Artists channel Genesis and Kabbalah in inaugural exhibit

In “Raiders of the Lost Ark,” the fiendish French archaeologist Belloq describes the eponymous ark as “A transmitter — radio for talking to God!”

Well, we all know how that worked out. God, apparently, was on the Do Not Call list.

So rather than speak to God, artist Ben Rubin prefers to listen.

His installation is one of several making up the new Contemporary Jewish Museum’s inaugural exhibition, “In the Beginning: Artists Respond to Genesis,” opening June 8. Collectively, they examine the quintessential biblical book from a variety of artistic perspectives.

The exhibition includes Roman-period mosaics, 14th century haggadahs and even a Chagall canvas depicting creation (and probably flying goats).

Museum curators are especially excited about the newly commissioned works, among them Rubin’s opus, titled “God’s Breath Hovering Over the Waters (His Master’s Voice).”

Naturally, his story begins in New Jersey.

In 1965, radio astronomers Arno Penzias and Robert Wilson were operating the massive Horn Antenna at the Bell Telephone Laboratories in Holmdel, N.J. Ostensibly, they were tracking communications satellites. But they also picked up for the first time the universe’s microwave background radiation — audible proof of the Big Bang.

The story fascinated Rubin, who compares the microwave static to a whisper from God. His installation is a scale model of the original Horn Antenna (at about 14 feet long and 6 feet wide, it’s roughly one-third the size), and somewhat resembles a massive, reclining periscope.

When interviewed for this article, Rubin was still working on the “soundtrack” to his installation: “There’ll be various actual recordings of the static sound of the cosmic background radiation and also theoretical renderings of what the sound of the Big Bang itself was.”

He’ll also have two pictures on display: Penzias and Wilson, dwarfed by the city bus-sized antenna, and the familiar canine pitchman for RCA Victor, his head cocked to one side as he picks up his master’s voice on the phonograph.

“To me, in a flip sense, that’s what I’m doing. I’m the dog,” says Rubin with a chuckle. “I’m trying to figure out what that sound is. Can I replicate in some way what the origin of the universe sounded like?”

Six other artists completed commissions for the exhibit, including Kay Rosen, who mixes typology and numerology in her oddly titled piece “063.”

Her installation is a series of 201⁄2-inch letters spelling out “Do Not Disturb/It Is So,” an environmental warning and the present tense of the

oft-repeated phrase in the book of Genesis, “it was so.”

On the back of Rosen’s work, some of the letters seen from reverse resemble numbers. Adding up each “column,” one gets the numerals 0, 6 and 3. These, too, hold a deeper meaning: “Zero is the void of no creation, six is the days of creation and three is the [subsequent] depletion of what was created,” explains Rosen.

Off in the corner, artist Mierle Ukeles reflects on the entire scene — literally. Her installation features 189 hand mirrors suspended from chains stretching halfway to the soaring ceilings (180 is 10 times chai, but Ukeles found she had room for nine more).

Those mirrors serve to remind viewers that humans were created in God’s image, so they reflect “an image of the divine.” In a nice touch, Ukeles hopes to slowly give away each and every mirror over the course of the installation’s run through Jan. 4, 2009, replacing them with “pledges” by the recipients to undertake some sort of charitable or benevolent action.

Ukeles’ installation is titled “Tsimtsum.” This notion, described in the Kabbalah, describes a God that once occupied every last morsel of space in the newly created world voluntarily receding so other life could thrive in the resultant void. This, one could argue, is the ultimate benevolent action.

A shattered glass will represent the vessels that, according to kabbalistic lore, could not hold the light God let there be, even before creating the sun. As Ukeles explained the story of Genesis, a pair of the museum’s young workmen hopped aboard a crane and installed the platform that will hold the shattered glass.

Ukeles was so caught up in her tale that she didn’t see the workers, so when she turned to explain where the vessel would go — poof! — there it was.

Joe Eskenazi

Joe Eskenazi is the managing editor at Mission Local. He is a former editor-at-large at San Francisco magazine, former columnist at SF Weekly and a former J. staff writer.