Cerith Wyn_Evans – Enclave Review http://enclavereview.org A Contemporary Arts Reviews Sheet Based in Cork Wed, 09 Dec 2015 16:24:41 +0000 en-GB hourly 1 https://wordpress.org/?v=6.7.5 Convergence http://enclavereview.org/convergence/ Wed, 28 Oct 2015 16:54:02 +0000 http://enclavereview.org/?p=852 The ambitious intentions of the curator – the competent, informed and cerebral Christa-Maria Lerm Hayes, Reader at the University of Ulster – are grounded in her ongoing research and curatorial activity (e.g. Joyce in Art at the RHA in 2004). According to an email sent by Dr. Lerm Hayes to the reviewer, this exhibition intended to show ‘how reading and interpreting literature is … at the core of some … art practices’, to highlight ‘that artists make a major contribution to how we can all think about literature … as something relevant and liberating’, and to provide ‘… an alternative ‘monument’ to writers, their work, to well-read artists –and to innovative ways of bridging these realms through exhibition’. The formidable connection to literature related Convergence to the Perverse Library Exhibition of conceptual writing that had previously been shown at Shandy Hall, Yorkshire (2010), whose curator, Simon Morris of Information as Material, saw it as an exploration of the ways in which artists can help visitors of the museum to unlock the collection. This rhymes with the second aim above, though Lerm Hayes’ unlocking is more inclusive: it includes all we read.
 
On my visits to Convergence, however, I failed to experience the art-literature transfer as anything like a ‘major contribution’ and felt unconvinced that a life informed by literature was at the core of the artworks on display. At least since the Biblia Pauperum, artists have engaged in literary interpretation, and it is understandable that art historians should research this body of exegesis. But, as M.C. Beardsley argued in The Aesthetic Point of View, such intentionality is insufficient matter for the interpretation of an artwork – understanding of the core processes of art in terms of mere subject-matter, in fact, was a staple of socialist realism schools of criticism in the former SSSR (a legacy of Peredvizniki). In contrast, it is my conviction that literature significantly contributes to what Aristotle called ‘the good life’, and it is in this ‘good life’ that literature and art ‘converge’. Such convergence was not exhibited at the Golden Thread.
 
Julie Bacon transformed two jigsaw puzzles into a colourful relief spiral, which looked like recent scientific images of galaxies. The text associated with this piece (The Twins) – Kurt Vonnegut’s city-based novel Lonesome No More – is about the destruction of lives, those of a twin brother and sister. Two empty jigsaw boxes, titled ‘Bamiyan Buddhas’ and ‘Afghanistan’, high up on pedestals, reinforced another reading. The twin pedestals easily morphed into a schematic model of the ‘Twin Towers’ destroyed in 2001, and the motifs on the carpet underneath included a Kalashnikov and a tank. In this case, embedding ideas within ideas is not convergence (it is perhaps ‘recursion’, to use Michael C. Corballis’ coinage).
 
Beyond the curatorial agenda, however, much of the art operated on its own terms. The elegant economy of means of Brian O’Doherty’s Untitled (2009) and Eric Zboya’s 2010 transformation of Ginsberg’s Howl #16 into a black hole succeeded immediately. Musique (2009), by Michalis Pichler, felt effortless. He embedded several ideas with minimal means: dark bars, appearing like an aleatoric score, dropped down across the screen, morphing into beautiful pearling staccato sound as they passed through a band of different frequency. The bars related to a book published in 1969 by Marcel Broodthaers, in which he replaced the words of Mallarmé’s poem Un coup de dés with black bars and subtitled it Image. Pichler presented Broothaers’ intervention as laser cut-outs in a closed book and re-named it Sculpture (2008). A similar intervention was to be performed by Cerith Wyn Evans in 2010 (Wyn Evans cut out Broodthaers’ black blocks, and presented the pages framed, to be hung on a gallery wall). The bars in Image, the laser cut-outs, Sculpture and Musique correspond not so much to words, but to their position on the page, to the typographical layout prescribed by Mallarmé, which harvested the silence of space about the print. Typography is also forefronted in Complete Text of Tractatus Logico-Philosophicus by Ecke Bonk and Isa Quandt (1989), which explores the power of scale to change a meaning: the book shrunk to four A5 cards. Without a magnifying glass, the meaning is not accessible – a smiling metaphor for the difficulties one may have both with Wittgenstein and the ineffable in art. A witty contrast to this I found in Cerith Wyn Evans’ screenprint, part of the Billboard for Edinburgh series (2009), where a robust poetics of wisdom was made clearly visible, but remained difficult to achieve.
 
At times, we cannot distinguish between our own contingent values and the artwork’s intrinsic value. Joanna Karolini claimed that the re-writing of fifteen of Kafka’s love letters had given her insights into his personality. Yet is more likely that the act of writing over written text pushes the original experience towards even greater inaccessibility. Nick Thurston removed and replaced some words in the three large panels with texts from Beckett’s Watt. Six pairs of small line drawings devised by Pavel Büchler, drawn on walls by Karolini, appeared to trace the spaces of removed words. Embedded in Simon Morris’s Fan No. 10 (2011), the text by Thomas Campbell recalled phenomenology: “Reading is art when the act of reading, the moments of slippage, nothingness, unreadability are presented in our perception”. Afterall, there may be a thought without language. Allotrope, Antepress and Andrea Theis placed their faith in multitudes and theories. Tim Rollins (and K.O.S.) grounded his in social work.
 
The fascination with migrating themes, exemplified by Convergence, is a good starting point. But the specific themes matter, as does what happens with them afterwards.
 
 
Convergence ran from 6 June – 6 August 2011.

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Real Presences: Broodthaers Today http://enclavereview.org/real-presences-broodthaers-today/ Wed, 28 Oct 2015 12:42:00 +0000 http://enclavereview.org/?p=630 If the first part of this exhibition’s title, ‘Real Presences’, is puzzling (how has Marcel Broodthaers, with all his deconstructive slyness and provocative opacity, come to be aligned with an appeal to such unabashed affirmations?), the second part introduces questions that are more predictable for a show like this. What image (or, perhaps better, figure) of Broodthaers emerges from this exhibition? Which aspects of his practice are emphasized? How have specific examples of his works been reprised? What contemporary forms of artistic work are here deemed to fall within his shadow?
 
While being widely accredited with a tremendous influence upon contemporary artists, Broodthaers by no means enjoys the same kind of exposure as his contemporary, Joseph Beuys, whose retrospective was being held concurrently at the K20, opposite (see Fergal Gaynor’s review in this issue). It was suggestive to have these two crucial figures of post-War European art face each other once again, although in some ways I could not help wanting the roles to be reversed: what about a ‘Beuys Today’ exhibition together with a much-needed major retrospective of Broodthaers’ work instead? In any case, with his relative obscurity in mind, I intend to devote the first half of this text to introducing some of the salient aspects of Broodthaers’ artistic output, briefly signalling some key aspects of his agenda.
 
Marcel Broodthaers (1924-76) had been a poet for two decades before he became an artist. In 1945 he both published his first poem and met his compatriot René Magritte, who handed him a copy of Stéphane Mallarmé’s celebrated poem Un coup de dès (1897) as a gift. He terminated his career as a poet with the emphatic gesture of sinking the fifty remaining copies of his most recent collection, Pense-Bête (1964), into a wedge of plaster, rendering it illegible as text and newly (if lumpenly) available as sculpture. A pense-bête is a small token used as a reminder, and Broodthaers would constantly press the viewer to remember the tension between looking and reading. His early output also included rebus-like objects redolent of Surrealism, such as Belgian Thighbone, a human femur painted with the three colours of the Belgian flag (‘The soldier is not far behind’, Broodthaers would remark).
 
Broodthaers’ engagement with literature would continue throughout his career. Although his decision to abandon poetry for art required him to renounce much, he remained tenaciously if ambiguously committed to the legacies of Mallarmé and Baudelaire in particular. This engagement found its most ambitious manifestation in 1969, when Broodthaers mounted an entire show devoted to Mallarmé at the Wide White Space in Antwerp. Most famously, this included his Un coup de dès (Image), reprised by Cerith Wyn Evans in the current exhibition, in which Broodthaers displaced the text of Mallarmé’s poem and replaced it with horizontal bars matching the exact placement and proportions of the poem’s typography, but rendering it fully spatial and blankly illegible. In a related film, La Pluie (Projet pour un Texte), also 1969, the artist, deadpan like Buster Keaton, attempts to write at a desk whilst being flooded by a torrent from above: the ink dissipates into an entropic wash as soon as it leaves the artist’s pen. Clearly the precarious status of the Author is at stake.
 
Cerith Wyn Evans: Un coup de dés jamais n’abolira le hasard, 2009. Photo: Kunsthalle Düsseldorf / Kunstverein für die Rheinlande und Westfalen
Cerith Wyn Evans: Un coup de dés jamais n’abolira le hasard, 2009.
Photo: Kunsthalle Düsseldorf / Kunstverein für die Rheinlande und Westfalen

Broodthaers had consistently constructed an artistic persona based upon the assertion of his own insincerity. He relentlessly drew attention to the commodity status of art, to his own self-promotion, and to the discursive and institutional formations in which art operates. The project for which he is best known, Museé d’Art Moderne, Département des Aigles, was initiated in 1968 in his Brussels appartment, and led a sporadic and polymorphous life until it was officially closed in 1972. One notorious manifestation of this fictional Museum happened in this very building – the Kunsthalle in Düsseldorf – in an installation entitled ‘The Eagle from the Oligocene to the Present’. This contained over 300 objects and artworks borrowed from various national and international museum collections, from bottle tops to oil paintings to temple statuary. Contracting the lessons of Magritte and Duchamp, each object was displayed with a small plaque bearing a catalogue number and the words ‘This is not a work of art’. This complex work is regarded as a foundational moment in the history of Installation Art and of Institution Critique, probing as it did the assumptions, authority and expository function of public museums.

 
Particularly during the 1970s, Broodthaers took on his contemporaries, needling the assumptions of Conceptual Art and pointedly countering the shamanic utopianism of Joseph Beuys, by way of an ingenious open letter, published in 1972. His critiques of bourgeois indolence and his exploration of the discourses of colonialism and conquest became more sustained during the mid-1970s, although still in 1974 Broodthaers would affirm, ‘The way I see it, there can be no direct connection between art and message, especially if the message is political, without running the risk of being burned by the artifice.’ Broodthaers’ work insistently, if obliquely, pressed upon political questions, the artist constantly mindful of the discursive formations in which he was embroiled, and of how hungry the culture industry is for the image of artist as free radical.
 
The present exhibition features the work of ten artists in four main galleries, with works by Stephen Prina, Kirsten Pieroth, Henrik Olesen and Susanne Winterling appearing in more than one room. Reflecting the heterogeneity of Broodthaers’s own (postmedium) practice, there was huge variability in the form the works took: found objects, newspapers, assisted readymades, photographs, postcards, slide shows, projected images, sound recordings and constructed environments. Much of the work was provisional in feel, rather low-tech and unassertive, and the display certainly required knowledge of Broodthaers’ work, amongst other things, to give it coherence. The curation allowed for connections to emerge gradually between works, but to say that these were not forced would be an understatement. Nevertheless, Olivier Foulon’s presentation of Whistler’s Ten O’Clock Lectures, translated into French by Mallarmé in 1888, connect in both theme and protagonist to Wyn Evans’ appropriation of Un coup de dès upstairs. Pieroth’s concern with literary voyages and cartographic practices is also nicely introduced by Andy Hope 1930’s small painted version of A Voyage on the North Sea. Nevertheless, the range of cultural references proliferates in dizzying fashion throughout the show. Édouard Manet, Jules Verne, Mark Twain, Mallarmé, Whistler, Maurice Lemaître and Karl Robert are all directly referenced, and my sense was that the exhibition required such a high level of spectatorial literacy that few viewers would feel fully adequate to it (which is not necessarily a criticism of the show). Several artists made explicit reference to specific works by Broodthaers himself: Prina to the aforementioned Eagles exhibition, Wyn Evans to his Mallarmé work, Andy Hope 1930 to A Voyage on the North Sea, and Pieroth to The Conquest of Space. These were subtle, elegant and exacting revisitings, with Prina’s Retrospection Under Duress, Reprise (2000) being a particularly sophisticated reflection upon Broodthaers’ achievement. Framed photographs of items catalogued in Broodthaers’ Eagles show were laid out on four long strips of packing paper, as if awaiting their hanging. Each was accompanied by a plaque reading ‘What else could this be?’ and, at the end of the fourth column were colour photographs trained upon the lighting apparatus used to illuminate the Acropolis in such spectacular fashion. Broodthaers’ 1972 exhibition subtly illuminated the ideological foundations of public art museums, flagging their association with the symbol of the eagle (and all its connotations). Yet the public museum remained the arena in which he chose to operate, as one of the few public arenas where this kind of complex, critical practice could still take place. Prina seems equally aware of this tension, balancing a critical attention to the power dynamics and spectacular effects of the culture industry with an assertion of the intelligence and subtlety that the spaces of art might still provide.
 

Photo: Kunsthalle Düsseldorf / Kunstverein für die Rheinlande und Westfalen
Photo: Kunsthalle Düsseldorf / Kunstverein für die Rheinlande und Westfalen

Nevertheless, Prina’s address to the question of art’s political role remains rather oblique. Indeed, aside from Henrik Olesen’s explicit queering of our vision of 19th century art, the address to politics is even less direct than in Broodthaers’ own work. Broodthaers had antagonists, and he also repeatedly held up the signifiers of colonialism and institutional authority to be thought through and puzzled over. Perhaps because a good deal of the lessons of Institution Critique have been internalized by contemporary museums themselves, these dimensions of Broodthaers’ practice are not foregrounded in this exhibition. That is not to say that the agency of symbolic systems, boundaries and currencies are not present here – Winterling and Tuerlinckx, for example, certainly dwell on the establishment of such frames and demarcations – but these tend to be abstracted from specific discursive structures and other social systems.

 
Broodthaers emerges here as a progenitor of refined, cryptic and highly culturally literate forms of artistic labour. He licenses certain demands to be placed upon the viewer and, despite (or perhaps because of) his acute critical intelligence, offers a deceptively ambitious sense for what resources are available to art in order to save it from its status as merchandise. Art’s status as commodity, however, is not a key concern (it seemed to me) for any of the artists here. Perhaps this aspect of art’s predicament now simply goes without saying: yes, art is a commodity, but it is not reducible to that status and does what it can to surpass it (although not, here, challenge it very explicitly).
 
Indeed, as Rachel Haidu, in her major new study of Broodthaers (The Absence of Work, 2010), has noted, much of the artist’s reputation rests upon his inaccessibility. Is there a way in which this work operates through a seduction by way of obscurity?As Broodthaers himself says, the viewer must want to figure out the rebuses he presents, to read them and turn them over as meaningful if elusive signs. Given the concurrence of the major Beuys retrospective held video in the opposite building, it is instructive to compare, as Broodthaers himself did, his mode of obscurity to that of Beuys. If Beuys, arguably, relied upon a suspension of the critical faculties of his audience – so that the myth of the shamanic artist and the almost ritualistic significance of his materials could be felt –Broodthaers refused the injunction placed upon the artist to offer clear messages and instead placed the emphasis upon the problem of how meaning is made, and on what (and indeed whose) terms. Without antagonists, however, this Bartleby-like refusal loses some of its purchase, which is not to detract from the sophistication of the assembled contributions here, aimed as they are in other directions.
 
 
Real Presences: Broodthaers Today was on view at the Kunsthalle, Düsseldorf, 11 September 2010 – 16 January 2011.

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