THIS ONE GOES OUT TO ALL MY PEEPS
Although Cronin does not categorize himself philosophically, he is an existentialist not an ironist. His reductive work, which incorporates signs and other trappings of Post Modernism, is not a critique of late capitalism but instead a straightforward communication of the complicated business of being in the world. Not knowing (not to be confused with not wanting to know, in fact quite the opposite) is the point of tension that drives him forward. Cronin is not above you, he is right here with you, trying to figure things out moment to moment. His work is not about answers. Instead it’s a one to one invitation to engage with life as it is.
BUNNIES IN HUDSON
Cronin’s clunky “bad taste” bunny sculptures– inspired by the awful, overly brightly colored, sugar-packed items that find their way into his family’s home at Easter time– are among other things, slyly funny commentaries on Jeff Koon’s industrially produced sleek and polished ones. Cronin’s sculptures are hand produced by the artist in fiberglass over wood armature. His deadpan humor is not steeped in irony though– he respects Koons, seeing his work as appropriate to our time, at least our time prior to the pandemic, but somewhat superficial. Cronin’s friendly chuckle is more that of a guy whose thoughtful clear-eyed gaze is seeing something truly amusing.