Taking a Stand in the Unknowing

Joseph boyce became a critically important artist in the sixties. Lacerated with slivers of shrapnel, he was a mystical grief symbol for his country. His sustained encounter with the other world of war, bent his head in a new shape. When he was invited to exhibit in new york, he was wrapped in felt and driven to the gallery in an ambulance. Waiting for him, inside was a coyote, and only a coyote. He called the work, i like america and America likes me. Through his myth making, boyce worked towards a new kind of conversation. Seems an effective and magic endeavour to me.