Johns had lately purchased a constructing often called the Bank, on East Houston Street, that had housed the Providence Loan Society. The predominant room, a double-height house, served as his studio. When Serra visited at some point to pick out the location for the piece, he thought there wasn’t sufficient free wall house to accommodate a piece on the size of the Whitney piece. So as an alternative, he did a smaller piece in a nook of a large hallway adjoining to Johns’s studio.
Unlike the Whitney piece, which was executed at evening to keep away from subjecting the general public to noxious fumes, the Johns piece was executed through the day, within the final week of 1969. Serra had an assistant, the composer Philip Glass, who had supported himself as a plumber and whom Serra credited with introducing him to the fabric of lead.
The splash piece, by the best way, was additionally a forged piece — that is important. When Serra spattered the lead, he didn’t simply let it kind puddles on the ground. Instead he aimed it at a metal plate, roughly two toes excessive and 5 toes lengthy, that jutted from the underside of the wall at an angle. After the lead cooled — it went from liquid to strong virtually instantly — Serra separated it from the plate, or “uncorked it,” as he instructed me. He was left with a lead forged, a sculpture — an extended, usually rough-edged slat of metallic.
Johns supplied Serra a drawing in alternate for the sculpture, and Serra ultimately — in 1981, greater than a decade later — chosen “Skin,” a tall 1975 drawing, in charcoal and oil, whose central picture vaguely resembled a human determine with skeletal arms and bony palms, in a low-cut gown; it was in actual fact a direct imprint from Johns’s physique.
It was a reminder that Johns and Serra shared, amongst different issues, a love of casting and printing, of imprinting — whether or not the topic was a hand, two ale cans or the nameless house between a wall and the ground. Which is to not say that Johns’s physique print regarded something like him. “You can’t know what intercourse the drawing is,” Serra instructed me in 2019 in his loft on Duane Street. “Is it a monkey’s head, or a girl’s head, or a person’s head? It’s in my kitchen. I see it every single day, and it’s actually nourishing.”