Mark Morrisroe, Untitled (self-portrait standing in the shower), 1981 (detail)
Mark
Morrisroe
Curated by artist Ryan McGinley, Mark Morrisroe is on view at 34 East 69th Street in New York from June 24 through August 3, 2021.
Known as Mark Dirt in his Boston punk days, the photographer and filmmaker Mark Morrisroe (1959–1989) was, in the words of his former boyfriend Jack Pierson, “magnetic and scary, … the most extreme person I had ever encountered.” In his short life, Morrisroe produced a body of work that examined queer kinship, the performance of gender, and the intimacy of risk while experimenting formally with his chosen Polaroid medium. After capturing thousands of images as well as appropriating stills from his Super 8 films, Morrisroe further manipulated his photographs through a number of unconventional techniques, producing distinctive dreamlike prints that document his circle of friends, lovers, and himself.
Mark Morrisroe, Untitled (self-portrait standing in the shower), 1981 (detail)
“I identify with Mark’s story; a radical queer hustler, addict in a torn T-shirt, who photographed his close friends and lovers with an artistic vision.”
—Ryan McGinley, 2021. Click here to read the full curatorial statement.
Born in Massachusetts to a single mother who was an alcoholic, Morrisroe began hustling and styling himself under the name of Mark Dirt as a teenager. He was shot by a client at seventeen, an experience that deeply affected him, and eventually entered the School of the Museum of Fine Arts, Boston, on a scholarship.
In 1986, Morrisroe presented his first solo exhibition at Pat Hearn Gallery in New York. A second solo exhibition followed in 1988, a year before the artist’s death at age thirty.
Morrisroe’s fierce commitment to experimentation permeated his life as well as his practice. He said in 1985: “I, Mark Morrisroe, pledge to coldly use and manipulate everyone who can help my career. No matter how much I hate them I will pretend that I love them. I will fuck anyone who can help me no matter how aesthetically unpleasing they are to me.”
“Mark Morrisroe was an outlaw on every front—sexually, socially, and artistically. He was marked by his dramatic and violent adolescence as a teenage prostitute with a deep distrust and a fierce sense of his uniqueness.… He developed into a photographer with a completely distinctive artistic vision and signature.”
—Nan Goldin, 1993
Many of Morrisroe’s friends and subjects, including David Armstrong, Philip-Lorca diCorcia, Nan Goldin, Pat Hearn, and Jack Pierson, attended Boston’s School of the Museum of Fine Arts or the Massachusetts College of Art; this group would become known as the Boston School.
These works lushly re-create the social context of a band of iconoclastic artists captured by a figure who lived and documented life at the periphery.
“The horrors of AIDS … would have compounded the sense of a society in extremis. This urban landscape would be the venue throughout the 1970s and the early 1980s for a remarkable flowering … of loosely networked individuals—fed on the traditional subcultural diet of drugs, flamboyance, sex, boredom, and intense emotional drama.”
—Michael Bracewell, “An Evening of Fun in the Metropolis of your Dreams”, 2008
“Morrisroe’s enterprising adolescence comes to life in the typed originals of the fanzine Dirt that he and a friend, Lynelle White, produced in 1975 to 1976. They distributed the ’zine in Xeroxed and hand-colored editions of between 20 and 30 in Boston nightclubs..”
—Brooks Adams, “Beautiful, Dangerous People”, 2011
Mark Morrisroe and Lynelle White, Dirt, 1975–1976
“His complex manipulations of the photo negative … allowed him a means of transposing truth into lies, and lies into truth, or, of ‘writing a new photograph.’’’
—David Joselit, “Mark Morrisroe’s Photographic Masquerade”, 1995
“Mark Morrisroe does what Charles Baudelaire struggled too hard to extract from Constantin Guys in his Painter of Modern Life.… It took a gay man and that moment, at last, to see that it was only out of the transience and fragility to which he so fully belonged that he could make scars that would never heal.”
—Adrian Rifkin, “The Value of Mark Morrisroe”, 2011
Gail Thacker, Mark Morrisroe, Eyes Closed (Pat’s Room on Day Tripper, Boston to NYC), 1980 (detail)