Unsurprisingly, utopianism appears in Mr. Muresan’s art only in ambiguous forms. For the Nolan show he has unbound a printed volume of Adam Smith’s 18th-century, pro-capitalist tract “Wealth of Nations” to insert one of his drawings among the pages. The drawing was inspired by a 1979 Russian sci-fi novel, “The Doomed City,” in which a planet populated by earthlings from ideal-driven eras (1940s Germany, 1960s America) has sunk into a state of armed barbarism. He has placed similar drawings into novels by James Joyce and Virginia Woolf, giving modern literature a Darwinian bottom line.
Modern art gets a reality check too. In a 2011 video we see robed monks in a scriptorium. They aren’t transcribing religious texts, though. They’re drawing copies of art book illustrations: an abstract painting by Malevich, a Mondrian grid, a photograph of Joseph Beuys. All three artists are famous for being utopians; their art has the status of holy writ. Needless to say, Mr. Muresan’s approach to them is not reverential.
The monks, it turns out, aren’t monks; they’re Mr. Muresan’s artist-friends. Most of the images they’re copying are from a catalog of work by the American conceptualist Elaine Sturtevant, who has made a career of recreating art by other artists, specifically male superstars, with the intent of, among other things, puncturing myths of originality and genius. Mr. Muresan pushes her endeavor further with a video of artists making copies of printed reproductions of Ms. Sturtevant’s re-creations, which were themselves derived from printed reproductions of the originals.
Mr. Muresan engineers this meta-art pileup with a straight face and a light touch. In the end, though, he is not above genuine homage. A fluid draftsman, he recently produced 120 graphite drawings of Martin Kippenberger’s 1994 installation “The Happy End of Franz Kafka’s ‘Amerika,’ ” which envisioned the United States as a giant employment agency: a place of both opportunity and cut-throat competition.
Kippenberger, a protean and anarchic figure, died in 1997 and is a hero to many younger artists. Mr. Muresan, I would guess, is one. And he uses his 120 painstakingly executed drawings to create a video animation in which Kippenberger’s grand, doubt-infused installation, and with it his spirit, flicker momentarily to life.