Sunday, 11 December 2011

SITE, Dunedin School of Art

So SITE is the Otago Polytechnic School of Art's final year student exhibition. 2011's show can be summed up in two words; visual extravaganza. The school was absolutely packed with such a wealth of diverse work which also flowed well throughout the school, fulfilling the subsidiary function  of displaying the institution where these students have studied, created and socialised over the past few years.


James Ballaney’s abstract paintings were SO absorbing. The paint seems to move across the canvas almost primordially, to be interpreted like a Rorschach ink blot, dependent on each individual’s sub-conscious interpretations. In the painting immediately below I see birds, alternately soaring and plummeting through the air. The red is passionate and energetic, a life blood, the paint spread on the canvas with such vigour, you sense these creatures' movements. In paintings such as this I can understand why Bellaney considers paint a "medium for transcendence"; the paintings go beyond words to feeling, a mood, a sense of life and its myriad experiences. It is intuitive rather than necessarily intellectual or theoretical.

Due to their abstract nature I also found these works a relief from the images we are constantly bombarded with in modern-day society. As James states, "My art does not challenge... ideas of beauty but give[s] the viewer a sensory experience similar to a sunset or bomb fire; it's an escape away from the images that have been photo-shopped to rid of the so-called human imperfections."

Some of the works, however, were less provocative, such as the third painting depicted here, intended to be representative of climate change. I didn't really feel I got a sense of the implications of this in the work; flooded islands, the acidification of the sea, the emergence of heretofore hibernating diseases and the overall transformation of our environment. I could see how you could have a sense of this latter aspect through the swooping movement of the paint, but the final product seems inadequate when compared to the expansive, world-changing nature of the work's title.





This work by Bianca Burgess-Heald makes me so uncomfortable. Even though it's beautiful and the bees were collected after they had already died, the idea of having this kind of death around my neck like that is just awful. But then, we still wear fur. In the latter instance we objectify the animal, whereas here you can't really escape the realisation that this was once a living being. The bees were displayed at about chest level, allowing one to really come close and examine them intimately; their veins, fuzz and miniscule legs. As with any dead creature there was a sadness in this which also brought to mind the mass disappearance of bees we are experiencing around the world.  



Unlike the other works at SITE, which were displayed in your typical gallery-style format, Spencer Hall maintained his studio as is; drawings, comics and writing on the walls, videos playing and the artist himself seated at a desk covered in zines, ready to discuss any aspect of his work. This approach and the way in which it was executed was inventive in the interaction it facilitated, an imaginative take on the premise of SITE. Hall also provided his essay How and Why, in which he makes the point that no creative instinct should be ignored. Too often we choose not to follow our inspiration or ideas because we consider they won’t be successful, others won’t respond well, or they are simply ‘bad’. In doing so we “[negate] a whole realm of possibilities… the fact that you have even come up with the idea in the first place means that there is a kernel or something within it that is relevant enough for you to have thought of it.”

The creativity that Spencer's work embodies really draws one in and you have the sense he is really living it, engaging with art in a manner simultaneously humorous and yet serious. The amount of work his studio contained also manifested his prolific nature, how many drawings he's made, conversations he's engaged in, from gig posters to comics, flims to zines, books to poetry. I especially liked the fact that on the wall of the studio he stuck up the conversations he's had with individuals via the letters section of Critic magazine. The manner in which such people attack contributors to Critic has often riled me. Why not attempt to instigate a discussion or ask questions, as opposed to resorting to attacks and personal insults?




Lucy Parson's three watercolour works were spectacular (she also utilised felt-tip pens, collage and plastic gems). Delight references the fountain from Hieronymus Bosch’s triptych The Garden of Earthly Delights, Babble Peter Bruegal's The Tower of Babel and Excess the Royal Warrant. However these symbols, which were either markers of excellence in High European culture (in the case of the Royal Warrant) or which originate from some of the art historical canon’s highest level INDISPUTABLY-ART artworks, are represented via the medium of watercolour, traditionally conceived of as a ‘lower’ art form. The sheer quality of the work, however, belies this traditional conception of inferiority, causing us to question our understandings of artistic standards and medium, to delightful effect.

Now, the Royal Warrant might seem a bit of place considering it's not referencing a painting, yet it fits within the context of her other works as all of them are aimed at blurring "the lines between European High Culture and today's very materialistic Western culture." So for instance, the Royal Warrant was originally intended to signify excellence and was an honour for any provider of goods or services to receive. The Queen has, however, in recent years provided the Royal Warrant to corporations such as Coca-Cola International Sales Limited, Schweppes Holdings Limited and Kelloggs. As Lucy states, "By enlarging the Royal Warrant and adorning it with plastic gems and other imagery inspired by today's popular culture (rendered with felt tip pens which will fade) I hoped to make a comment on our notion of product quality today and its link with consumerism and capitalism." I.e, how inferior product quality (in large part brought about by planned and perceived obsolescence), represented by the fading nature of the felt-tip pens, is intrinsic to the throw-away culture of rampant consumerism (a product of capitalism) that dominates the world today.

The works are essentially a commentary on both power and indulgence. We're drawn to them in the same way we're drawn to advertising; through spectacle, a tool of capitalism which yields significant influence over 'the masses'. The power dynamic in European High Culture was no different; the Royal Warrant represents the union of Scotland and England wherein King James "exploited faith and hoped to validate his authority" (i.e. via spectacle); it is this decadence that the central panel of Bosch's painting warns us against and the story of the tower of Babel was a spectacular tale which warned the masses against challenging God (and by extension the authorities in power, appointed by God). 

Again, I consider the works an example of spectacular artistic ability. However, I'm not sure whether the link between power/influence in European High Culture and consumerism/capitalism today is made clearly enough and even if it is, what we are to draw from it. Are we meant to learn from the mistakes of the past? Is it to instigate political change, or simply self-reflection? Whether art can actually cause substantial political upheaval is questionable but that it encourages and inspires us to consider the world on an individual level is, in my opinion, significant enough.

Delight 


Babble

Excess     

This work by Toby Smith resonated with me to some extent, perhaps simply due to the fact that I HATE TV. In fact, I shouldn't even call it that. As Nick Valensi avers, 'TV' is a nickname and those are for friends and family only. 

The artist's statement is as follows: "The media choose what they want to broadcast and as a result content is filtered and adulterated. This filtering and adulteration is a form of power and control." According to the artist, the work also provides a commentary on the "role of technology in our modern society. The obsolete is important for me - the televisions are defunct, out-of-date and no longer serve the purpose they were once made for."


The number of televisions and their glaring quality, emblazzoned with such statements as 'this is truth', does relate the 'shit' that is television to some extent. And this is a worthy topic for commentary. Yet the work fails to entirely capture the abrasive and manipulative nature of television, as well as our addiction and attraction to it. The incessent infomercials, advertisements (CARPETS, CARPETS, 60, 70, 80, 90 PERCENT OFF!!!!!!!), TV shows used to manipulate and sell us even more, representing only a narrow perspective of the world, chosen by the creators themselves. So too, the TVs may be obsolete, but so what? Why is this significant? Why should I care? Because this changing technology facilitates our contemporary and often highly damaging obsession with consumerism? A culture changing so fast it can't keep up with itself? The artist doesn't really seem to elaborate on this particular premise in the work.

 


I love this work by Don Myers. It's like that graffiti that used to be outside New World supermarket in Roslyn; 'the tension is killing me, I hope it never ends', or something like that.



Teacups are a motif of settler culture in New Zealand, as the British brought this beverage here in the 1800s. And Lynda McNamara's presentation of them below relates the precariousness inherent in the interaction of cultures when one country colonises another. Interestingly, a viewer bumped into the work causing some of the cups to break, exhibiting an aspect of the art/viewer relationship that I still see all the time at the DPAG (Dunedin Public Art Gallery for future reference). Some people just seem to have a different concept of space and less sensitivity to their surroundings. But a lot of the time it's simply a manifestation of peoples' general attitude to art; confusion and amusement to the point of disregard. I can step over this, I can touch that, dip my finger into this liquid, touch an oil painting, PICK UP AN AXE FROM A PIECE OF INSTALLATION ART AND PRETEND TO ATTACK MY GIRLFRIEND WITH IT???? In any case, I love this piece. There's a sort of unbalanced, precarious ambiguity to it that really intrigues me. 



I find the below work by Susan Vidler so evocative. My immediate impression was that it relates the suppression of woman, both past and present, despite their power and individual character. Over these distinctive faces white veils are painted, perhaps representative of the ideas of purity and chastity that have been imposed on woman over the centuries. But upon further consideration I really feel the work is about SO much more than just this 'feminist' interpretation. It is also, perhaps above all, a celebration of woman; their beauty, femininity and delicacy but also their intelligence, strength and uniqueness. And yet the work seems to play with this balance. The mouth of one woman, for instance, is covered in a veil which can represent both the silencing of women, but also their mystery. A mirror is located at the end of this pathway, encouraging us both to question how far we've come as well as to consider our own unique beauty as women. 






I mention a few works, but the whole exhibition was impressive and again, SO diverse. Given the school’s philosophy of encouraging students to develop their own unique practice, this comes as no surprise.

Also, Ted had an awesome jersey.



Wednesday, 7 December 2011

RECOMMENDS II



Another day, another recommends blog. 


I've been seeing a lot of 'photos of the year' coming up on my FB feed. Firstly, Time Picks The Top 10 Photos of 2011, largely featuring images from international conflicts around the world. The below photo taken by Dominic Nahr in Somalia was particularly shocking. I recently read Angela's Ashes in which Frank McCourt documents his childhood in Ireland in the 1930s-40s. The kind of deprivation he experienced I'm guessing didn't exactly approximate what we see below, but he still lived in poverty (in large part due to his drunken father who was unable to keep a job and drank all their money).  For the vast majority of the time the children, of which there were many, were left wanting for the basic necessities. The way in which he talks again and again about not having enough food, eating scraps, stealing to eat, eating the worst cuts of meat (e.g. a pig's head for Christmas rather than a goose or ham), an egg or an apple being a luxury, only having sugar and water rather than milk for the babies, I just realised how completely and absolutely removed I am from such extreme impoverishment. Of course I know starvation exists in the world. I know it theoretically, I know it in an abstract sense. But it's only when I read a book like Angela's Ashes or see a picture like the one below, that I really know the reality of it in a true and physical sense. From there I feel the obligation to do something about it, a responsibility to my fellow human being which is extremely easy to forget when it's all so out of sight out of mind. I think of the John Donne poem:


"No man is an island entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main. 
If a clod be washed away by the sea, 
Europe is the less, 
as well as if a promontory were, 
as well as a manor of thine friends or thine own were.
Any man's death diminishes me because I am involved in mankind
and therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls,
it tolls for thee."




Next, Reuters Best Photos of the Year 2011 (100 photos). These photos are just such a shocking and emotive portrayal of 2011 which literally brought tears to my eyes. Image #22 of a broken and abandoned cello in Chernobyl, Ukraine is one such example. I've seen a friend of mine play this stunning instrument with such masterful skill, insisting on hiring a cello in Germany during his exchange despite huge cost. The lyricism and joy that can emanate from such instruments qualifies them as objects to be cherished and valued, and in this respect the photo speaks of how much was really lost in Chernobyl. This overview of the past year is actually stunning and I would say superior to the above shoot by TIME, although of course more labour intensive to look through (but worth it!!). 

Interestingly, both sites display writing underneath the photos to explain the stories they are intended to relate. Although I didn't read every word, I often at least glanced at each paragraph to get a better idea of the photo. Tells you something about the interdependence of word and image I think. 

Finally, although this website doesn't, so far as I can tell, have a 'best photos of 2011', the images Alan Taylor collates on In Focus are spectacular. These photos from The Holocaust are just so indescribably intense. No matter how many times you see images from concentration camps they never cease to be so absolutely shocking, a terrible reminder of the potential evil residing within humanity that is completely beyond the most carnal instincts of any animal. The image below isn't one of brutality but in it we can really see and empathize with the personal and individual humanity of these individuals. I find the boy with the star of David particularly evocative; the dark Jewish features, intelligent eyes, small smile and the almost delicate movement of the hand is so distinctive, speaking of sensitivity, intellect and infinite potential; tragic for the future we know awaited him in the German concentration camps. 



On an entirely different note

It's important to make the connection between asset sales and their environmental implications, a link Jeanette Fitzsimons outlines in the video below. Actually, unless we want to screw over future generations entirely, we can't let this happen. New Zealand is doing so badly in terms of the environment right now. But that's material for another post. For now, check out Generation Zero on FB. This is the kind of activism we need to get into; intelligent, transcending the political spectrum, creative and community oriented. Instead of scare-tactics which just dis-empower us, we should instead get passionate and creative and connect with one another. Otherwise countering climate change and other environmental issues will never gain momentum and continue to be a dispiriting uphill battle, destined to failure. 

                                       


Dunedin

absofrockinlutely.blogspot.com by Loulou Callister-Baker and April Chiu (two University of Otago students) is visually stunning; their photographic images are beautiful and the design of the blog itself is so clean, the use of white creating a sense of simplicity and space ("simplicity is the ultimate sophistication" as Leonardo Da Vinci said). The formatting  of the blog posts is also, for the most part, impeccable (something I readily appreciate given the difficulties I've experienced in this area in recent weeks). So the posts are, for the most part, very visually involving. However, although the blog's greatest strength is its design and use of images, I would like to see a bit more writing which investigates what is presented to us. Granted I would say that given my penchant for the written word but I still think greater explication of the images would strengthen the blog. This would be particularly so were Loulou and April to elaborate more on why they are inspired by a particular image, the history of these images or their particular strengths. Perhaps, however, they prefer to let the images speak for themselves, an authorial decision I'd have to respect despite my particular preferences.