ER07 – Enclave Review http://enclavereview.org A Contemporary Arts Reviews Sheet Based in Cork Tue, 26 Jan 2016 16:12:46 +0000 en-GB hourly 1 https://wordpress.org/?v=6.7.5 John Beattie: An Artist, The Studio, and all the rest… http://enclavereview.org/john-beattie-an-artist-the-studio-and-all-the-rest/ Tue, 03 Nov 2015 11:27:11 +0000 http://enclavereview.org/?p=1302 An Artist, The Studio, and all the rest… presented two films by John Beattie, representing the culmination of an ambitious project, begun in 2006, which explores both the function and portrayal of artists. The focus for Part I is the personal studio of the past president of the RHA, Thomas Ryan, and institutional studio spaces within the Academy. Part II re-stages Gustave Courbet’s The Artist’s Studio (1854-55). In this series Beattie holds up the Irish art world to the viewer for inspection. Peering into this scene involves complicity and entanglement in it. The portrayals are individually sympathetic, yet shortcomings of the structure are implied.
 
In Part I, enticing and absorbing scenes meander in a romantic presentation of elements of Ryan’s studio. Traditions are uneasily symbolised. Dark wooden floors, a heavy, old-fashioned leather desk, bunches of paint-brushes, each tip meticulously wrapped and standing point-upwards in a jug, miniature statues, oil paints, and one of Ryan’s signature subjects, a single, pretty, pastel pink rose. The flower as a subject of continued representation becomes fragmented, as the rose is captured on film, alongside multiple sketches and paintings in which it features in various stages of completion.
 
One approach to institutional teaching is alluded to by an empty room prepared for a life drawing class, with easels, a platform with a red chair, and a vast, elaborately framed full-length mirror, to be used by a life model. Later on a handful of busts and statues are seen stored on a shelf, including an Egyptian head and a classical nude. One is fallen and broken, suggesting their neglected status, no longer required as a pedagogical tool.
 
Beattie himself remains elusive and maintains some anonymity by avoiding any recording of his own face. Instead, one of Ryan’s sketchbooks, which forms a visual diary with demarcated years and recurring themes, is opened and the pages turned by the hands of the younger man. Eventually, a thumbnail line drawing depicting the head and shoulders of Beattie is shown.
 
Ryan features in various ways; as a vigorous younger man in his heroically styled Self-Portrait (1965) he appears smoking and painting. During the film, he enters an Academy room and dons a formal gown, an authoritative figure, if by now a little frail. He speaks occasionally, sometimes in dialogue with Beattie. During the conversation the focus is on both sets of artists’ hands, as the means to physically construct future works. Unifying commonalities seem to be implied, a mutual regard for discipline, determination and a desire for excellence, avoiding the lack of ambiguity of a youth-age stereotype. Although there is no sound of accompanying voices at this point, evidently the discussion refers to Ryan’s participation in Part II, as the camera pans to Courbet’s painting, reproduced on Beattie’s laptop. The richly layered visuals of Ryan’s studio contrasts with the neatness of the technology, yet the laptop also functions as a repository, a place for experimentation and for the completion of work.
 
John Beattie: An Artist, The Studio, and all the rest... , 2012. HD film still. Duration 15mins. Image courtesy of the artist.
John Beattie: An Artist, The Studio, and all the rest… , 2012. HD film still. Duration 15mins. Image courtesy of the artist.

Courbet’s painting, The Artist’s Studio, a Real Allegory Summing Up Seven Years of My Artistic and Moral Life, was intentionally politically provocative and biting. Unlike Courbet’s painting, Part II of Beattie’s film elects to pin the restaging to purely art world references. Challenges arose from choosing to do so, as any attempt to substitute Courbet’s cast of characters with contemporary figures from the Irish art world (rather than anonymous actors), posed dangers of provoking comparisons between original and re-enactment.

 
Beattie successfully persuaded well-known practitioners in the Irish art world, with all their identities, organisational affiliations and personal networks, to participate. These people, and the vulnerable position in which they were placed, are delicately balanced with their status as the funders, artists’ champions and possibly adversaries. Particular references for Irish audiences are somewhat mitigated by the universality of the re-enactment.
 
The film begins with a theatrical space, created with a long, striking, sumptuous red curtain that forms a rich backdrop to the whole, with an easel at the centre. The developing scene includes a blond tousle-haired boy, a somewhat incongruous male life model attired in classical Disney-cartoon hero wear, and some of the symbolic props of the original (a guitar, a black plumed hat and a fallen dagger).
 
The female nude model of Courbet’s original is replaced by performance artist Amanda Coogan. She seems to feature as herself as a public performer, wearing one of her characteristic costumes: a long, sweeping, turquoise-blue dress. Coogan’s own live performance work creates tensions between personae and identities and challenges the boundaries of understandings of conscious and instinctive participation. Her involvement is crucial to the film, as it supports a gentler reading of the often uneasy participation of the other actors and positions their posing and occasional discomfort as more knowing. Notably, Beattie remains entirely off-stage and does not substitute for Courbet, as the artist on the centre stage. Instead, Ryan is centralised, holding his palette and brush, sitting at an oil painting of an interior. Beattie is embedded, though, in the personal networks he draws on, from those who have funded his projects, to those involved in his residency at IMMA, where the film was recorded in the Great Hall.
 
The films offer a place from which to consider the microcosmic self-referential art world, the personal aspects of working in the studio, and the ability to negotiate this world of politics and favours. They tread a fine line between both personal respect for the people involved and some analysis of the implications of these structures. In contrast to Courbet’s original, there is an absence of a visual representation of a wider public audience for Beattie’s artistic output, or the implications of a strong social critique.
 
Beattie firmly resists the temptation to impose one narrative, or to seek notoriety. Navigating the powerful strategy of re-enactment causes tensions for both artist and viewer. It provides a strong set of references, with conventional tropes and multiple layers. However, there are also complications associated with the potential for overly literal interpretations and the specificity associated with recognising particular practitioners in an Irish art world context.
 
 
John Beattie: An Artist, The Studio, and all the rest… was on view 15 November 2012 – 21 December 2012.

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Eithne Jordan: Street / En Route http://enclavereview.org/eithne-jordan-street-royal-hibernian-academy-dublin/ Tue, 03 Nov 2015 11:20:32 +0000 http://enclavereview.org/?p=1292 There is a persuasive but gentle emptiness to the works of Eithne Jordan, spread across two companion exhibitions, one at the Royal Hibernian Academy, and the other at Rubicon Gallery. The focus of each is buildings: houses, apartments, a deserted mansion, a courthouse; sited on streets, empty save for the occasional car, and lit by street lamps, twilight or pale dawn. Sometimes there is a light behind a window, but more often the eyes of these buildings are dark, the façades blankly impenetrable. There is a division of scale and medium: at the RHA, the works are larger, oil on linen; while at Rubicon smaller gouaches on paper, some of them studies for the RHA pieces, are on display.

Scale is significant because in the smaller works there is a drawing in, as the miniaturisation condenses the gaze into an intimacy that feels more personal than the alienation accruing to the larger paintings. There, the soft flatness of the muted, subtle gradations of greys, browns, and colours of brick and stone, hold you at a critical distance from inhabiting any more than the ground the artist herself inhabits, always outside. And Jordan’s preoccupation is with the condition of being outside, not on the way to being inside, but, as the title of the Rubicon’s exhibition suggests, always on the way to somewhere else.

In his essay, ‘The Interior of a House’, commissioned for the RHA catalogue, Colm Tóibín, chooses to imagine a story of the hidden life behind one set of these windows. Tóbin creates a small world peopled with the sensitive banalities of family relationships: the little manipulations, the modest ambitions for interior decorating. It is a sweetly resonant story, but one at odds with the intent of these works. Jordan’s streetscapes do not in fact present us with a dialectic between interior and exterior, and they do not invite us to imagine what is going on inside. Instead these works are all about the outside. Here, buildings are symbols of a society that may also alienate, rather than icons of warmth and shelter.

Eithne Jordan: Courthouse III, 2012. Oil on linen. 114 x 146cm. Image courtesy of the Rubicon Gallery.
Eithne Jordan: Courthouse III, 2012. Oil on linen. 114 x 146cm. Image courtesy of the Rubicon Gallery.

The title of the series Hoarding (2011) reveals this intent, as here walls and boards act as barriers. In Hoarding IV, at RHA, the promises of adverts on the wooden shuttering are as empty and unreadable as the dark shadows behind the windows of the apartment block beyond. Perhaps Car Park II (2011) encapsulates all these strands most fully. In the Rubicon Gallery study, the rain-washed streets of a wet dawn, and the soft lights within the multi-storey building, open up the potential for the idea of journey to take root. This may not be ‘our’ place, but it is a point on the way. At the RHA, the scene is altogether darker, and the boarded up windows on the building that dominates the right hand side of the painting are in dialogue with the No Entry road signs. Here the way ahead is unclear, but the overall sense is that we cannot linger, and there is no way back.

The light at Jordan’s chosen times of day is that of dawn or twilight, those liminal moments between day and night. This chimes with the idea of En Route, which alludes to the placelessness of being separated from where you are. It is also, in the hands of an expert, a simply stunning light to paint, and Jordan, rightly considered one of Ireland’s leading artists, is an expert handler of paint, composition and form. That is part of the reason why, loaded as they are with a sense of existential angst, Jordan’s paintings, whether oil on linen, or gouache on paper, are so seductive.

Another reason is the way in which each of these works presents both a puzzle and its own answer: the conundrum being the question of how we can continue to live, hope, think and love, in a landscape that reminds us that all the edifices we have created for civilisation and comfort are nothing more than cold brick and stone, excluding more than they shelter. The answer, which lies at the heart of these two exhibitions, is that understanding all this is our strength. Jordan’s viewpoint offers us a position from which to view that condition, and draw power from the reality of being an individual, rather than through the mythologised stories of home, and the fiction of finally settling down to satisfaction.

 

Eithne Jordan: En Route, was on view 3 November – 8 December 2012; Eithne Jordan: Street, was on view 15 November – 21 December 2012.

 

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Stag & Deer: THERE, THERE / Viviane Sassen: Parasomnia http://enclavereview.org/stag-deer-there-there-viviane-sassen-parasomnia/ Tue, 03 Nov 2015 11:18:15 +0000 http://enclavereview.org/?p=1284 Crawford Art Gallery was one of five different spaces recently occupied by the guerilla exhibition project Stag & Deer, founded in 2010 by Pamela Condell and Pádraig Spillane. Sassen’s exhibition formed part of THERE, THERE, an ambitious multi-part presentation of contemporary photography staged in various venues around Cork City. Condell and Spillane, themselves both practicing photographers, prefer to describe their role as exhibition-makers rather than conventional curators, and THERE, THERE, had something of a ‘slack space’ modus operandi. Thematically, the five shows moved between expressions of otherness and separation, and a hope for bringing back together what the modern world has disconnected or obscured. The possibility of reconciliation was probed on three planes simultaneously: through the photographic medium itself, through an appeal to a global array of photographers, and through the appropriation of several civic spaces.
 
The orchestration of such an ambitious and far reaching project, both in terms of the sheer amount of exhibited works and in the fact that the show synchronized five separate urban zones, is in itself impressive and deserves recognition. The partisan nature and the wide scope of the event necessarily attracted a number of diverse spectators. For me, the experience became centered around the dialogue of the artwork with the space which it inhabits, and consequently with the spectator entering this zone, which by no means is ever transparent or free from tension.
 
The whole event was launched with Parasomnia, a photographic series by Viviane Sassen exhibited in the Sculpture Gallery at the Crawford. Sassen’s works essentially refer to sleep disorders and all sorts of quasi-oneiric manifestations present in waking life. The shots taken in East Africa are vividly traced by scorching sunrays, which sharply delineate forms, underpinning them with dense shadows and saturating with high-pitched, vibrant colours. Sassen’s photographic eye tends to focus on single bodies (either whole or fragmented) within various inhabitable spaces, which by their particular visual quality present themselves on the pictorial plane as a set of peculiar ‘dream-morphoses’.
 
Sassen operates as a dream-weaver employing the camera as the shadow-catcher par excellence. All the images are constructed on the basis of a tension between light and shadow, presence and absence, becoming allegories for waking and sleeping states. We can contemplate objects and forms (morphs), defined in the visible world by their materialisation in light and delineation with shadow, captured by Sassen for their suggestive ‘para-oneiric’ quality. It seems common sense that light literally and symbolically denotes life in its waking state, while shadow and darkness inevitably call to mind the non-being, twilight and the oneiric- all that stands for the realm of Somnus and Morpheus. However, in the case of the Parasomnia series the opposite holds equally true: here an intense, overwhelming light becomes a signifier of dream. The more the forms are highlighted and imbued with colour, the more they accentuate and are accentuated by the shadows, the more they indexically imprint themselves in space and on a photographic plane- effectively the more they become ‘para-somniac’.
 
Viviane Sassen: Belladonna, 2010. C-print. 100 cm x 125 cm. J.F., 2010. C-print. 80 cm x 100 cm. Courtesy of the artist and Stevenson Gallery, Cape Town. Installation shot of Parasomnia at the Sculpture Gallery, Crawford Gallery, Cork. Image courtesy of Jed Niezgoda.
Viviane Sassen: Belladonna, 2010. C-print. 100 cm x 125 cm. J.F., 2010. C-print. 80 cm x 100 cm. Courtesy of the artist and Stevenson Gallery, Cape Town. Installation shot of Parasomnia at the Sculpture Gallery, Crawford Gallery, Cork. Image courtesy of Jed Niezgoda.

Let us imagine the scene: midday with the sun at its highest, a young black boy in a red T-shirt is sleeping on the ground. Absurdly, he is still seated in a blue plastic chair tipped onto its side. The clearly delineated forms of the boy’s body and chair lose their sense of solidity by being flattened to the two-dimensional plane, morphing together intertwined by hieroglyphic shadows. Sassen captures this within a vertical format, where the silhouette of a boy nested in his dream-chair seems to be hovering over the rusty earth. Sassen’s conscious insistence on verticality of this image, which stands in opposition to the actual horizontality of registered event, together with the indeterminable plane of the burnt sienna dust functioning as the image’s background, is what makes the picture uncannily anamorphic. This visual conundrum of forms meshed with the spaces they inhabit (which are often hard to establish at first glance), is the most compelling achievement of the series. The uncertainty of our vision enhances the ‘para-somniac’ quality of Sassen’s images, which lend themselves differently to our eye from different vantage points within the space they occupy.

 
So, how do these images function within the space into which they have been inserted by Stag & Deer? My first impression was of the photographs being oppressed by the overwhelming presence of Canova’s classical casts. Not only were Sassen’s modestly scaled images not granted their own space, but they had been humbly inserted on the walls behind the sculptures and were often obscured by these self-assured monumental presences. My first impression was that of a missed encounter, I had a feeling that the juxtaposition did not work. Nonetheless, I gradually became captivated by the series and I started to work against the grain according to it, re-discovering the photographs within the space along their apparent oppression and ‘out-of-place-ness’ in relation to Canova’s Vatican casts. On reflection, it became clear that Sassen’s photographs were well able to defend themselves, to mark their own territory and to operate effectively and critically in relation to the classical casts, the gallery space and the viewer.
 
On entering the gallery, when the works are seen at a distance and just emerge as radiant ghosts in the background a game of constant push and pull ensues. The spectators, magnetically drawn to the images, have to fight their way through the gallery space. They are tactically forced to maneuver between the statues in order to gain the access to the photographs. However, during this meandering tour they experience more than just the sense of casts as spatial obstacles. They rather acquire a growing awareness of both dimensions: that of a spatial sculpture, and that of a pictorial plane. The images, which are literally flat, present a challenge to the sculptures as in a contemporary paragone (the Renaissance dispute over the primacy of sculpture and painting), claiming some form of mastery over the three-dimensional plaster effigies. Gradually, their material flatness dissolves as they adopt a unique dimensionality of their own- the virtuality of a phantom presence. They start to haunt our consciousness as they emerge from the gallery walls, little by little passing into the forefront of our visual field. Slowly, like vibrant specters they begin to hover around the space, eclipsing the white, cold casts as they project themselves on their empty plaster surfaces.
 
Literally and symbolically the Parasomnia series is everything that the Vatican sculptures are not, thus positioning itself as their direct negation. Consequently, Sassen’s images function as visual freedom fighters, hot living presences put up against the cold, rigid absences of the sculptures (more effectively if we consider Canova’s series as copies- casts of the originals which they are not, flimsy and hollow in themselves, thus in fact having a less unique presence than the photographs, which by their nature encapsulate the problematic of the copy). As spectators, we are entering an age-old discourse: classic vs. modern, high vs. low, institutional vs. autonomous, and it is entirely up to us whether we join the partisan game. This playful visual and spatial revolution unfolded to me as a soft yarn of rich wool, its thread was weaving itself around the cold faux-marble corpses, creating vibrant tension. And thus the gallery space became a place of syncopation, Stag & Deer’s intervention brilliantly jazzing up the morbid classical tone, working effectively precisely because it was not working in accord.
 
 
Viviane Sassen: Parasomnia was on view 18 October – 3 November 2012.

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Drawing Time: Tacita Dean’s Narratives of Inscription http://enclavereview.org/drawing-time-tacita-deans-narratives-of-inscription/ Tue, 03 Nov 2015 11:15:26 +0000 http://enclavereview.org/?p=1270 Zo-grapho, literally meaning, writing life.’1

I Of marks, traces, and supplements

 
One of the pleasures of looking at drawing is the way in which, because the marks comprise a record of their own production, the viewer is able to re-experience, to a degree, the process of that drawing’s manifestation. To produce a drawing, marks are made on a surface that did not previously bear them; something emerges through the gesture of the maker. It could be said of the films of artists producing works involving graphic marks – Hans Namuth’s film of Pollock painting on glass, shot in 1950, or Henri-Georges Clouzot’s Le mystère Picasso, from 1956 – that they bring out the experience of the work coming into being that is already contained in a drawing as a record of mark-making over time.
 
At the same time as recording a process of coming into presence, these films are themselves traces of traces. They record marks that are records of a time that has already departed in the very moment of their inscription. This non-presence is constitutive of their ‘being’ as the marks that they are. Or to be more precise, as the ‘more’ than the physical marks that they are. This ‘more’ itself has a double aspect. Traces are more than marks because there is something to them that is not a matter of the perception of their qualities – that is what I am calling the dimension of absence.² Their presence indicates an absence on which they depend for their very presentness. This first sense of absence may itself be understood in two ways: structurally, as an aspect of the temporal dimension of presentness where the non-present past and future are constitutive of the present; and as the withdrawal of an other – including an other person – in the leaving of the trace. As is well known, Pliny the Elder points this out in his story of the ‘origin of painting’, where the daughter of the potter Butades outlines the shadow of her lover who is about to depart.³ The second aspect of this ‘more’ in the mark of drawing, rather than being an absence, is an excess. There is more in the drawn mark than that which serves its function either as a signifier or as the delineation of a representation. This might be described as an obtuse materiality that neither precedes, nor is absorbed into these functions of the drawing.
 
Thus we could say that drawing touches the two limits of the meaningful and the representational, namely absence and excess. The same is true for the relation to the other person, according to Emmanuel Lévinas who, writing of the ethical relation, says that the other both transcends the immanence of being, so in a certain sense ‘is’ not, and yet ‘overflows’ his or her image in an excessive proximity.4 It could be that these two dimensions are connected by the idea of the ‘index’ where the mark is understood as a sign linked by causality, touch or contiguity to that which generates it.5 Thus it involves both excess as an event of contact, and absence as a trace that has been left behind: both involve a ‘not-seeing’, one as the blind spot – the French phrase for which, tache aveugle, nicely suggests that this blindness is associated with a stain or smear on a surface. In this way the mark of drawing involves simultaneously life and loss or death.
 
On the side of the trace, I am drawing on the text by Jacques Derrida for the catalogue of the exhibition he selected under the aegis of the Department of Graphic Arts at the Louvre in 1990, titled Memoirs of the Blind: The Self-Portrait and Other Ruins. For Derrida, drawing involves blindness in its making, and a drawing of the blind is a self-portrait of the one who draws, because the mark of drawing has an intrinsic relation to the trace. The trace for Derrida is that non-presence constitutive of the present that renders full presence impossible and therefore undermines the project of a phenomenology of perception with its watchword ‘to the things themselves’.6 Derrida’s fundamental concern in Memoirs of the Blind is therefore not with providing an account of the materiality of drawing, or the ways in which drawings manifest themselves as phenomena, but rather with the relation of drawing-as-trace to ‘witness’. Since this is a witness to the other as transcending perceptual appearance, it must be a witness in the modality of blindness, a blind witness, a certain blindness that will come to be related to touch, as witness. The act of bearing witness requires that evidence always be accompanied by testimony that usually takes the form of a narrative of some kind.
 
This is why, in his catalogue text, Derrida does not give us descriptions of how drawings look or appear. Rather, he tells stories. We could say that stories indicate the place of the blindness of drawing insofar as the marks of drawing are also traces. So here we have a possible relation of drawing to narrative. Derrida’s intention is not to reduce drawing to the illustration of a story. This is because we are not primarily concerned with drawing as image. The story arises in relation to the mark as trace, trace of absence and trace of the other: the story concerns that which withdraws from or exceeds presence, for example the other, or an event – maybe traumatic – of which sense needs to be made. If the trace names what Derrida calls the ‘originary supplement’ of presence – that which appears to come after and be derivative (the trace left by something that was present) but makes the ‘original presence’ possible,7 and we take that to be a dimension of the marks that make up the drawing – the trace as both absence and excess is supplemented in turn by the story that needs to be told about the work. In a movement of double supplementation, the story thus bears witness to the witness (to absence and otherness) borne by the trace.
 
An act of witness is often a story told by one who is alive, sometimes on behalf of those who are not. If a piece of writing, or a recorded image, is to stand witness, it needs someone to attest to its authenticity. Witness is connected not only with death and absence, but also with life and presence. Tacita Dean’s writings concerning her works often take the form of a story of how the coming about of the work, frequently through coincidence and happenstance, is entwined with her life. The texts are therefore a form of life writing. They are supplements, asides, yet essential to the work which would not have come into being without the events and experiences that they describe.
 
The title Dean chose for the group exhibition she selected and which toured in 2005, An Aside, also refers to the title her earliest book of writing, and is now often also applied to the stories she tells about how her works come about.8 In the introduction she writes that the title is ‘active’: ‘it is no stage whisper but a decisive moment when an actor chooses to address the audience directly whilst not affecting the action on stage.’9 What does this mean? Is the ‘aside’ a part of the work or alongside yet outside it? This might remind the reader of Derrida’s discussion in Truth in Painting of the ‘passe-partout’, the border between work and frame for example when a drawing or painting is placed in a matte or cardboard mount, in relation to the figure of the ‘parergon’ in Kant:

‘…neither work [ergon] nor outside the work [hors d’oeuvre], neither inside nor outside, neither above nor below, it disconcerts any opposition but does not remain indeterminate and it gives rise to the work. It is no longer merely around the work. That which it puts in place — the instances of the frame, the title, the signature, the legend, etc. — does not stop disturbing the internal order of discourse on painting, its works, its commerce, its evaluations, its surplus-values, its speculation, its law, and its hierarchies.’10

The parergon has the same structural relation to the work as what Derrida also calls a ‘supplement’ has to the origin: the supplement appears to come after that which it supplements, to be outside it, nonetheless it only does its work as supplement with respect to an internal lack, something missing rather than a positive origin. What seems to exist within clear borders, marking the division between inclusion and exclusion, is shown to depend upon what it excludes, and to do so not in a derivative but in a fundamental and constitutive way. But this process of supplementation works in two directions: not only is presence supplemented by the absence involved in the trace, but the traces themselves, whether of drawing or of film and photography, are supplemented by the lives of both Dean and those who form the subjects of her films, whether directly, or through the things that they have left behind and the marks they have made in the world.
 

II Drawing and narrative time

 
Tacita Dean began making blackboard drawings early, in 1992 during her second year at the Slade School of Fine Art. The blackboard drawings have a number of common features. Mostly they comprise sequences, deriving from one of their sources in story boarding for film. This would imply a sequence of events, the trajectory of one to the next sometimes indicated by arrows at the edge of the frames. The images are supplemented by written phrases, describing the action taking place, and its conditions, for example ‘strong wind’ with an arrow showing the direction in which it blows in one of the boards of The Roaring Forties: Seven Boards in Seven Days (1997), which depicts a line of sailors on a yard rolling up the sail. Weather is important in many of the drawings, which often depict danger, wreckage, and catastrophe. The sea becomes a metaphor for the extent to which human beings are vulnerable to forces beyond their control, and subject to luck.
 
The blackboard drawings allow erasure – rubbings out – to be manifest, and for drawing and writing to be layered like a palimpsest. Time thus works in two dimensions: laterally from board to board, and in depth through the layering of the marks and their erasure. The lateral dimension relates to sequence and thus (potential) narrative, while the layering suggests the temporality of emergence into presence, and withdrawal into concealment. Taking these two dimensions of time together, the sequential depiction spatialises time, lays it out in front of the viewer, sometimes in the manner of a panorama, while the use of signs pointing to the out-of-field, such as arrows (also to be found in Paul Klee’s Departure of the Ships (1927)), as well as the inclusion of the traces of erasure (a characteristic also of William Kentridge’s films such as Felix in Exile (1994), where the process of inscription, erasure, and re-inscription is made manifest in the animation), touch on the limits of any such spatialisation.
 
Another work by Dean to deal with time, entirely in terms of landscape and writing, is the five-part photogravure Blind Pan of 2004. The ‘Pan’ of the title refers on the one hand to the panning shot in cinema, which is ‘blind’, as when in its making the cameraperson can’t see the final frame, and so is working without entirely being able to know the result. This implies a relation both to contingency, and to the out of frame. On the other hand, the title is of course also a reference to the Greek god of shepherds and pipes, with the hindquarters and horns of a goat, whose sons helped Dionysus, and who was the only one of the Greek gods to die. Insofar as Pan played the pipes, and is thus linked with art, the title also connotes the idea of the blind poet Homer, at the ‘origin’ of the poetry of the West, and reminds us of the seer Tiresias who warns Oedipus of his unwitting fate. The trajectory of narrative time reveals the fatality – subject to contingency and luck – of coming into being, and thus forms a parallel to Dean’s working method.
 
If Dean’s Blind Pan has a narrative subject, this has to do not with narrative fulfilling a meaning or providing a conclusion, but rather with the gap in a narrative, the space between Sophocles’ plays King Oedipus and Oedipus at Colonos. Dean imagines Oedipus being led by his daughter and sister Antigone from Thebes, where he has put out his own eyes, to the place close to Athens where he passes from human sight, where, according to Antigone’s sister Ismene, ‘He’s gone without a tomb, and no one saw him go.’11
 
The inscription of words and names from ancient Greek drama, coupled with the erasure of the writing and graphic marks which conveys a sense of the process of emergence of image and word in inscription, recalls the paintings of Cy Twombly, on whom Dean wrote an undergraduate thesis, and who formed the subject of a film, Edwin Parker (2011). In ‘A Panegyric’ for Twombly, she mentions – referring to a collage drawing by Twombly – the ‘horned and hairy half-goat god’, under a quote presumably from a journal written in 1987 on an undergraduate visit to Greece, which begins ‘I have wandered to the communal wasteland just below Delphi.’12 However, the words in Dean’s Blind Pan don’t so much give the impression of graffiti or an Ur-writing smeared to become an event of contact with the force of the Classical past, but rather seem almost like annotations – on something between a landscape and a map, literally a topo-graphy. Another contrast with painting is the photogravure that Dean uses for this work, a medium now obsolete for the mass dissemination of images that is associated with early photography – hence the double, or even triple, inscription of a ‘topo-photo-graphy,’ involving writing, image and reproduction. Whether in Blind Pan or the films, synoptic space and linear time are evoked only to be disrupted. Dean’s is an art not of progress and control but of anachronism and chance. In its afterlife, the past that appears to have been left behind by progress dreams another future than our present.13 And the work demonstrates – through how it comes about, what it shows and the tales that the artist tells – that a condition of our finitude is that what befalls us by chance or unintended consequence may equally be happy or tragic.
 
Sophocles’ Oedipus tragedies show how vision and blindness are connected with time. They also invert at its very beginning the triumphal relation of seeing and knowing that is so much a feature of the Western ‘hegemony of vision’. When Oedipus sees, he does not know, and when he knows, he blinds himself. The transition – from unknowing vision to the exposure of blindness – is brought about by his subjection, as a mortal, to time. In Oedipus at Colonos Oedipus says,

O Theseus,
dear friend, only the gods can never age,
the gods can never die. All else in the world
almighty Time obliterates, crushes all
to nothing.14

 
Echoing what the Chorus said to him in Oedipus the King, ‘Time, all-seeing Time has dragged you to the light…’15
 
Tragedy is the experience of finitude, of being subject to time. Dean’s Blind Pan brings out what is at stake in the analogue as the medium of finite time. Not least this has to do with the implication of vision and blindness. Dean’s Blind Pan uses drawing and writing to touch on the limit of the visual, a limit that is time, and also that of the trauma of a ‘family romance.’ As if the pan – the gaze – is necessarily blind. The artist’s role is not to make the invisible visible, but rather to bear witness to the gap, the space between two plays that Oedipus traverses blindly, yet with another kind of sight.
 
We could take as a counterpoint to this movement the later vertical line of five photographs by Dean, The Line of Fate (2011). It is named after an essay by Leo Steinberg where, in the words of Dean,

“…he studied the significance of the diagonal in the work of Michelangelo, particularly in the Last Judgment in the Sistine Chapel. He saw in the fresco a hidden diagonal trajectory stretching from the vault of Heaven to the furthest corner of Hell, with the flayed skin of Saint Bartholomew and its distorted self-portrait of Michelangelo at the exact centre point. Michelangelo was painting his own Line of Fate, placing himself at the centre of judgment, for the individual is humanity judged.”16

Dean visited Steinberg, then ninety years old, in his apartment to photograph his hands as he wrote his manuscript on Michelangelo’s Tondo Doni on a yellow block of lined paper. As she is leaving, he remarks that ‘the greatest misery of old age was that one loses the right to be judged by one’s own peers.’ Looking through the photographs some time later, Dean ‘caught sight of a serendipitous diagonal across five of the images—the appearance of a Line of Fate in the writing hand of Leo Steinberg.’ The hand that writes is also written: in palmistry, the fate line contains the history of a life, a traversal.17 The photographs are placed in a vertical line on the wall – the second from the top the only one in colour showing a small reproduction of the Tondo sitting on the desk – and the hand holding the pen forming a diagonal from left to right, echoing the line described by Steinberg in the Last Judgment. So, three judgments: Michelangelo’s placing himself under the judgment of God, Steinberg’s sorrow at the loss of his peers who might judge his work, and Dean’s judgment in choosing which photographs to use and how to place them – and a fourth, perhaps, that of the viewer. Various kinds of line that join across the gaps are discovered: between the five photographs, between Steinberg’s impatience at the little time left to him and Dean’s patient attendance on serendipity, between the renaissance artist’s disguised self-portrait in the flayed skin of another, and the portrait of the historian not as a visage, but through his writing hand alone. In each instance there is a perception by a viewer of the presence of the artist in the work in a mise en abîme: Steinberg sees how Michelangelo puts himself into the Sistine Last Judgment; Dean sees Steinberg in his writing; and the viewer sees Dean seeing Steinberg seeing Michelangelo in his painting. Each life is in relation to the other in the shadow of death. By supplementing the photographs with the story of how the work came about Dean is putting the viewer addressed by the story in the position of Steinberg with respect to Michelangelo’s Last Judgment, discovering and acknowledging her own line of fate.
 

III Drawing Places and Things in Film

 
In 2009 Tacita Dean made Still Life and Day for Night, two films extracted from footage shot in the studio of the painter Giorgio Morandi (1890-1964), in the Bologna house at via Fondazza 36 where he lived with his sisters and worked from 1910 to 1964, and which has been restored to comprise the modern rooms and passageways of a museum and study centre and, visible through a transparent screen, the studio preserved as Morandi left it. In the text to accompany the films, Dean writes of the objects that were everywhere, ‘grouped on the tables and under the chairs and gathered together on the floor…face powder boxes, conical flasks, vases of cotton flowers, gas lamps and oil cans, pots, jars and bottles, and containers whose function we no longer recognize.’18 To her surprise,

He did not choose, as I had always imagined, simply not to paint anything about an object that he did not deem necessary, but instead transformed them beforehand, making them the objects he wanted to see. It was not about denying detail because the detail he liked, he kept. The miraculous opacity of his painted objects is already there in the objects themselves. His was a double artifice.19

This double artifice meant making paintings, drawings and etchings of the objects on which he had already painted. He did not show these objects that he had transformed, only the paintings and etchings of them. If these could be taken as works, they might best be descried as ‘studio works’ – to borrow the name Briony Fer gives to Eva Hesse’s sculptural experiments20 – which occupy a strange space in between the untransformed object and the painting, objects already half incorporated, made part of that peculiar world that is the studio, where they are subject to an attention that is different from that given to objects with a function or that we have grown accustomed to in our surroundings.21 This in-between status of the object on the way to becoming an art work but not quite there, and of the traces of the art-making process left behind, have come to intrigue us at a time when the ontological status of the art work – its mode of being – is unstable. The idea of the readymade invented by Marcel Duchamp, art works made by displacement, has something to do with this instability: photographs of the time show us that the readymades had a life in the studio before they were shown outside in the world or passed on to collectors.22 Photographs and films too, as indexical representations that allow objects – relics of themselves – to be transported anyplace, have offered a model of art-making as displacement. Also, increasingly since the 1960s artists have explored the potential of eliding the distinction between artworks and other objects in the world, to question both the sanctum of the gallery and the commodification of everyday life.
 
Still Life and Day for Night are, directly and indirectly, about the studio (Edwin Parker also contains extended sequences in the studio in Lexington, Virginia, his birthplace, to which he usually returned every autumn for a couple of months from his studios in Rome and Gaeta).23 The studio is a place for being with things that are, at least temporarily, removed from the world of instrumental relations, and are allowed to disclose themselves in other ways. In Being and Time the philosopher Heidegger describes this relation as one of ‘care’.24 Care – like the ‘anxiety’ of ‘being-towards-death’ – is a temporal condition of finitude. As Maurice Blanchot has shown, being towards death involves an ‘impossible relation’, what the French call un rapport sans rapport, a ‘relation without relation’: death is an experience that cannot be experienced since it involves the extinction of the subject of experience, and yet, for Heidegger it is this impossible relation that defines the very singularity – the Eigentlichkeit or ‘ownmost’ – of the Dasein (Heidegger’s preferred word for the human being who is ‘thrown’ into a world already there, and projects herself forward over there in ‘anticipatory resoluteness’, a mixture of passivity and activity). We could say, then, that the studio is the place in which the artist ‘lives out’ this impossible relation, where she encounters the opacity – the mystery – of things and of herself.
 
The two films that Dean made in Morandi’s studio indicate two aspects of the experience of being with things in relation to finite temporality. Still Life comprises a sequence of still shots of the paper on the table on which Morandi drew out the positions of the objects that he painted in his still lives – so what we see in the film is a palimpsest of the traces of positions of objects that are now absent – like the circumscription of the shadow in the story from Pliny, and are also reminiscent of the faded patches and tears in the Hessian wallpaper and marks on the carpet of Darmstädter Werkblock (2007) filmed in the Joseph Beuys’s seven room installation in Darmstadt’s Hessisches Landesmuseum, before the modernization of the galleries. Dean was not allowed to film the works, so recorded the traces of time since Beuys established the rooms, which were about to be obliterated.
 
The circles, swirls, childlike squiggles and sometimes written letters and numbers – an ‘R’, a ‘B’, ‘2’. ‘30’, ‘50’, words that are hard to decipher – that we see as the camera is now closer, now further from the sheets in Still Life, and that appear to form abstract overall drawings in their own right, are overlaid on top of each other so that they record not just spatial placement of objects, and in the case of pinholes the sheet itself, but are also the traces through time of different arrangements, so that they exist both spatially and in a palimpsestic depth, like the tracings and erasures of Dean’s backboard drawings and Blind Pan. The film also makes clear something that is latent in Blind Pan, the relation of the horizontal, the sheet laid flat on a table or angled on a drawing board, to the vertical orientation when it is hung on the wall, or projected onto a screen.
 
It was Leo Steinberg, discussing the production and effect of Robert Rauschenberg’s paintings and prints, who called this the ‘flatbed picture plane’ which ‘makes its symbolic allusion to hard surfaces such as tabletops, studio floors, charts, bulletin boards – any receptor surface on which objects are scattered’, that ‘cuts across ‘abstract’ and ‘representational’’ and ‘that changed the relationship between artist and image, image and viewer’.25 This play of the relation between horizontal and vertical had already been remarked as an effect of graphic art by Walter Benjamin. In an early fragment of 1917 he notes that paintings are ‘longtitudinal sections’ and seem to contain things, while drawings and graphic works are ‘transverse sections’ that are ‘symbolic’ in that they ‘contain signs’.26 While some drawings are made to be seen held up, others only make sense in a horizontal position, which is like that of texts to be read. In our historical epoch ‘pictures are set vertically and signs horizontally’, but he speculates whether there may have existed an ‘originally vertical’ position of script, such as engraving in stone. In another early text, ‘Painting, or Signs and Marks’ he understands the ‘graphic line’ as belonging to the sphere of the sign, whereas the ‘mark’ is characteristic of painting. The mark involves the body, something smudged or laid on a surface, and also time – the German word for mark, Mal is etymologically linked to painting (Malerie) and means a moment in time. The word, for Benjamin, enters into painting as the name that is required to link it to the world.27 Inscription thus combines the distinct modes of sign and mark, and the orientations of horizontal and vertical, each convoluted around the other. In Still Life film adds to these horizontal and vertical orientations further dimensions of time, that of its own recording in Bologna, and replay in the gallery as it winds through the camera and the spools of the projector, and between the two the editing – cutting and joining of the strips of celluloid – that takes place in the artist’s Berlin studio.
 
The drawn marks on Morandi’s sheets are indexes (signs caused by or in direct proximity to their referents) not just of the hand of the artist that made them, but also of the now absent objects. The film thus plays between the presence of the marks and the absence of both the artist and the objects whose positions they demarcated. These sheets were not intended by Morandi for exhibition. What joins the drawings – or perhaps we should call them diagrams – to the film is the finitude of analogue time. As trace, the presence of the filmic image comprises a remembering of absence.
 
On the one hand, this finitude relates to human finitude, as an experience of loss and the anticipation of death. On the other hand, time is finite in a sense that is not necessarily human; that is, it involves contingency, that things are as they are in the mode that they might have been otherwise. Put in another way, this is to say that an element of chance enters into every configuration of time. With respect to this, art becomes a framing of contingency, which is a way of finding a necessity in it, not in the form of a general law, but in the singular happenstance. This is one reason why the analogue photograph assumes such importance as a model not only of verisimilitude, but also for art as such: the photographic model of the work of art. Film – celluloid, analogue film – elaborates the temporal dimension of the photographic model, extending it from the still into duration. Dean’s Still Life and Day for Night stretching the still image into the span of time by creating pictures that have duration by shooting them with a static camera. In Still Life the perduring objects are touched with the marks of Morandi’s brush – his presence on the objects that also become traces of his absence –sustained in the duration of Dean’s film.
 
Day for Night presents a sequence of still shots of the bottles, jars, and other objects that Morandi prepared for his still lives. Dean was not allowed to move the objects in the studio, which had become a museum, perhaps even a kind of mausoleum. The objects are still, but the film of course moves, it is ‘moving image’ even when the camera is still and the objects remain in their place. That is, film presents the still life (nature morte) as a temporal mode of attention. But Dean has inserted a distinction between Morandi’s still life paintings, and her film. She concludes her text:

Amidst his objects, which still held the aura of their depiction, I came at last to a decision as to how I could treat them. I filmed them singly, one by one, centred in my frame, and did as Morandi would never have done: made their composition random.

Morandi used the sheets that Dean filmed in Still Life to control the positioning of the everyday objects – mostly jugs, bottles, and other containers – that he had already incorporated into his world by painting them, although Dean shows this ordering device to have the inadvertent consequence of a near chaos of curves, lines and cyphers. Morandi did not travel far; his art was one of interiorisation, largely made at home, in his room. To look at his still life paintings is calming, we need think of nothing else. It is impossible to say why they are perfect, but perfect they are, although it is not a geometric but a lyric perfection. This is what it means for them to be composed. To take the sources for what Morandi placed and painted in their afterlife, and make their composition random is to open the work – Morandi’s as well as Dean’s – to chance. Instead of an arrangement, the work becomes the result of a journey, an unanticipated destination.
 

IV The Maze of Time

 
A number of the journeys involved in Tacita Dean’s works take the form of pilgrimages, such as the search for the remains of works by Robert Smithson, Trying to Find the Spiral Jetty (1997), From Columbus Ohio to the Partially Buried Woodshed (1999), and the various journeys made to find things related to Donald Crowhurst, the yachtsman who sent fictional radio messages in a round the world race, and may have gone overboard, supposedly with his malfunctioning chronometer. It sometimes seems as if relics fascinate Dean, a trait already in some of her earliest films, such as The Story of Beard (1992) and The Martyrdom of St Agatha (in several parts) (1994), with its fabricated breasts. Relics are analogue, because they transmit their power by touch, as the needle picks up the sound from a wax-covered disk. Film could be a means of transmitting the power of the relic, of ‘translating’ it from one place to another. And, indeed, like the revealing of the relic, the films and other projects, like the exhibition An Aside, often come about as a result of a series of coincidences or little miracles, which Dean calls, borrowing from André Breton, ‘objective chance’.28
 
To see Dean’s film The Friar’s Doodle during a trip to Spain I had to make a ‘pilgrimage’ myself to Silos, about four hours drive north of Madrid, to the Benedictine Monastery of Santo Domingo.29 The work was shown in an underground chamber off the cloister, which dates to 1073-76. The carved capitals and twisted columns are masterpieces of Romanesque art. At the entrance to the chamber was a display of photographs taken by Dean of graffiti carved into the stone walls, a mixture of stone-masons’ marks and designs, and text and signatures which may have been made at different periods of the building’s history. These marks cued the visitor to think about the individual who carved the graffiti as a memento of themselves, like a message to the future when they would no longer exist. Once again, the medium, the analogue photograph, doubles this structure as a trace of absence.
 
The library of the monastery contains the Missal of Silos (1151), the oldest known paper document in the West, with the paper probably coming from Islamic Spain.30 So Dean is showing a film of an ecclesiastical doodle on paper in a monastery containing the first example – a book using paper – of a form that is now in the process of becoming obsolete. We confront here the relation to time of a physical medium, one that bears the marks of the hand as a trace of the one who made it.
 
On entering the underground room with its stone walls and arched ceiling, we see a wooden chair positioned in front of a fairly small screen onto which a 16mm film on a loop is projected from behind. There is only a single chair, intimating a one-to-one relation with the image. Despite the long drive to get there, and the tiredness of arriving in the late afternoon, I felt a sense of tranquility on sitting in the chair. The screen was quite small, and not far away. Regarding it, I felt myself drawn into an architectural fantasy. The camera seemed to glide steadily back and forth following the lines and paths inscribed on a piece of brownish paper, the texture of which was quite visible.
 
As it happens, I wrote the first draft of this essay while listening to The Hilliard Ensemble’s recording of Perrotin’s early 13th century polyphonic liturgical music (French rather than Spanish), in the organum style based on existing liturgical chant, including the earliest four-part music written in the West. I’m reporting this at the risk of sounding precious, because there emerged a strange parallel between the rhythm and enfolding curves of the song, and the camera movement and rhythmic editing of The Friar’s Doodle. Indeed at Silos after watching the film through a number of times, I attended vespers in the chapel, sung by the monks. The exhibition of Dean’s work, organized by the Reina Sophia museum using Silos as an outpost, was chief curator Lynne Cooke’s initiative, and I had been told that attending one of the services is recommended as part of the visit. While listening to the chant, my mind and my eyes started wandering, and I found myself following the lines of the architecture, from the paving of the floor, up columns, and across arches. I was suddenly reminded of my experience of the film, in which the doodle is turned into an architectural reverie. Through the movement of our look over the paper, we are literally wandering in the drawing: there is neither a single static viewpoint – a prospect – nor multiple viewpoints, but rather a single, floating viewpoint. This might suggest an allegorical landscape ‒ Dante? – except for the fact that what we are wandering above and among seems too capricious, too fantastical.
 
The movement of The Friar’s Doodle contrasts with the stillness in many of Dean’s films, including the ones made in Morandi’s studio. However, rather than the camera moving, it was made using a static rostrum camera with the drawing on a moving table (a device that was typically used for the creation of film credits). This may account for the smoothness of the movement, which conveys a dream-like feeling, or more precisely one of reverie. Strictly this is a version of ‘go-animation’, where movement is created by moving the camera and/or the object, rather than creating it by drawing frames.31 Dean’s very first film, made in 1985 while a student at Falmouth School of Art, was an animation of drawings called Eternal Womanly, based on a personification of Wisdom from the Apocrypha (so interestingly enough also in relation to religion, albeit non-canonical).32 Of course almost all animation now is done digitally, so in this context part of the significance of The Friar’s Doodle is provided by Dean’s choice of an extremely simple, but effective, analogue method, and using celluloid film rather than digital video. This method is applied to a hand-drawn doodle. So what we are offered here is the trace of a trace: the tracing of the friar is traced in the film. Dean has written ‘It is as if my frame of mind is analogue when I draw: my unconscious reverie made manifest as an impression on the surface.’33 Although in The Friar’s Doodle the drawing is not by her, this sense of reverie seems to be present and is communicated to the viewer.
 
The trace on paper and the trace as film are subject to ageing. Just as the paper might oxidize, and eventually crumble, so the film becomes scratched by dust caught in the mechanism of the projector, and is subject to chemical changes with time. In other words, both mediums are vulnerable, and this is affected by and affects their relation to time. Much has been made of Dean’s choice of obsolete mediums, and her use of the analogue in opposition to the digital.34 We really need to try to understand what is at stake here. Obviously there is a question of the particular qualities of image and sound associated with analogue: not only is the image projected from celluloid film so far unsurpassed for its richness and depth, but it also is marked by the effect of scratches and dust during its projection, and it is gradually subject to chemical decay. Film ages just as its mortal viewers do, so it bears a relation to our bodies quite different from that of digital images that are generated from code (although it could be said that the latter are subject to glitch and ‘decay’ from errors entering the code, which could be related to biology and the body through genetic code, but the way that the aging is perceived is different). And in her statement on obsolescence for October magazine Dean writes, ‘I like the time you can hear passing: the prickled silence of mute magnetic tape or the static on a record.’35 But while analogue recording media are still marked by certain differences from digital in practice, is this so in principle? ‘Apps’ are available for mobile phones that imitate the effect of Super 8 film and photographs produced on rolls from different times and with a variety of old cameras. And no doubt digital sound recordings will simulate the effect of tape, if they do not do so already. A perfect imitation of a celluloid film projection can be imagined, perhaps even one that would simulate the effect of dust and scratches over time. So is it a question of what we know rather than what we see? Or the way in which what we see – and how we see – is affected by what we know?
 
In her statement for October, Dean also refers to ‘anachronism’:

I court anachronism – things that were once futuristic but are now out of date – and I wonder if the objects and buildings I seek were ever, in fact, content in their own time, as if obsolescence was invited at their conception.36

The word, which emerged in English in the 17th century, a time when new forms of society were emerging and being disputed, implies two times, one that is linear, the time of progress, and another that moves both backwards and forwards against that line disrupting its smooth passage. Something that is anachronistic is at once a throwback and a survivor, an anticipation in the past of a future other than that of the present, and something that remains, but does so in an active way that makes a claim on us that may be ethical, political, and existential. For me the issue here is one of finitude. There is a sense in which the films – and this perhaps applies to all the old films that we watch today – are memento mori. This effect is emphasized by the installation of The Friar’s Doodle in a crypt. We might also remember the connection of drawing to memorial in Dean’s Alabaster Drawings, where what looks like landscape of map together with words are engraved with dry point needle into the panels of stone, a series of which have been installed in a church in Casole d’Elsa in Italy in 2002, works that have some parallels with Blind Pan.37 The sense of a journey is carried into the experience of The Friar’s Doodle where the camera, which is very close to the surface of the paper, so that we can see its texture and the marks of its history left by the way that it was folded and placed for years inside a book, travels along the lines, which sometimes look like roads or passageways, in a fantasy city, neither the city of God, nor any existing or even possible city of man, but some other place, at once in the mind, yet extremely material.
 

Tacita Dean: Still Life (III), 2009. Set of 6 black and white photographs on fibre paper. Courtesy the artist; Marian Goodman Gallery, New York/Paris and Frith Street Gallery, London.
Tacita Dean: Still Life (III), 2009. Set of 6 black and white photographs on fibre paper. Courtesy the artist; Marian Goodman Gallery, New York/Paris and Frith Street Gallery, London.

The back-story places the work as having to do with the rediscovery of a lost fragment of the past, a long-lost doodle given to Dean when she was a schoolgirl by a young Franciscan friar, Brother Martin Jeffs, studying at the local university with whom she used to attend weekly Mass.38 She kept the piece of paper, folded in two, in a book about St Francis by another of the friars, Father Eric Doyle, whom Dean admired greatly, and who died shortly after she had requested that her art prize book token be spent on his book. The circumstance of the making of the film is connected with another, profound loss: Dean’s father, who converted to Catholicism as a teenager, had recently died. In an email to me, Dean characterized the film as ‘an odd film, a bit internal’.39 But what is internal to what? Internal to the friar who made the doodle? To the artist? Or are we inside it, as if wandering within someone else’s mental landscape? I’m inclined to think all three. And that is perhaps the odd thing about it.

 
There is also something about the unfolding spaces created by Dean’s animation of the friar’s doodle that reminds me of the ways that graphic architectural sets are used in German expressionist film of the 1920s – such as Walter Riemann’s designs for Robert Weine’s The Cabinet of Dr Caligari (1919) – and generally the way in which such graphic space is animated through film. The effect of the subjecting of space to time in this way is to internalize it. This effect of internalizing space by subjecting it to time creates the effect of something like a reverie or phantasy. In the expressionist film sets, the architecture is already distorted before it is filmed, so already in a sense ‘inward’.40 So the filming creates a kind of double internalization, which also turns the inside – the space of reverie and phantasy – into an outside. The looped film The Friar’s Doodle also conveys a sense of endlessness. The film conveys the sense of being on a journey that is at once deliberate and haphazard, maintaining a momentum though the consistent speed of the movement of the camera, yet taking unpredictable turns, and subject to the stops and new starts of the cuts. At times it reminded me of Piranesi’s Carceri, large etchings of imaginary prisons, begun in 1745, where the viewer eye wanders in a labyrinth of paradoxical architectural spaces, with seemingly no exit. Perhaps in this sense of animating a space Piranesi is proto-filmic. In her writing, Dean suggests that this might combine the wandering life of the mendicant friar, with that of the contemplative Benedictine monks walking round the cloisters above the crypt – ‘defining a life by walking it like defining a life by drawing it’.41 In the situation Dean creates for the viewer of The Friar’s Doodle, a body is sitting on a chair, watching a projected image on a rather small screen situated quite close, on which a graphic image loops endlessly. Perhaps in the end, more than of Pirenesi or Weine, this is reminiscent of Samuel Beckett’s play Krapp’s Last Tape, with its loops back into the past by means of an old audio tape player, an image of anachronistic memory in an analogue medium.
 
I would argue that with The Friar’s Doodle, instead of being an ‘aside’ to the work, writing has entered into its substance. The camera movement produces a meandering linear path throughout the drawing. If we take the doodle viewed instantaneously – a view we never see in Dean’s film – as a kind of hieroglyph, then the film marks a passage, using the process of filming the doodle on the horizontal, the orientation of writing, then projecting it vertically, the orientation of the image, from something like an ideogram to a linear form of ‘writing’ seen in one direction in its materiality as marks on paper, and in another as a drawing of the imagination, Brother Jeffs’ doodle, filmed by Dean, is accompanied by her writing, in which she remembers and bears witness to the departed. By insisting on the temporal dimension of materiality in analogue film, as an acknowledgement of mortality and loss, of those who leave as much as that which is left behind, The Friar’s Doodle leads not to the afterlife in eternity but back from these marks and traces to the only life we have.
 

Tacita Dean: Silos Overpainted (The Friar's Doodle) 5, 2010. Gouache on fibre based photograph. Courtesy the artist; Marian Goodman Gallery, New York/Paris and Frith Street Gallery, London
Tacita Dean: Silos Overpainted (The Friar’s Doodle) 5, 2010. Gouache on fibre based photograph. Courtesy the artist; Marian Goodman Gallery, New York/Paris and Frith Street Gallery, London

Another coincidence: during the weekend that I was concluding this essay, I received an email from Tacita Dean in which she wrote that she was in the process of copying parts of the friar’s doodle onto the photographs that she made of the more ancient markings on the stones of the monastery of Silos.

 
 
This paper is a modified version of a keynote lecture delivered at the conference, ‘Making in Two Modes’, organized by Ed Krčma and Liam Lenihan at Crawford Art Gallery, Cork, 16 September 2010.
 
 
Notes
 
1. Tacita Dean, ‘A Panegyric’ in Nicholas Serota, ed. Cy Twombly – Cycles and Seasons (London: Tate Publishing, 2008), 37.
2. I am drawing here on Derrida’s various discussions of the trace, beginning with Jacques Derrida, Speech and Phenomena and Other Essays on Husserl’s Theory of Signs (Evanston: Northwestern University Press, 1973); in particular see his exhibition catalogue essay on drawing, Jacques Derrida, Memoirs of the Blind: The Self-Portrait and Other Ruins (Chicago: The University of Chicago Press, 1993, trans slightly modified). In my review ‘Derrida and the Scene of Drawing’, Research in Phenomenology 24 (1994): 218-34, I discuss the difference and relation between the trace as trace of being and as trace of witness.
3. See Pliny, Natural History: Books Xxxiii-Xxxv, Goold, G. P. ed., vol. IX (London: Harvard University Press, 1952), 151-53, and for a discussion see Michael Newman, ‘The Marks, Traces, and Gestures of Drawing,’ in The Stage of Drawing – Gesture and Act: Selected From the Tate Collection, ed. Avis Newman, and Catherine de Zegher (London and New York: Tate Pub. and Drawing Center, 2003), 93-108.
4. Emmanuel Lévinas, Totality and Infinity; an Essay on Exteriority (Pittsburgh: Duquesne University Press, 1969), 197-204.
5. The idea of the sign as index derives from the pragmatic philosopher Charles Sanders Peirce: see The Collected Papers of Charles Saunders Peirce, Hartshorne, C ed., vols. 1 and 2 (Cambridge, Mass.: Harvard University Press, 1934), 196. This is developed in relation to art in Rosalind Krauss, ‘Notes on the Index’ in The Originality of the Avant-Garde and Other Modernist Myths (Cambridge, Mass. and London: MIT, 1985), 196-219.
6. For Derrida’s deconstructive critique of Husserlian phenomenology, see Jacques Derrida, Speech and Phenomena and Other Essays on Husserl’s Theory of Signs (Evanston: Northwestern University Press, 1973).
7. For the ‘originary’ or ‘original’ supplement see Jacques Derrida, Of Grammatology (Baltimore and London: The Johns Hopkins University Press, 1974), 313-15.
8. Tacita Dean: Selected Works from 1994-2000: An Aside, (Basel: Museum für Gegenwartskunst, 2000).
9. Tacita Dean, An Aside (London: Hayward Gallery, 2005), 5.
10. Jacques Derrida, The Truth in Painting (Chicago: University of Chicago Press, 1987), 14.
11. Sophocles, The Three Theban Plays, translated by Robert Fagles, introduction and notes by Bernard Knox (Harmondsworth: Penguin, 1984), 385 (Greek text 1954). It might be remarked here that Antigone is the name of Tacita’s sister – her brother is named Ptolemy – children of a father in love with the classics. ‘Our names are signposts to the classical world and in this way have always been otherworldly and out of time.’ Tacita Dean, ‘A Panegyric’, 37.
12. Tacita Dean, ‘A Panegyric’, 33.
13. For the role of salvage in Dean’s work, see my ‘Salvage’ in Tacita Dean (Musée d’Art Moderne de la Ville de Paris/Steidl, 2003), n.p..
14. Sophocles, The Three Theban Plays, 322 (Greek text 685-89).
15. Ibid., 234 (Greek text 1341).
16. Tacita Dean: Seven Books Grey (Göttingen Wien: Steidl Museum Moderner Kunst Stiftung Ludwig Wien, 2011), Selected Writings 1992-2011, ‘The Line of Fate’, 118.
17. Wolfram Pichler discusses The Line of Fate together with Blind Pan in ‘Horizon and Line of Fate (with Tacita Dean and Leo Steinberg)’ in Tacita Dean: Seven Books Grey, Essays on the Work of Tacita Dean, 5-17.
18. Tacita Dean, ‘The Studio of Giorgio Morandi’, Tacita Dean: Seven Books Grey, Selected Writings 1992-2011, 105.
19. Ibid.
20. Briony Fer, Eva Hesse: Studiowork (Edinburgh and New Haven: Fruitmarket Gallery, distributed by Yale University Press, 2009).
21. For the studio as a space for a particular kind of attention, see my ‘Models and Fragments: Ian Kiaer’s Studio’, in Ian Kiaer (Aspen, Colorado: Aspen Art Museum, 2012).
22. For photographs of Duchamp’s studio, with a discussion, see Elena Filipovic, ‘A Museum That is Not’, e-flux journal, No. 4, 03/2009: http://www.e-flux.com/journal/a-museum-that-is-not/ (accessed Feb 17, 2013).
23. For a thoughtful description of the shooting of Edwin Parker, see Achim Hochdörfer, ‘Tacita Dean Makes a Film’, Tacita Dean: Seven Books Grey, Essays on the Work of Tacita Dean, 39-43.
24. An earlier version of part of this essay was given as ‘Out-takes, Snippets, and Goings-On: The Moving Image in the Studio’ at the symposium to accompany the exhibition ‘Eva Hesse: Studio Works’ (curated by Briony Fer and Barry Rosen), ‘Processual Art and the Object: Repetition and Ephemera’, Fundació Antoni Tàpies, Barcelona and Càtedra d’Art i Cultura Contemporanis, Universitat de Girona, May 25-26, 2010. At the symposium Catherine de Zegher gave a paper in which she discussed the etymological connection between the ‘curator’ and the Latin ‘cura’ meaning care, as discussed by Heidegger (as the German Sorge) in Martin Heidegger, Being and Time (Albany: State University of New York Press, 2010), 180-230 (marginal pagination of German edition).
25. See Leo Steinberg, Other Criteria: Confrontations With Twentieth-Century Art. (New York: Oxford University Press, 1972), 84, 90-91.
26. Walter Benjamin, The Work of Art in the Age of Its Technological Reproducibility, and Other Writings on Media (Cambridge, Mass.: Belknap Press of Harvard University Press, 2008), 197-98, see especially the editor’s introduction to ‘Painting and Graphics’, to which I am indebted for this discussion.
27. Walter Benjamin, Selected Writings Volume 1 1913-1926 (Cambridge, Mass. and London: The MIT Press, 1996), 85.
28. Dean mentions André Breton’s idea of ‘objective chance’ in her introduction to Dean, An Aside, 4. For a discussion of ‘objective chance’ see Michel Carrouges, André Breton and the Basic Concepts of Surrealism (University: University of Alabama Press, 1974), 179-221; and Denis Lejeune, The Radical Use of Chance in 20th Century Art (Amsterdam: Rodopi, 2012), 91-94.
29. I would like to thank Rocío Robles for giving a day to transport me from Madrid to Silos.
30. See http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Missal_of_Silos (accessed Feb. 15, 2013).
31. Go-animation is most famously used in Wallace and Gromit, for example the train sequence in The Wrong Trousers – interestingly also a journey sequence.
32. See Tacita Dean, ‘Analogue’ in Theodora Vischer and Isabel Friedli, Tacita Dean – Analogue: Drawings 1991-2006 (Göttingen: Schaulager Steidl, 2006), 12.
33. Ibid., 8.
34. See Caylin Smith, ‘‘The Last Ray of the Dying Sun’: Tacita Dean’s commitment to analogue media as demonstrated through FLOH and FILM’, NECSUS European Journal of Media Studies, No. 2, Autumn 2012, ‘Tangibility’, http://www.necsus-ejms.org/the-last-ray-of-the-dying-sun-tacita-deans-commitment-to-analogue-media-as-demonstrated-through-floh-and-film/ (accessed Feb.15, 2013).
35. Tacita Dean in “Artist Questionnaire: 21 Responses”, October, No. 100, Spring 2002, 26.
36. Ibid.
37. For the Alabaster Drawings, see Tacita Dean, Analogue: Drawings 1991-2006, 87-91.
38. Tacita Dean, ‘The Friar’s Doodle’, in Tacita Dean: Seven Books Grey, Selected Writings 1992-2011, 110.
39. Tacita Dean, email to the author, September 3, 2010.
40. Anthony Vidler, Warped Space: Art, Architecture, and Anxiety in Modern Culture (Cambridge, Mass; London: The MIT Press, 2000), 100-110.
41. Dean, ‘The Friar’s Doodle’.

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Art by Proxy http://enclavereview.org/art-by-proxy/ Tue, 03 Nov 2015 11:06:48 +0000 http://enclavereview.org/?p=1262 Questions around authority and authorship dominate the art works in Art by Proxy. This exhibition is the second in the school’s annual Peripheries show, in which contemporary artworks are exhibited in the County Wexford town. In Art by Proxy artists’ personal marks are absent from their paintings, they are credited with the creation of work which third parties have largely put form to and create artwork by interrupting the work of others.
 
The ‘proxy’ hovering above this show finds expression through both the methods employed in the creation of a work and through its content. An irreverence towards the art object is one identifiable characteristic of the exhibition. Various shades of anger serve as a catalyst for much of the work, with the expression of antagonistic positions evident throughout the exhibition. Where the subject of a work has given direct authority for their images or stories to be used, the aesthetic of that piece tends to be more patient and subdued. On other occasions the anger driving a work is immediately apparent – often in the form of a purposeful carelessness in relation to the materials used.
 
The artist/activist Augustine O’Donoghue collaborated with the Sahrawi artists, Eseniya Ahmed Baba and Mohamed Suliman, in the Tinduff refugee camp in Algeria on a project revolving around the design and application of henna tattooes. The images the artists worked with were photographs of fellow Sahrawis designated ‘missing’ since the political upheavals of the 1970s and 80s. Art by Proxy contains a series of seven photographic images documenting O’Donoghue’s work around the Tinduff camp. We see people being tattooed in their makeshift homes; another image shows the original faded passport photograph converted into tattoo. While O’Donoghue’s photographs reflect a practical need, they also contain strong poetic resonances. Her photographs are surrounded by an air of melancholia – where a sense of the dust of the desert, the implied heat and faded tattoos all speak of a strained and challenging reality.
 
Lisa Marie Johnson occupies a similar position to O’ Donoghue as an artist/activist. In Art by Proxy she explores the tense circumstances of a Bahrainian doctor’s life through a collection of photographic images and a sound work. Dr Nada Dhaif is subject to state oppression and Johnson combines a selection of images of Dr Nada involved in activist activities with quieter, staged images of her in a pastoral setting. The monologue accompanying these images is scripted in such a way as to interweave references to Ireland’s history of pursuit of citizen equality. Johnson’s use of Dr Nada’s story throws weight behind her intention to bring about change in Bahrain – it also depicts the universal story of an individual fighting a lonely battle.
 
Augustine O' Donoghue: The Disappeared, 2010. Digital photograph. Image courtesy of the artist
Augustine O’ Donoghue: The Disappeared, 2010. Digital photograph. Image courtesy of the artist

Nevan Lahart’s installation includes a video recording of a performance which took place on Art by Proxy’s opening night. In the video Lahart communicates via Skype with a young man who was at the opening in Gorey – instructing him vicariously as to how to paint his picture. We watch Lahart in ‘real-time’, nonchalantly choosing the content for his painting by searching through newsworthy articles on-line and instructing his proxy accordingly. Along with the monitor documenting this performance, what remains in the exhibition space is a paint-strewn worktable and an easel supporting a paint-dripped canvas with the barely decipherable words ‘art is whatever, long live phone apps’. An adjoining room contains a series of five black and white photographic prints of the artist Kevin Atherton interrupting a performance by Nigel Rolfe in 1980. We see Atherton addressing the audience in an animated manner, a further image shows him being forcibly removed from the performance area and, in the final image, looking the worse for wear at the far side of a bar. In a wall text accompanying these images Atherton is quoted as having said, ‘I am happy to be thought of as a young iconoclast wanting to protect the integrity of real time performance art and to challenge its institutionalisation via conventional theatre’. He goes on to say, ‘my act was an indefensible act of drunken vandalism on the day of my 30th birthday but I did it and I can’t deny it’. Here, both Atherton and Lahart demonstrate iconoclastic tendencies of different hues. Their contributions to Art by Proxy could not exist without the presence of a perceived notion of a conventionalised art to rile against. Both men dive passionately into the fray of power-play around status in art – thwarting and disrupting the perceived expectations of an audience along the way.

 
The figurative ‘proxies’ in this exhibition vary from the quiet and subtle, as in Laura O’ Gorman’s observations of Padraig Poil on Inis Oírr island, to fiery engagements, such as Atherton’s ‘use’ of Nigel Rolfe in the creation of his work. The use of a proxy suggests the occurrence or presence of something elsewhere, indicating a certain remove from the original. It is this gap, or distance from the original which segues into a wider questioning around authorship. The strongest works in Art by Proxy explore ideas around originality in art and in so doing display their status as replications with pride.
 
Authorship has been entirely dissipated in Alan Butler’s The Image Factory. One of the two 18 x 12 inch canvases comprising ‘The Image Factory’ is an oil painting of the interior of an oil painting factory in Dafen, China. All of the many paintings being produced in their factory on the day this image records are identical: the portrait of an elderly, bearded man. The second canvas in The Image Factory is a finished example of the portrait.
 
Through a process Butler describes as ‘feedback’ we learn that the images for these two paintings were sourced through a complicated and circuitous route, involving tangential connections on-line and misunderstandings in communications with the Dafen factory. What transpires is that the bearded man has been identified as Vladimir Stasov, a vocal 19th century exponent of the cultivation of a unique, national artistic style in Russia. Choosing Stasov as a subject involved the critical and humorous intervention by one of the anonymous 10,000 painters in Dafen. Extending the implications of art as proxy to the traditionally subjective world of painting in this way unearths urgent and uncomfortable questions around art as commodity. While the use of a proxy can be shorthand for a cynical and hopeless reflection on our mediated world, many of the artworks in this show were ultimately optimistic in their use of a proxy as a means by which to insist upon the democratisation of art and stake a claim for art’s agency in the political realm.
 
 
Art by Proxy ran from 4 –10 August 2012.

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Contour of the Commons http://enclavereview.org/contour-of-the-commons/ Tue, 03 Nov 2015 11:04:45 +0000 http://enclavereview.org/?p=1254 With the Centre for Contemporary Art Derry-Londonderry in the process of relocating to new premises, Contours of the Commons was reconceptualised as an exhibition woven into the fabric of the city, with its artworks dispersed over a large area. It was devised by C.C.A. curators Johan Lundh and Aileen Burns in collaboration with PLACE (Architecture and Built Environment Centre for Northern Ireland), and involved seven artists presenting projects in the public realm, along with architectural tours and a map cataloguing the permanent public artworks in Derry that ‘form the daily experience of place’. A small satellite space in the Craft Village on Shipquay Street functioned as a hub for activities.
 
From the outset my expectations for this exhibition were founded on misguided assumptions. I imagined Derry as a volatile city, a contested site. The enduring removal of the prefix ‘London’ on road signs proclaims entrance into a ‘Free Derry’. The city walls and the Peace Bridge straddling the river Foyle attest to the city’s merchant, industrial, and militarised pasts, while attempts to negotiate the emerging consumerist aesthetic of 20th century, ‘post-conflict’, urban regeneration, seem on-going.
 
In this post-financial-meltdown era of uprisings, protests, and riots, and the further blurring of protest with culture – Occupy biennials and post-feminist masquerades – the term ‘Commons’ has resurfaced, with political and ideological potential. Where Capital monetises property and privatises public space, the Commons, as theorised by Michael Hardt and others, proposes an alternative vision of shared, immaterial creativity.
 
I expected this treatment of Commons in Derry to be somewhat gritty, reactionary, and politically charged, aimed at reclaiming the public realm from the rhetoric of terror. Instead, the exhibition was unobtrusive and fresh, functioning as a silhouette, mapping various sites within the city, denoting layered and interconnected histories without disruption or agitation, and filtering them through the spaces where the Commons traditionally exists. The visual and aural environment, media, natural and man-made habitats, land and the public sphere, all featured within this sustainable approach to site-specific intervention.
 
Andrea Geyer’s billboard project entitled Spiral Lands / A place is not an object (2012) engaged with the visual Commons, specifically advertising space, in several locations around the city. This project began in 2008 as a photographic investigation into land and identity in the U.S, but offered a distinct resonance in the context of Derry city, where contentious territorial historiographies continue to frame (mis)understandings of identities and the daily realities of its inhabitants.
 
Amy Balkin’s project, This is the Public Domain (2003-2012), consisted of a digital stills projection and a vitrine containing a range of ephemera documenting her ongoing correspondence with the Bureau of Land Management in the U.S. In trying to turn her 2.64 acre site in Tehchapi California into a permanent international Public Commons, the artist encountered an array of legal constraints relating to public access, leaving her wondering rhetorically, ‘how can I find the public domain?’
 
Johan Tirén’s audio work When I closed my eyes all I could hear was the sound of the past (2012) struck me as being an arboreal sound-scape for ongoing conflict-resolution, a resolution formed out of an acceptance of history, allowing growth to take place in the present and continue into the future. Botanical inquiry played a part in a number of other projects. While Lara Almarcegui’s Enclosed Gardens (2004) considered the legacies of large-scale cultural events like biennials for the regeneration of urban wasteland, Andrew Dodds consulted with an ecologist to survey the plant-life growing on Derry’s city walls, producing A Pattern to Make the City by (2012). Both projects were formed out of a fidelity to local knowledge and an acknowledgement of the capacity of ‘non-spaces’ to ‘support unique demographics and life-cycles’, as Laura Britton comments on the Liverpool Biennial website. In imagining links between ‘habitat’ and ‘habitus’ that encourage social life to thrive and be self-sustaining, regeneration needs the right conditions to succeed. These are to be found at the level of ecosystems, of which the Commons is a particularly fruitful model.
 
Andrea Geyer: Spiral Lands, A place is not an Object, 2012. Billboard. Image courtesy of C.C.A Derry-Londonderry.
Andrea Geyer: Spiral Lands, A place is not an Object, 2012. Billboard. Image courtesy of C.C.A Derry-Londonderry.

In keeping with his interest in ‘over-looked, forgotten and highly layered narratives’, Sean Lynch conducted a research-based, archival inquiry entitled The Project (continued…). In 1988 American artist Jimmie Durham created a temporary, site-specific artwork within Derry’s city walls, based on local information gathered from the public. Reviving the intrigue surrounding Durham’s sculptural intervention, Lynch produced and distributed a publication featuring an assemblage of images from local newspapers portraying events that took place in Derry in the late 80s. In animating these forgotten fragments or frozen historical moments, ‘potential synchronicities are revealed’, as Lynch articulated in a public conversation with Declan McGonagle at the CCA.

 
For his contribution to the exhibition, Séamus Nolan facilitated View Points: a series of walking tours based on suggestions from participants about good vantage points in the city. It was an invitation to wander and to take in the sights (such as Austin’s department store, which provided a panoramic view from the 5th floor) but also to chat with fellow walkers, discussing the topics relevant to us as a semi-random gathering of strangers in an artistic context. Anyone who is familiar with Nolan’s previous work will know that he has a real skill for filtering complexity through blindingly simple channels. Like Francis Alÿs’ ‘simple acts’, this urban wandering – part flânerie, part dérive – leads to an experience of local insights and temporary or changing narratives within the city.
 
As a method of creative production, this model acknowledges the value in human interaction, and gathers inspiration from the digital commons (crowd sourcing, collective intelligence, user-generated content). Cultural theory, such as that surrounding the concepts of ‘social capital’ and the ‘rhetorical public sphere’, seemed to underpin much of the exhibition, with an emphasis on the interactive role of the audience in completing the artworks on a personal and collective level.
 
Seán Lynch’s conversation with Declan McGonagle, already referred to, provided a fitting close to the exhibition. McGonagle talked about his involvement in Derry’s Orchard Gallery in the 80s, which involvement issued from a sense of ‘responsibility to the locality’. In 1987 the gallery commissioned Anthony Gormley’s Untitled (Sculpture for City Walls), which remains Derry’s most culturally significant public artwork. Originally consisting of three cruciform cast-iron men, and symbolising divisions within the city, the sculptures suffered a turbulent history of graffiti, fire and vandalism. ‘The knowledge and meaning surrounding the city walls could only be generated from within Derry,’ stated McGonagle, adding that ‘the Peace Process was as much a cultural process as it was a political one – the division was not just about territory, but the identity that could be claimed, with a “cultural baseline” eventually being reached’.
 
Potentially the upcoming Derry-Londonderry City of Culture 2013 will be an extension of post-conflict regeneration. When asked how a role for art might be negotiated in relation to economics and culture-branding, Declan declared his faith that ‘art will always find a way to take the form it needs’. Perhaps all that is required is a vantage point, from which to negotiate, and to watch form unfold.
 
 
Contour of the Commons ran from 22 September – 28 October 2012.

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Tracing the Century: Drawing as a Catalyst for Change http://enclavereview.org/tracing-the-century-drawing-as-a-catalyst-for-change/ Tue, 03 Nov 2015 11:01:54 +0000 http://enclavereview.org/?p=1246 Tracing the Century: Drawing as a Catalyst for Change, curated by Gavin Delahunty and Katharine Stout, brought together around a hundred works made between c.1891 and 2012. Most were drawn from Tate’s Collection, although these were supplemented by several loans. The exhibition’s title encouraged us to think about drawing’s relationship with twentieth century (art) history, and to question the nature of the change for which drawing is claimed as a catalyst. Our idea of the proposition here might be brought into focus by comparing it with a recent exhibition of comparable scope organized by New York’s Museum of Modern Art, On Line: Drawing Through the Twentieth Century (2010-11). Curated by Catherine de Zegher and Cornelia Butler, On Line decisively privileged abstract art in its survey of 20th century drawing. No doubt also partly dictated by the nature of Tate’s collection, Stout and Delahunty instead explored what they call the ‘continuous slippage’ between abstraction and figuration, and replaced the chronological structure of the MoMA show with more plural and unorthodox organizing principles.
 
Tracing the Century was instead articulated by way of trans-historical clusters of individual artworks from different periods, comparative encounters between pairs of conventionally unassociated artists, and, more occasionally, by single artist presentations. The clusters and couplings were related by formal or thematic affinity rather than by direct historical connection. This worked to subtle, enlivening effect in a sequence towards the beginning of the show, which brought together variously shimmering, dematerialized, diagrammatic ‘world-scapes’ by Paul Cézanne, Paul Klee, Richard Hamilton, Lee Bontecou and Julie Mehretu. What do these artists have to do with one another? Not a great deal, thinking historically; but isn’t one property of art, as an aesthetic and discursive category precariously situated in a condition of relative autonomy from historical forces, to act as a space for less determined forms of connectivity and exchange to take place? And here the eclipse of the idea of drawing as rooted in a perceptual encounter (signaled in the late Cézanne watercolour), by an emphasis on drawing as closer to thinking, imagining, and, returning to the body’s fundamental processes, breathing, was beautifully articulated in this sequence of variously abbreviated and dispersed pieces.
 
Other groupings also worked to suggestive and provocative effect. William Orpen’s large-scale, pedagogical chalk studies of anatomy were nicely foiled by de Kooning’s blind drawings from the 1960s. The latter showed how the body reveals itself quite differently when it is unharnessed from pre-given visual and conceptual categories. Henry Moore looked newly exciting too: firstly beside Matthew Monahan’s recent, large-scale Body Electric series (2012), and secondly within the eroticized company of, amongst others, Cornelia Parker’s Pornographic Drawings (1996), a selection of varyingly explicit drawings and photographs by Andy Warhol, two elegantly sexual works on paper by Hannah Wilke from the mid-1960s and, across the room, a number of studies by Joseph Beuys.
 
The issue, raised with particular urgency over the last few years, of the relation between drawing and sculpture – an expanded notion of the line ‘freed’ from the page – was tackled here in a satisfyingly understated way by another unexpected constellation of works. An early, spare, beautiful work by Paule Vézelay indicated the long historical trajectory of this concern, as did the inclusion of sculptures by Julio González and David Smith. These were again well foiled by Richard Tuttle’s small shelf-bound works, Wealth, Plush, Enrich, Fortune, Luxury and Treasure (all 1973-76), eloquent of the aesthetic potential of the small and unemphatic. This array constituted a measured, modest address to the issue of ‘drawing in space.’ A more dramatic (and by now canonical) statement on the matter was provided by Anthony McCall’s Line Describing a Cone (1973), which, despite being so famous, retains its capacity to surprise and enthrall by way of a slow simple magic between media.
 
At times, however, the trans-historical groupings came off a bit less powerfully. For example, in one room Agnes Martin’s Morning (1965) was juxtaposed with works by Tracy Emin, Brice Marden, Jasper Johns and André Masson, amongst others. This grouping spelled some problems for Martin’s work especially. I felt that the issue of abstraction was best negotiated in the exhibition through works that themselves wavered on the threshold of figuration. When such a decisively, radically evacuated work as this one by Martin was grouped in this way, the effect was a loss or confusion of impact rather than a gain. Indeed, overall, the integration of abstract and figurative work tended to pull otherwise more resolutely formal pieces towards the figurative pole. The human body performed as primary object here, exercising an almost magnetic attraction on works by Henri Michaux, Eva Hesse, and Sara Barker, for example. Abstraction is never released from the body, and the shadow of the kind of utopian project inaugurated by the historical avant-gardes, or the intense froideur of many more recent abstract artists, did not persist here.
 
Matthew Monahan: Body Electric (hate crystal) (2012), oil on paper, 226.1 cm x 232 cm. © Matthew Monahan courtesy of Stuart Shave/ Modern Art London and Anton Kern Gallery New York
Matthew Monahan: Body Electric (hate crystal) (2012), oil on paper, 226.1 cm x 232 cm. © Matthew Monahan courtesy of Stuart Shave/ Modern Art London and Anton Kern Gallery New York

As with the earlier section centring on sexuality, towards the end of the show figuration, or rather disfiguration, afforded the curators a means of focusing their engagement with politics. Here the selection was dominated by British and North American artists, with Fernando Bryce (a Peruvian who lives in Berlin) the only exception. Indeed, this Anglophone bias was present throughout the exhibition and, while it might have been more explicitly negotiated, the resulting, more limited claim of the show lent it coherence. The central object of concern here was not any specific political event, position, or mode of activity, but rather the formal and technical disordering of our image of the body as it is ravaged, flattened and convulsed by war, violence, exploitation, and psycho-social malaise. Bryce was at a remove in the soberness of his archival retrieval and transcription of images and documents of loaded historical significance. Two works by Raymond Pettibon provided a bridge to the rest. Pettibon also appropriates the languages other media (here, comic books, amongst other things), bringing jarring, staccato drawings together with provocative, oblique, and blackly humorous text, the voice of which is never clear. Nancy Spero, Leon Golub and Peter Kennard variously distress the surfaces onto which they work, each contributing new means for the expression of rage and indignance at the ideological wars and exploitation attending the development of post-war capitalism. Across the room was the stunning third ‘Documentation’ of Mary Kelly’s Post-Partum Document (1973-79). These coloured sheets, scrawled on by her infant son and then written over by the artist, when experienced in the flesh rather than via the black and white reproductions of her well-known book, deliver a more lively and affectively ambiguous charge than her reputation for stern analysis might suggest. Margaret Harrison’s sexualized, hallucinatory drawings of ludicrously excessive ciphers of femininity (Banana Woman, 1971), added a barbed humour while also helping to make the feminist context of Kelly’s work explicit.

 
A more sustained treatment of a particular political, social and psychological formation (apartheid in South Africa) was offered at the end of the exhibition by three of William Kentridge’s celebrated Drawings for Projection. In Felix in Exile (1994), the exiled character Felix Teitelbaum sits naked in a cheap hotel room contemplating a suitcase full of drawings. These sheets, depicting the traumas of apartheid, become animated under Felix’s gaze, flying onto the bare walls around him. Their resulting configuration, together with Felix huddled on a simple chair in the corner of the room, explicitly evokes the famous installation photograph of Kasimir Malevich’s legendary 0:10 – Last Futurist Exhibition, held in Petrograd in December 1915. That exhibition represents a key moment from the historical avant-garde, in which abstract art seemed to have prefigured the utopian drive of revolutionary politics. Unlike the elemental clarity of Malevich’s paintings, however, Kentridge’s scene is marked by a texture of smudges and erasures. These celebrated works, which recall graphic languages associated with social satire and political protest (Goya, Daumier, Grosz, Beckmann), were made by recording the erasure and reworking of charcoal drawings with a film camera. They are palimpsests in which there is a drag or weight placed upon processes of change. Here the dream of pure beginnings is abandoned, or, perhaps better, mourned.
 
For Kentridge, the process of drawing is the engine of change in his films, which nevertheless refer explicitly to their contemporary situation in South Africa. As in the exhibition as a whole, drawing is not claimed as a catalyst for social and political change, at least not in any direct way. That avant-garde aspiration for art is mourned rather than re-enacted here. Indeed, drawing’s conventionally more modest and minor status lends itself instead to furthering more internal, reflexive concerns. This does not mean, however, that it is not a powerful and affecting means to work through our social, political and psychic condition. While drawing is perhaps closer to thinking and reflection than to action, more a part of the vita contemplativa than the vita active, it might still help to show a way forward – like a map or a diagram – by way of imaginative engagement and conceptual extension.
 
Tracing the Century did not provide a history of twentieth-century drawing. Indeed, such a history does not yet exist: there is currently no adequate account of twentieth-century drawing, although such large-scale exhibitions as this (and MoMA’s On Line, for example) are leading the way towards one. But this show did not claim to provide a history as such: chronology was abandoned in favour of clusters and constellations, and references to historical moments and trajectories were at a minimum. In the end, the history of twentieth century art looks less rather than more coherent following this exhibition; the curators have sought to shake up familiar sets of associations and to suggest certain affinities and connections aside from broader, more stable trajectories. The result is a loss in the falling away of some kinds of logic, which would perhaps have located the extraordinary formal innovations on view here more firmly, but a gain in re-staging the kinds of associative liveliness and flexible insight that many artists talk of as characteristic of the drawing process itself.
 
 
Tracing the Century: Drawing as a Catalyst for Change was on view, 16 November 2012 – 20 January 2013. It was accompanied by the solo exhibition, Matt Saunders: Century Rolls.

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Black Sun Cinema: White Noise http://enclavereview.org/black-sun-cinema-white-noise/ Tue, 03 Nov 2015 10:59:10 +0000 http://enclavereview.org/?p=1238 Borrowing the title of Don DeLillo’s 1984 novel and curated by Florian Wüst, White Noise brought together ten experimental films drawn from Berlin’s celebrated Arsenal archive. Wüst, on residency from Germany at Sirius Arts Centre, Cobh, was invited by Max Le Cain, the organizer of Cork’s avant-garde film night Black Sun Cinema, to present a programme of films. Screened over two one-hour sessions, White Noise delivered some powerful shocks: to the image of the body in the first half, and to filmic representation more broadly in the second. Four films by the influential duo Birgit and Wilhelm Hein anchored the programme aesthetically and conceptually, and these were joined both by other seminal avant-garde films from the 1960s and early 1970s, and by three more recent contributions.
 
Wüst’s selection was both telling and intelligent, and he set out his agenda in the accompanying programme notes. For him, experimental, avant-garde and structural film constitute a radical challenge to the hegemony of a banalized and commercialized media at the service of corporate power and social control. Throughout the selection, violence was continually being done to the smooth, unified and straightforwardly intelligible surfaces of dominant cinematic modes. Instead, the interference and opacity of the physical, technological support of film asserted itself as inassimilable to the function of transmitting clear messages or providing a screen for the spectator’s identifications and escapist fantasies. While not all the films were equally persuasive, this was a rare chance to see them, especially as several were projected from 16mm film prints.
 
White Noise opened with Gunvor Nelson’s My Name is Oona, from 1969. The combination of a hypnotic soundtrack, in which the name ‘Oona’ was repeated to become pure rhythmic incantation, and a sequence of lyrical images of childhood and woodland, delivered a heady introduction to the programme. My Name is Oona carried over something of the romantic atmosphere of the San Francisco counter-culture, in its hallucinatory address to memory’s reconstructions of childhood, with all its mythic and oneiric resonance.
 
Nelson’s experimentalism and formal radicality retain a strong lyrical dimension, which was quickly dispersed by the assaults on cinematic conventions in the first of the Hein films which succeeded it. Rohfilm [Raw Film], 1968, is an exhilarating, even lacerating experience in which, for 22 minutes, the film stock is scratched, spliced, burnt and otherwise violated. It was a shame that, just a short way through, the 16mm projection was abandoned owing to difficulties with the sound, and a digital copy substituted instead. For experimental and structural film in particular, the change in basic structure in moving to a digital format does compromise the coherence of the work. Nevertheless, the furious procession of images and forms, described by Stephen Dwoskin as a ‘visual bombing’, accompanied by a frenetic soundtrack, was eloquent of the energy and outrage of those fighting the smooth, instrumentalized surfaces of a Germany in thrall to economic miracles and dream factories.
 
Following Wolf Vostell’s energizing early Fluxus film, Sun in Your Head, 1963, Sharon Lockhart’s disturbing Khalil, Shaun, A Woman under the Influence, 1994, analyzed the staging of bodily and psychic trauma. The first two sections of the film presented young boys apparently suffering from devastating skin diseases, although their condition was gradually revealed as the ingenious work of make-up artists; the third section re-enacts and conflates scenes from the eponymous John Cassavetes film, which dramatized the terrible mental disintegration of an American housewife. Affect and artifice collided in Lockhart’s film, and it served to frame the last work in the first half of Wüst’s programme, the Heins’ Charles Manson, the maniacal intensity of which was the brilliant result of the flicker, jerk and drift of a still image of Manson’s face filmed by the artists. Like Warhol, the Heins prove they have an eye for the killer image.
 
Wilhelm and Birgit Hein:Rohfilm, 1968 (still). Courtesy of Arsenal – Institute for Film and Video Art, Berlin.
Wilhelm and Birgit Hein:Rohfilm, 1968 (still). Courtesy of Arsenal – Institute for Film and Video Art, Berlin.

Part two began with the seminal 1973 critique of corporate media by Richard Serra and Carlota Fay Schoolman, Television Delivers People. To muzak accompaniment, text scrolls up the screen consisting of consciousness-raising, demystifying slogans about the evils of a commodified media. This work feels a bit dated, even if its fundamental messages are no less relevant or urgent. What particularly struck me was the way in which the artists comfortably decried what happens to ‘you’ owing to the impact of TV, without having themselves implicated: ‘What goes on over the news is what you know / It is the basis by which you make your judgements, by which you think.’ I’m not sure whether today’s artists would feel comfortable casting such verdicts upon their audience without including themselves in the list of those subjected in this way.

 
Television Delivers People provided a polemical frame for perhaps the most challenging film of the evening, the Heins’ 625, 1969, which consists of 34 minutes of static or ‘snow’ filmed from a TV set, together with sound derived from the pictured light levels, via a photoresistor. This sustained presentation of modulated sonic and visual interference certainly changes the structure of one’s attentiveness. Its sheer, opaque resistance to representation, and the apparent lack of action on screen, encouraged the viewer to register instead more unfamiliar kinds of sensory variation – a different visual and sonic incident. The senses felt keener afterwards, and I was imagining the value that an image would have had, had one been introduced, within what became a more (and not less) sensitive field of energetic potential. While 625 does not lend itself to the conveyance of explicit critical ‘messages’, as might be suggested by its juxtaposition with the Serra and Schoolman film, it was instructive to see different materialisms collide: that of a Marxist critique of the ideological power of the media, and that of a structural film confronting the basic physical properties of its medium. Indeed, the Heins’ enterprise might usefully be aligned with Serra’s own practice as a sculptor and draughtsman in their shared rawness of negotiation of perceptual and embodied experience.
 
In comparison to 625, Thorsten Fleisch’s Energie!, 2007, which also presents the precipitations of deranged televisual apparatuses, felt paradoxically contrived in its beauty and psychedelic appeal. Likewise, the stroboscopic montages and more straightforwardly thematic exploration of the subjective bases of vision in Christoph Girardet and Matthias Müller’s Contre-Jour felt somehow too controlled and deliberate here. Perhaps this was a delayed effect of the brute negative capacities of the Hein films, however, which continued in their Weissfilm [White Film], 1977. This was an apposite work to finish with, given its reduction to a kind of absolute openness and negation. It signaled, as had Robert Rauschenberg’s White Paintings of 1951, an endgame in the drive to expose the specificity of the medium. As John Cage once said of Rauschenberg’s paintings, they constitute ‘airports for the lights, shadows and particles’, and the transparent leader of the Heins’ film continues to accrue dust and scratches each time it is exposed to the world, like a net of contingency.
 
Wüst offered us the rare chance to encounter such engaging and provocative films. While the early works, necessarily perhaps, cannot shock in the same way today as they did upon their initial reception, they remain potent and unexpected for other, perhaps more compelling reasons. Their mixture of weirdness and conviction still provides the potential for genuinely differential experience; and these enlivening opportunities are arguably less available today than they were in 1970, now that the effects of corporate media are even more pervasive, and the drive to instrumentalize experience even more relentless.
 
 
White Noise was screened on 22 September 2012. Black Sun was founded by Vicky Langan in 2009; its film programmes are curated by Max Le Cain.

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In The Black http://enclavereview.org/in-the-black/ Tue, 03 Nov 2015 10:57:05 +0000 http://enclavereview.org/?p=1230 The title of In the Black, an open submission group show recently on view in the The Black Mariah and curated by Matt Packer, acted as a cleverly open-ended provocation that generated a diverse range of approaches and responses. The most compelling, however, were those that adopted a more tangential approach to the curatorial brief. Jonathan Mayhew’s cheekily minimal adhesive letter installation, for example, employs a simple device to pose a satisfyingly complex idea. The title of the work, ‘The Limits of Your Language are the Limits of Your World’, 2012, is a phrase borrowed from philosopher Ludwig Wittgenstein. As an aphorism, the quote eloquently encapsulates the idea that, if thinking happens in language, then, without the words to formulate an idea or a concept, that idea can never emerge. The sentence is split in two with the vinyl letters applied to both sides of the glass panel at the gallery’s entrance. The resulting overlapping and reversed clutter of text proved almost impossible to read, submerging the already complicated concept beneath another layer of difficulty. By so frustrating the viewer’s ability to decipher the message, Mayhew, with a daring economy of means, figures a disorienting instability in language. This demonstrates the unsettling notion that language, rendered incomprehensible, leaves reader or speaker isolated, unable to communicate or translate the world into sensible concepts – the limits of one’s world shrinking to what David Foster Wallace called our ‘one-by-one prison of bone that no other party can penetrate or know’.
 
Not all the works on show are so bleak, or, indeed, so provocative. David Nugent’s Celestial Series, 2012, for example, in which four digital prints mounted on shallow plinths parallel with the floor show cropped heads floating against a starry backdrop. While the work has a certain tongue-in-cheek, kitschy appeal, ultimately it is disappointingly one-note. On the other hand, Darek Fortas’s Miners After Work, 2011, is a similarly straightforward yet fantastically striking image. An unframed digital print simply pinned to the gallery wall shows two soot-covered miners, one casually naked and holding a cigarette, the other fully clothed, and both equally relaxed, even jaunty. The coal black skin of the two men gives the work a certain surreal charge, as if the photograph had been solarized, while the stark whiteness of eyes and lips against charcoal faces imparts an oddly cosmetic appearance. The image upends the conventional masculine associations with the figure of the miner, particularly the insouciant grace of the naked figure, elbow resting on crossed knee, cigarette delicately balanced, like a sooty Quentin Crisp.
 
Helen Horgan: Apostrophe, 2011. Plastic. Image courtesy of the artist and The Black Mariah.
Helen Horgan: Apostrophe, 2011. Plastic. Image courtesy of the artist and The Black Mariah.

The show also includes a range of video works of varying levels of interest. Declan Rooney’s Untitled (Towel), 2011, for example, is pretty much as the title describes – it shows a white towel falling against a black backdrop, the vignette looped so that the towel appears and disappears with erratic swiftness. The grainy quality of the image, coupled with the blur of the falling towel lends it the appearance of a flawed or damaged piece of analogue film, capturing a mysterious, slightly ghostly event. On the whole however, the simple premise only briefly holds visual interest. In contrast, Angela Darby’s and Robert Peters’ video work, I ain’t no kinda hustler, 2011, records a similarly inconsequential episode – two black refuse sacks looped over the top of public waste bins – resulting in a much more engaging work. The camera focuses on the bags which swell with air and writhe manically in concert, until finally one of the pair fatally deflates, exhausted. The filming is resolutely deadpan, but the refuse sacks’ uncanny animation is compelling and oddly disturbing, as if the transcendently dancing shopping bag from American Beauty has been condemned to some kind of abject slave-like existence, chained to a public bin.

 
Doireann O’Malley’s A dream of becoming 24 eyes, 4 parallel brains and 360 vision, 2012, is a much more technically involved work. A seductive and beautifully textured paean to moths and dusky shadows, O’Malley’s study has a distinctly gothic inflection with a whispered voice over and the richly grainy look of decaying film stock. In this instance, the sturdily lo-fi presentation of the video pieces, displayed on stocky Beko televisions sat on office chairs, detracted from the viewing experience somewhat, as such a visually gorgeous piece would have benefited from being shown on a larger screen.
 
On the whole, though, it is the works that focus on the opacity of language and difficulty in communication that prove to be most conceptually rich and satisfying. Helen Horgan’s giant wall mounted Apostrophe, 2011, magnifies said punctuation mark in raised, textured black plastic. Unanchored from language, the mark is rendered meaningless and the resultant sculpture takes on an oddly comic cast, recalling a kind of sinister, looming Pac-man cartoon with a strange gaping mouth. Similarly, Sarah Amido’s video piece explores the theme of frustrated communication in a satisfyingly involved way. Initially, When I’m explaining something to you, 2011, appears to be quite straightforward: an attractive, open-faced girl speaks directly to the camera, recounting what seems to be a complicated anecdote in a relaxed yet animated manner. However, the sound track only intermittently links up with the image on screen as the script or transcript is haltingly read. Compounding the confusion is the fact that the script seems to be jumbled, so that it becomes impossible to follow or even to discern the thread of a narrative. The result is deeply disorienting, belying its surface appearance of legibility, the work jars and misleads, stranding the viewer in a morass of uncertainty.
 
Perhaps the result of the open-ended nature of the exhibition’s curatorial premise, if it can be so called, is that the show is something of a mixed bag, albeit with moments of real inventiveness and intrigue. Ultimately, however, what is most striking about this exhibition is the sense of resourcefulness – the sense that artists and gallerists both are operating with minimal budgets yet producing work that is compelling and provocative.
 
 
In The Black was on view 18 October – 13 December 2012.

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Zhang Kechun: The Yellow River / Roseanne Lynch: Show – http://enclavereview.org/zhang-kechun-the-yellow-river-2010-2012/ Tue, 03 Nov 2015 10:54:50 +0000 http://enclavereview.org/?p=1222 Two exhibitions took place at the CCAE, Copley Street as part of the There There series of photography shows organised by Stag & Deer which took place in a number of locations around Cork in October.
 
Chinese artist Zhang Kechun’s The Yellow River consisted of ten photographs, stuck directly on a wall facing the glass frontage of the building. This exhibition space was light and airy and gestured towards the neutral space of the white gallery cube. Roseanne Lynch’s Show-, by way of contrast, was exhibited in what could be described as the bowels of the building. The light in the space was low and atmospheric, the walls were of unfinished concrete, cables and wires lay exposed. The inside of the building remained unfinished, stalled at the stage before the surface adornments, which would have brought it into the shiny world of neo-liberal hyper-capitalism, were applied. The eruption of the shadow world of creative accounting and financial speculation through the seamless surface of global capital has resulted in a proliferation of these buildings, the ghost estates of Ireland, the ghost cities of China. The materials and style of the abandoned new buildings – the unfinished wood constructions, the plasterboard, the insulation foam – have found their way into the work of many artists. A feedback loop appears to be in operation: artists absorb the aesthetic into their practice, the resulting art work then gets displayed in the traditional space of the white cube or more ironically in the DIY galleries popping up in unused buildings around the country.
 
Roseanne Lynch, Show 3, 2012. 2 vinyl prints, both 130cm x 165 cm. Courtesy of the artist, Stag & Deer, and nag gallery, Dublin. Installation view from Show. Photography by Jed Niezgoda
Roseanne Lynch, Show 3, 2012. 2 vinyl prints, both 130cm x 165 cm. Courtesy of the artist, Stag & Deer, and nag gallery, Dublin. Installation view from Show. Photography by Jed Niezgoda

Roseanne Lynch at a talk she gave at Copley Street spoke about the space itself being on show. Her photographs occupied this space in a very subtle way. She exhibited four large-scale pieces, three photographs and one sheet of aluminium. The sheet of aluminium was a dull silver monochrome which reflected back aspects of the space and possibly alluded to the use of silver-based processes for capturing images in the early years of photography. Two of the photographs, which were printed onto vinyl stuck directly to the wall, were placed side by side. They depicted an architectural space, which looked very similar to the space of the exhibition: on turning my back to them I discovered they seemed to have been taken from about the spot where I was standing. The place where the third photograph was taken was harder to identify, it seemed to be a photograph of a wall, perhaps it was a photograph of the wall that it covered? The photograph seemed to picture both scars and gouges on the wall and scratches on the print itself. Lynch’s photographs seemed to prompt the viewer to spend time looking at the space of the exhibition as opposed to the work displayed. At her talk she spoke about attempting to get the viewer to experience what she experienced, so the photographs are used as tools, as a way to prompt the viewer to pay a heightened attention to the space itself. Entering an exhibition space asks of the visitor that they become more attuned to their surroundings, that they perceive things with a heightened sensitivity. But do the photographs actually do anything to increase this attention to the surrounding environment? The placing of the photographs in the space in which they were taken certainly foregrounds this question – but it would recede once the photographs were moved to a different location. They function in this particular space, they are site specific – I’d even propose that the show is an installation. Boris Groys in Politics of Installation, after all, claims that ‘the installation transforms the empty, neutral, public space into an individual artwork—and it invites the visitor to experience this space as the holistic, totalizing space of an artwork.’

 
The photographs in Zhang Kechun’s show measured approximately 24 inches by 16 with a white border of approximately one inch. The prints had a beautiful quality, they seemed to combine sharpness and diffusion, and suggested to me a particular dewy quality of skin. They invited a dual mode of viewing: to look at them as photographs, to admire the particular surface quality of the print, while also looking through them, treating the photograph as transparent, looking through them to the scenes depicted. A group of people wearing orange swimming hats accompany a portrait of Chairman Mao balanced on a black rubber ring, the water and sky are virtually indistinguishable from each other, the horizon disappearing into the all-over washed out foggy haze. A man sits in a small pagoda, atop a structure which looks like it was built by giant termites. Two men up to their chests in water approach a circular stone ruin, perhaps the giant leg of an unfinished bridge. As a viewer I can see through the picture to the scene depicted but I don’t have the ‘local knowledge’ to interpret what is happening. I can’t know if the diffusion of the light is a result of pollution, if the flooding is the recent result of global warming, dam building or something stretching much further back in time. Zhang Kechun in his statement about the work at the show describes how in following the course of the river with his large format Linhof camera and tripod he was able ‘to quietly watch on the river for the season, stare at it through this journey’. The artist through the use of photography is given the opportunity to look for longer, to spend time in a particular place. The photographs are artefacts resulting from this time spent absorbed within the landscape and, as in Roseanne Lynch’s Show-, they seem to function as aids to heightening a sensitivity and appreciation of place, for the viewers in Lynch’s case and for the artist himself in Zhang Kechun’s. Both artists use analogue cameras and so retain the link with the photograph as index, a sign which is a physical manifestation of a cause, light reflections captured on a sensitive surface.
 
 
There There ran from 19 October – 3 November 2012.

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