off generation running wild in the streets. Kim’s an enfant terrible, perhaps, but no media whore, and the lack of biographical information beyond what her website conveys through images allows Kim to document her own life, from the blandly quotidian to profoundly intimate, without being Kardashian about it. Rather than seek celebrity or even provoke for provocation’s sake, she earnestly and most certainly unapologetically does her thing, albeit in a fishbowl with complete transparency. Her thing just happens to be having the time of her life. It’s the college experience you wish you had and now can experience vicariously, without consequences. You’re finally in the club.