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The Wild, Seedy West
BY RICHARD SPEER on March 7th, 2007
Walt Whitman eulogized the manifold charms of the open road; Kerouac, Cassady and Kesey sang its praises to their own beat; Nat King Cole got his kicks on Route 66; and Vladimir Nabokov, in Lolita, voiced the seedier undertones of the Western highway: ghost towns, run-down motor lodges and greasy spoons with flickering neon and tapioca meatloaf. Matt McCormick's future so bright at Elizabeth Leach takes us back down this road in projected photographs of desolate roadside scenes culled from the artist's travels. The projections, side by side, fill entire walls. Here, for once, is a show that fills Leach's cavernous front gallery effortlessly. McCormick has a perfect eye for these scenes of faded decadence, which veer hauntingly between tackiness and grandeur.
