Technical Knockout
Boxer, scrapper, parry—Archie Moore’s work moves through the tropes assigned to him, resisting, reworking, refusing.
By Tristen Harwood
Issue 1, Summer 2023/24
Boxer. All lives have their tropes. You could be the boy from the bush or the city Blak. Maybe cynicism is your thing. The artist or a mechanic with the calloused hands. You’re always the wittiest one at the party or the drunk or a ghost. You can choose, but sometimes you have little control. If you are the artist, curators and art historians and critics will assign tropes for you: now music is your thing. You’re the movie lover. The one with the boxer’s name. No. The boxer. Or it’s that you’re plagued by memory like the empty hole that’s been dug over the past couple-hundred years (Diane Seuss, Frank Sonnets, 2021). Consider this. Archie Moore’s father named him after the World Light Heavyweight Champion boxer Archie Moore. He is the third-best boxer of all time. At the level of the symbolic, boxing leaves no ambiguity.
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