This is the first in a series of occasional articles observing newly arrived cultural figures as they seek to get the lay of the land in Southern California.
WHEN I met up with Charlotte Cotton one winter Saturday, I found her in what would seem a very unlikely place for the head of the photography department at a major encyclopedic museum: the basement of the decidedly un-encyclopedic (that is, small, funky and idiosyncratic) Echo Park art space Machine Project, among folding chairs, computer equipment and a recently acquired collection of carnivorous plants. She was concluding a meeting with the organization's director, Mark Allen, about a project she hoped to involve him in, relating not to photography but digital music.
Cotton, who began at the Los Angeles County Museum of Art last June after several years in New York and more than a decade in London (she was raised in the the rural Cotswolds), is the picture of a bright, ambitious young curator: 36 years old, inquisitive, stylish and strikingly intelligent, with a broad, scholarly vocabulary and the sort of opinions that put one at odds with one's more traditional peers. She is the first to permanently fill the photo curator post at the museum since the death of Robert Sobieszek in 2005, and although she clearly holds her predecessor in high esteem, she comes from a different generation -- one that takes photography's full integration in contemporary art practice for granted -- and has little interest in limiting her efforts to what she frequently refers to as the "photo ghetto."
She speaks less of prints, therefore, than of projects, commissions, discussions, publications, websites, musical events, film programs and cross-disciplinary collaboration. Indeed, though steeped in the history and theory of photography, she seems most excited looking beyond the boundaries of her field -- as her presence at Machine Project would seem to attest.
Allen is characteristically genial. He loads Cotton with Machine Project documentation, plays video footage of an exhibition they'd been discussing (an installation by Brian Crabtree and Kelli Cain involving a room full of amplified egg-tapping robots) and promises to take her invitation into consideration. Sensing, perhaps, a note of ambivalence, she hastens to assure him of the sincerity of her interest.
"I'm sorry if it sounded like I wanted you to do the entertainment," she says. "I hope it's more than that."
"Oh, it's fine," he replies. "It's just that you understand my concern about these things. Because people are often like, 'Oh, you guys do wacky stuff, come do wacky stuff for us!' And it has to make sense for us or else, you know, it doesn't make sense for us."
Like many of L.A.'s recently transplanted curators and art professionals -- and there have been quite a few of late: for example, Gary Garrels and Ali Subotnick at the Hammer -- Cotton has been managing a demanding schedule of these sorts of meetings since her arrival. She's also been juggling studio visits, gallery openings, dinners and other events, in the struggle to get a handle on the city's sprawling art scene while simultaneously establishing her presence within the museum.
The latter, while not without its challenges, has been a relatively familiar process, and is now more or less complete. Last fall saw the launch of several pivotal pet projects, including a series of panel discussions and a photography-oriented website (at www.wordswithoutpictures.org), as well as the publication of a snazzy poster outlining the department's ambitious program.
FINDING her way around the city, however, as any new resident could attest, has taken a bit more patience. "In a way, the LACMA part is so much easier because you can be very strategic about what you need to know," she says. "Comprehending the scope of artistic practice and the infrastructure outside of the museum is just much slower than that."
The first curator hired by Michael Govan since he took over at LACMA in 2006, Cotton came to the job with impressive credentials, including 12 years at the helm of a photo collection five times the size of LACMA's, at an institution -- the Victoria and Albert Museum -- that underwent a transformation of its own in the course of her tenure. She was taking a break from the museum world at the time this job came up, working at a photo agency in New York, but hadn't considered the cross-Atlantic move permanent.
Govan, however, was persuasive.
"He's very good at making you terribly excited about something that hasn't quite happened yet," she says over tea in her kitchen.