tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91938018891864963342024-03-04T21:27:11.367-08:00Review Repositoryan archive of reviews originally published in the Taranaki Daily NewsBruce E Phillipshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01775505588017945039noreply@blogger.comBlogger24125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193801889186496334.post-49203741781989632702008-04-14T03:04:00.000-07:002008-04-14T03:16:10.359-07:00Summoning the surreal<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT_6P0ouvMLwgcOe-lUgG6T4RtHEPZMdFtiuEvp9x-ZvA5JRzHMmdfbdAkwGzxfUYsZLSKDpGKBcJQlBGCrnzkpdDbQHcK5DhmleUKRHmqVS7UJ3yBz0ZETzOwi1WkZn1jyBmcOPBOzxMO/s1600-h/furnatureoftheworldbox.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhT_6P0ouvMLwgcOe-lUgG6T4RtHEPZMdFtiuEvp9x-ZvA5JRzHMmdfbdAkwGzxfUYsZLSKDpGKBcJQlBGCrnzkpdDbQHcK5DhmleUKRHmqVS7UJ3yBz0ZETzOwi1WkZn1jyBmcOPBOzxMO/s400/furnatureoftheworldbox.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189041049073348546" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">Box, digital photograph</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-NZ"><br />Art plugs us into an upside-down realm. This “art realm” helps us understand reality from a perspective that brings the shadows of culture to life. In other words art</span><span lang="EN-NZ"> has the ability to re-image life in a way that reveals thoughts that would otherwise be hidden and suppressed due to societal conventions. One particular art movement that became rather successful at this was Surrealism which started in the 1920s. Informed by the psychoanalysis of Sigmund Freud the surrealists aimed to unlock the doors of the subconscious. To gain access into the hidden chambers of the brain the surrealists’ paid close attention to dreams and also made up intuitive games and exercises. One of Salvador Dali’s strategies was to lie-down with a spoon in his hand with pencil and paper close by. The moment Dali started to fall asleep the spoon would slip out of his hand and hit a saucer. Startled by the spoons impact he would immediately grab the pencil and record the first random thing that popped into his </span><span lang="EN-NZ">head. By juxtaposing random assortments of objects, images and text the surrealists revealed entrenched primordial human traits. For instance, a famous sculpture by artist Man Ray comprised of a household iron which he welded on one inch spikes to its smooth surface. This alteration transformed a domestic tool used to smooth out clothing into a torturous device - an artistic act that draws to mind underlying tension or latent sadistic desires within the home. Therefore, the surrealists’ bizarre creations made apparent very common human emotions, desires or thoughts that moral society would deem sordid and debased. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-NZ"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-NZ">Maree Horner a Taranki based artist has devoted her practice to investigating how the random assortment of imagery can reveal such latent understanding about human habitation and relationships. Horner has exhibited throughout <st1:country-region st="on"></st1:country-region></span><span lang="EN-NZ"><st1:country-region st="on">New Zealand</st1:country-region> and has been collected by the <st1:place st="on"><st1:placename st="on">Govett-Brewster</st1:placename> <st1:placename st="on">Art</st1:placename> <st1:placename st="on">Gallery</st1:placename></st1:place>. Having studied at <st1:country-region st="on">Elam</st1:country-region> art school in <st1:city st="on">Auckland</st1:city> during the 70s Horner was involved in the early development of conceptual and post-object art in <st1:country-region st="on"><st1:place st="on">New Zealand</st1:place></st1:country-region>. She became known her sculptural works that demonstrated a sensitivity of material and form. These works included precarious glass constructions, rubber tyre experiments, ice monoliths, sand forms and one work consisting of an electrified domestic arm chair. Since the mid 90s Horner has focused almost entirely on drawing, painting, printmaking and digital photography. The inquiry of Horner’s practice is somewhat similar to the surrealists’ investigation of juxtaposition and psychoanalysis. However, her work doesn’t share the wild imagination or maddening delusion of early surrealism </span><span lang="EN-NZ">- rather Horner’s imagery is cunningly unobtrusive, persistently repetitive and more enigmatic. </span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-NZ"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr93WZvr_WIaV64DP-u2tYpMoh0jGFeoHf61cfWO1TUdkinb2Omzi_sRquPumq3WbQjv6uqUcRK15OAq8Y7G4DoCcsCUi3P_3BtQCePqcpK6qGwX3dvdXD6z-hFEapXTTU-SXxJ72OBOxG/s1600-h/erbedlg.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr93WZvr_WIaV64DP-u2tYpMoh0jGFeoHf61cfWO1TUdkinb2Omzi_sRquPumq3WbQjv6uqUcRK15OAq8Y7G4DoCcsCUi3P_3BtQCePqcpK6qGwX3dvdXD6z-hFEapXTTU-SXxJ72OBOxG/s400/erbedlg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189041878002036690" border="0" /></a><span lang="EN-NZ">Often working at a large scale and reduced palette of pink, black and white Horner’s mixed media works present us with familiar but uncanny i</span><span lang="EN-NZ">magery. The imagery depicts a lexicon of objects ranging from humble domestic items such as sofas, baths, dressing tables, jugs, paper bags and cardboard boxes juxtaposed with grand architectural forms like pyramidal columns and in her latter works a illustrative style donkey. Horner repetitiously rearranges this array of imagery in each work by pairing up different objects. Each new composition creates an absurd surreal situation. Rather than diminish the symbolic power of each item the repetition makes us consider the possible meanings of the pictured objects even more – to the </span><span lang="EN-NZ">point were we are less concerned with what each object is and more interested in the relationship suggested between their contrasting forms. Successively we become aware of a female and male narrative as grand pyramidal columns are reduced in scale and pictured inside paper bags or a donkey trodding on a bed – odd sexual innuendos that draw attention to the social conditioning of gender relationships and suppressed sexuality.<span style=""> </span></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-NZ"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-NZ">In a new body of work entitled Furniture of the World Horner has further developed her visual language but this time using digital photography. These works depict domestic furniture and objects containing pounds of flesh. On closer inspection you notice that each fleshy lump has a belly button. Considering the belly button being the umbilical cords port and source of foetal nourishment – together with the receptacle nature of these domestic containers – suggest complicated but very instinctual meanings. The domestic containers could indicate the influence our lived environment and family structure in which we develop as a secondary womb – a place were we learn about how to behave and belong. However, there is a touch of horror to these works bringing to mind news stories of troubling psychopathic killers – usually in the <st1:country-region st="on"><st1:place st="on">US</st1:place></st1:country-region> - that mutilate the innocent and hiding the dissected corpses in fridges or boxes - playing out their sick fanaticises. Therefore, these works sit on a tenuous line being both comfortably homely or horrifically debauched - a betwixt and elusive conclusion that reveals more about the animal within us and how little we understand our suppressed psyche. </span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-NZ"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-NZ">For more information and images of Maree Horner’s work visit her website: <a href="http://www.mareehorner.co.nz/index.html">www.mareehorner.co.nz</a></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-NZ"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-NZ">This is Bruce’s last article as he is leaving New Plymouth to curate an exhibition in <st1:place st="on"><st1:city st="on">Chicago</st1:city></st1:place>. <span style=""> </span></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div>Bruce E Phillipshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01775505588017945039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193801889186496334.post-45426371526375242772008-04-05T23:05:00.000-07:002008-04-06T13:58:55.281-07:00Curios Contraptions<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAYAoQgDvPRIHgMCJrUpH10C26lGTMBGHa9RO5IWzh8dl3zeQ3-BQ-XEcAlFqLLWyDUMiVZH3vTITaqXN3OZtarStS1rIazytWyjbXFQ0VJhLJeSMy1NgYkLGKlFHb-w3Qkvba03bnLso5/s1600-h/Leonie_Smith_Art_1_100886.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAYAoQgDvPRIHgMCJrUpH10C26lGTMBGHa9RO5IWzh8dl3zeQ3-BQ-XEcAlFqLLWyDUMiVZH3vTITaqXN3OZtarStS1rIazytWyjbXFQ0VJhLJeSMy1NgYkLGKlFHb-w3Qkvba03bnLso5/s400/Leonie_Smith_Art_1_100886.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186017873180286274" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">one of Leonie Smith's </span><span class="small1" style="font-size:85%;"><span style="" lang="EN-NZ">Transducing </span></span><span class="small1" style="font-size:85%;"><span style="" lang="EN-NZ">camera obscuras<br /><br /></span></span></div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-NZ">We create illusions so that we can understand reality. Our concepts of time, the calendar, including all taxonomies and measurements no matter how sophisticated are simply conventions that humankind has created. These conventions help us form a perception of reality that can be cut up into fragments and understood through abstract symbols. Reality, however, is far more complex and will always elude our attempts to rationally understand it. The revelation that reality is influenced by our perception came to be understood by Heisenberg’s uncertainty principle. Werner Karl Heisenberg, a quantum physicist studying molecular particles in the 1920s, came to the realisation <span class="small1"><span style="">that the more accurately one attempts to observe or measure an object, the more an object will be physically affected by the observation. This and other investigations of the quantum sciences have had a profound and muddling impact upon our contemporary understanding of reality. </span></span>In light of such theories it could be said that reality is so far beyond our sensory perception that the closest understanding is through philosophy, mystical belief and altered states of being.<span class="small1"><span style=""> <o:p></o:p></span></span></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span class="small1"><span style="" lang="EN-NZ"><o:p> </o:p></span></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span class="small1"><span style="" lang="EN-NZ">Reality, and our uncertain perception of it, is the conceptual terrain of Taranaki based artist Leone Smith. Despite only recently graduating from art school Smith’s work has received much attention. In 2006 Smith exhibited a large installation at the <st1:placename st="on">Govett-Brewster</st1:placename> <st1:placename st="on">Art</st1:placename> <st1:placename st="on">Gallery</st1:placename> and is currently developing projects with organisations in the <st1:country-region st="on"><st1:place st="on">US</st1:place></st1:country-region>. Including a research fellowship in <st1:city st="on">San Francisco</st1:city> followed by a project at Burning Man - a renowned art festival held annually in the <st1:place st="on"><st1:state st="on">Nevada</st1:state></st1:place> desert. Since art school Smith has investigated the potential of optics to explore the notion of flux - an alternate state of being where reality is perceived as a constant flow without being reduced or rationalised. This investigation has led Smith to the creation of numerous camera obscuras that resist convention, are aesthetically perturbed and have a strange malignant function.<span style=""> </span><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span class="small1"><span style="" lang="EN-NZ"><o:p></o:p>Camera obscuras, also known as pinhole cameras, use the refraction of light through a controlled aperture - usually a tiny hole rather than a lens - to produce an image the same way our eyes do. Traditionally camera obscuras are geometric boxes or small buildings that are carefully designed and constructed to get the most precise image. Smith’s camera obscurers, however, are oddly shaped and constructed out of poor materials such as papier-mâché, cardboard and modified found objects. They also produce soft blurred images rather than a clear cut photo like picture. What’s more is that Smith designs them to be worn like a helmet rather than a static object. If there is any sense of tradition in Smith’s work it is found in her disquieting aesthetic. Painted black, roughly crafted and sometimes incorporating parts from functional objects – these wearable devices appear as though they were dreamt up by a mad 19<sup>th</sup> century inventor. An aesthetic that entices curiosity but at the same time makes one question the accuracy or agenda behind these odd contraptions.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span class="small1"><span style="" lang="EN-NZ"><o:p></o:p>This dated pseudoscientific aesthetic also reflects the experimental nature of Smith’s practice. Usually an artwork is designed to be exhibited the same way every time. Smith’s work, however, is reused and modified each time as if part of an ongoing series of laboratory experiments. She has also been known to change the contexts and situations that the camera’s appear in. In her exhibition …version 1 … at the Govett-Brewster Smith created a strange labyrinthine environment. In this instance her wearable camera obscuras were used by gallery visitors to navigate a maze of light and fabric. Other experiments using the same cameras include a disorientating installation of glowing words and in another instance where Smith staged a tour group outing into a park.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span class="small1"><span style="" lang="EN-NZ"><o:p> </o:p></span></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span class="small1"><span style="" lang="EN-NZ">Smith is somewhat reserved about the purpose of her camera obscuras but what she does let on is that each one is designed for a unique use. However, instead of the camera providing the viewer with an experience Smith believes that the opposite is actually the case – claiming that the visitor entertains the camera obscura. This twisted relationship makes sense when you experience one of for yourself.<span style=""> </span>Like a parasite that feeds off its host Smith’s wearable camera obscurers befuddle the human participant’s regular view of reality and disconnect visual perception from the rest of the body. A wondrous but uncomfortable experience that fulfills the cameras designed purpose. <o:p></o:p></span></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span class="small1"><span style="" lang="EN-NZ"><o:p> </o:p></span></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span class="small1"><span style="" lang="EN-NZ">Smith’s more recent series of<span style=""> </span>camera obscuras that she calls Transducers - a device that converts one form of energy into another – create even stranger relationships with the viewer. The Transducers function by converting the light within the camera into heat which can then by sucked up though a tube. This function however, is very puzzling since cameras are all sealed up so we can’t see the image that is projected inside. Our only experience of the image is by sucking on the tube. So instead of inducing a visual spectacle these works present invisible possibilities - a more dubious and cunning tactic that either dupes us like a placebo or entices our imagination. Like a type of strange fashion designer Smith has created Transducers for various types of people and occasions. Including, a range for newborn babies, a high healed shoe ensemble and a wheeled walking stick creation made for promenading along the seaside. <o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-NZ"><span style=""></span></span><span class="small1"><span style="" lang="EN-NZ">Either presenting a baffling stream of blurred light or a psychological puzzle - Smith’s bizarre contraptions induce alternate perceptions that lead us to question our notions of what is real.<span style=""> </span></span></span></p>Bruce E Phillipshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01775505588017945039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193801889186496334.post-80097166860084641322008-03-29T14:48:00.000-07:002008-03-30T13:42:38.552-07:00Junkshop Universe<div align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2_g3zeBB0Pg0GlISmegF20K3sx2-cQaOPmhQmLUVNA09zb5WdXyeTRKDB2ajsYjF_s05-qSJ0xEGZkj8RSsvohrmDAJStmH7R75AdFSkobHa7dxlwuqQNRSTbxVjhHibM2LYwCA8kXDwC/s1600-h/Ben+Davis+low+res.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181058723551698210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2_g3zeBB0Pg0GlISmegF20K3sx2-cQaOPmhQmLUVNA09zb5WdXyeTRKDB2ajsYjF_s05-qSJ0xEGZkj8RSsvohrmDAJStmH7R75AdFSkobHa7dxlwuqQNRSTbxVjhHibM2LYwCA8kXDwC/s400/Ben+Davis+low+res.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:85%;">artwork by Ben Davis</span><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span lang="EN-NZ">Life is a list of fantastic but very odd phenomena. Due to this, our brains are continually filtering and ordering the world so that we can grasp understanding and be productive. This cognitive process is influenced by biological, experiential, societal and cultural factors that determine each person’s idiosyncratic take on the world. There are many ways in which to study or analyse the complexity of our cognitive processing. Observing a persons collection is one good example of this. </span><span lang="EN-AU">The act of collecting is not merely the acquisition and possession of objects. Rather the significance of collecting is found in the collector’s specific selection criteria and in the meaning that s/he derives from the objects themselves. Once collected the meaning that is invested in an object extends far beyond anything related to its original use - to the point where objects can be transformed from the banal to the sacred. Therefore, collecting acts as a tangent connecting objective and subjective perception through which one can create u</span><span lang="EN-AU">nderstanding. This betwixt rendezvous of imagination and reality allows both the collector and the observer the chance to experience a personalised slice of the world. <?xml:namespace prefix = o /><o:p></o:p></span></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span lang="EN-NZ">This week I visited the studio of artist Ben Davis who’s current artwork could be defined as a collection of the odd and unsightly. Despite being a recent art school graduate Davis has amassed an intriguing body of work. </span><span lang="EN-NZ"><?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /><st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on">Davis</st1:place></st1:city>’ art is based on an intuitive process of collecting that is unconsciously informed by an eye for the strange and a habit of reading randomly assorted literature. His work slips between many conventions of contemporary art including assemblage, installation, experimental sculpture and photography. Revealing that <st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on">Davis</st1:place></st1:city>’ practice is not media specific but rather reliant on the skills and materials that are immediate to his use. The result is a complex and ever-growing collection of things and stuff – that is to say - strange ephemeral sculpture, found objects and digital photographs.</span></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span lang="EN-NZ"><o:p></o:p></span><st1:place st="on"><st1:city st="on"><span lang="EN-NZ">Davis</span></st1:city></st1:place><span lang="EN-NZ">’ ephemeral sculpture could also be described as experiments. One work for instance consists of marmite smeared upon a clean white wall. However when your eyes adjust a boldly illustrated self-portrait begins to emerge from the sticky substance – referencing Jesus or Mary faces that people claim to mysteriously appear in clouds etc. The fact that the marmite resembles a foul excretion also references the Freudian claim that faeces are ones first creative act. In another work a mysterious white wax form rests tentatively on a Formica tabletop. The ambiguous shape resembles a sublime glacial landscape or an exotic fungal growth. Despite being repellent and abject these sculptural experiments evoke a surprising beauty. <span style="font-size:+0;"></span>Creating a type of debased catharsis that melds the sacred or pure with the squalid.</span></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span lang="EN-NZ"><o:p></o:p>Viewing his found object works add more insight to this. Of particular note is <st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on">a new and currently untitled </st1:place></st1:city>work pictured above. On a white plinth sporting scrapes and dings from an abused past life, rests a gleaming glass object. The glass form seems to be made of a thousand or so pearl tinted glass spheres of various dimensions. The multitude of glass spheres has an alluring effect much the same as gazing at the stars. Indeed, the spherical form resembles a scientific model of the universe or a molecular structure. Investigating the object further you discover that it is actually an outlandish kitsch lamp shade. The exploration of the sacred and profane or the humble and profound is further emphasised in <st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on">Davis</st1:place></st1:city>’ photography. Here <st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on">Davis</st1:place></st1:city> uses a camera as a receptacle to collect odd phenomena and refuse – and thereby rescuing fleeting moments and discarded rubbish as if precious gems.<br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-39HhUHW_fMZes7mqMrxelUXcSqzaC8WXLWkPq3oQGRdCv3rHRebCcezv9hwfHkynvkEdsfoHCEi3kD2HvCEX025tgiwTmYnDDUwzSw5ISdhBIIAhkR5mngcqzjmM5cyttjTMpbJ2fUCy/s1600-h/contam+Ben+Davis+low+res.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181059088623918386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-39HhUHW_fMZes7mqMrxelUXcSqzaC8WXLWkPq3oQGRdCv3rHRebCcezv9hwfHkynvkEdsfoHCEi3kD2HvCEX025tgiwTmYnDDUwzSw5ISdhBIIAhkR5mngcqzjmM5cyttjTMpbJ2fUCy/s400/contam+Ben+Davis+low+res.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span lang="EN-NZ"><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span lang="EN-NZ">For instance, a series of photographs that documents a roadside industrial area in <st1:place st="on">North Taranaki</st1:place> draws attention to something that most people would unwittingly drive by. One photo in particular features a pile of gravel that has been labelled “contaminated” in spray paint. Framed by an enclave of Native bush this documentation insights question about our supposedly clean green country or evokes the many urban myths of suspect environmental infringements within the province.<span style="font-size:+0;"> </span></span></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><span lang="EN-NZ"><o:p></o:p></span><st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on"><span lang="EN-NZ">Davis</span></st1:place></st1:city><span lang="EN-NZ">’ work escapes easy analysis. However, at the core of his practice is a collection that investigates the odd and dysfunctional. A type of collecting that is governed by an elusive process of intuition and coincidence - an odd practice that is more akin to a type of meandering with a sense of wonder. However futile or incongruous this may seem <st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on">Davis</st1:place></st1:city>’ work nevertheless exposes the myth of normality and leads us to celebrate the strange occurrences of daily life.<o:p></o:p></span></p><ul style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"><li><span lang="EN-NZ"><o:p></o:p></span><span lang="EN-NZ">Dear readers I am sadly leaving Taranaki to curate an exhibition in <st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on">Chicago</st1:place></st1:city>. Instead of reviewing exhibitions I have decided to dedicate my last three reviews to Taranaki based artists that I haven’t had the privilege of writing about. Next weeks article will feature the artist Leonie Smith. </span></li></ul></div>Bruce E Phillipshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01775505588017945039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193801889186496334.post-88844557749243754942008-03-22T21:16:00.000-07:002008-03-23T14:47:53.203-07:00Revealing objects<div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsbOCGJQZwpChU5A-6pskdMvv3dBbSCDIEUAFeHm-rLDCAKBmNIRa5FAdK-wxFl8-OlvYYDngmIWepYaQ6cKLA_IXQrwj9i_4XuS2YW_tsXh5OT8XDj25QQ9_x_EwVw0bmtBtdbj0rVhwc/s1600-h/IMG_6510.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsbOCGJQZwpChU5A-6pskdMvv3dBbSCDIEUAFeHm-rLDCAKBmNIRa5FAdK-wxFl8-OlvYYDngmIWepYaQ6cKLA_IXQrwj9i_4XuS2YW_tsXh5OT8XDj25QQ9_x_EwVw0bmtBtdbj0rVhwc/s400/IMG_6510.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179303013203589698" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;" lang="EN-NZ" >View West Taranaki, 2008 by Bill Culbert Photo: Govett- Brewster Art Gallery<br /><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-NZ" style="font-size:100%;">Objects are receptacles of meaning and memory. This is especially true of used everyday objects. Our familiarity of what objects are, how they are made and what they are used for influences the perceived significance and value of them. This is further complicated when we consider the age of an object and its potential to reveal historical information. However, this transference of meaning onto objects is so implicit to our daily lives that </span><span lang="EN-NZ" style="font-size:100%;">we are almost completely unaware of it. One of the great things about art is that it has the potential of revealing this hidden cognitive process. Art that in some way uses pre-existing or readymade objects is most successful at achieving this. The readymade was a term coined by an early modernist artist called Marcel Duchamp who first started making artworks out of everyday objects in 1913 - at a time when Pablo Picasso was also collaging news paper clippings in his oil paintings. The notion of the readymade was then taken up by dada and surrealist artists who began making alterations to objects or combining them together. The readymade was later developed during the 1950s-60s in movements such as fluxus, pop, conceptual, and performance art. When artists began using readymade objects as a medium</span><span lang="EN-NZ" style="font-size:100%;"> - just as they would paint - they made apparent how we attribute meaning and value to objects. In doing so they unlocked a sense of wonder of the banal by helping us view the everyday moments of life as aesthetic and meaningful. This sense of wonder also lead to understandings of how we comprehend the world and what it means to live in an age of mass production and consumerism. <span style=""> </span></span></div><div> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-NZ" style="font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-NZ" style="font-size:100%;">Bill Culbert – currently exhibiting at the <st1:place st="on"><st1:placename st="on">Govett-Brewster</st1:placename> <st1:placename st="on">Art</st1:placename> <st1:placename st="on">Gallery</st1:placename></st1:place> – has devoted almost half a century to investigating the potential of electrical light to reveal the meanings that are latent in everyday objects. His exhibition Groundworks features three large</span><span lang="EN-NZ" style="font-size:100%;"> floor installations displayed in separate gallery spaces. Of the most alluring is the installation </span><span style="font-size:100%;"><i><span style=";font-family:Arial;" lang="EN-NZ">View West Taranaki </span></i></span><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;" lang="EN-NZ" >which</span><span lang="EN-NZ" style="font-size:100%;"> consists of 21 hard-shell suitcases within which Culbert has inserted rectangular TV like screens - converting the suitcases into light-box like creations. What makes the work transfixing is the assortment of red, blue, purple, orange and yellow lights that beam loudly out of otherwise nondescript and ordinary suitcases. The wall text accompanying the work proposes that these colours are an abstract depiction of a Taranaki sunset. Suggesting a contrived romantic longing for distant shores beyond the horizon – as one could deduce from the title. </span><span lang="EN-NZ" style="font-size:100%;">More interesting however is the potential for the work to comment on the post 9/11 geopolitical issues governing international travel. The vibrant glowing screens resemble the colourful images of boarder security x-ray technology. The physical piecing of the hard suitcase shell also indicates the invasion of privacy on the traveller by the all seeing eye of customs who treat every passenger as a potential tourist - typifying the government surveillance of our age. Furthermore, the random arrangement of unlabeled suitcases – as if abandoned for some suspicious purpose – could lead us to read the colours as the eruptive chemical hues of a terrorist explosion.</span></div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:100%;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh777KeOFEgAoU7OjZHn6kqN-TZBelporNlb-lh1awC10PswwtNEobBniR_tq5RHIdz5-1XvmAVqriCXfaieqZrqtKNPnCH723aKURbh7ojnK0nK-DweMTqCzDp7gfyUcdFvBfr2zp2g8dr/s1600-h/IMG_6421p.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh777KeOFEgAoU7OjZHn6kqN-TZBelporNlb-lh1awC10PswwtNEobBniR_tq5RHIdz5-1XvmAVqriCXfaieqZrqtKNPnCH723aKURbh7ojnK0nK-DweMTqCzDp7gfyUcdFvBfr2zp2g8dr/s400/IMG_6421p.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179303172117379666" border="0" /></a></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-NZ" style="font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-NZ" style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Flotsam</span> </span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;" lang="EN-NZ" > by Bill Culbert Photo: Govett- Brewster Art Gallery</span></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-NZ" style="font-size:100%;">Colonising the GBAG’s largest gallery is the work Flotsam - which consists of a considered but haphazard arrangement of approximately 80 fluorescent lights and a large assortment of used plastic bottles. The result is a blinding vista of diagonal lines of light inter-dispersed with nuggets of pure primary and secondary colours. After your eyes adjust, the bottles become the focus of the work. Journeying around the vast length of the work you may identify a detergent, milk or oil bottle – on the most part however, the bottles are anonymous to their previous life having had their labels removed. With their commercial robes removed the alluring advertising campaigns that once convinced us to purchase vanish to reveal the naked plastic skins. A stark reminder of the very permanent existence of such plastic - that is freely disposed of today only to take hundreds to thousand of years to degrade. The title Flotsam - a maritime term for shipwreck debris – suggests that the buoyant refuse we are present is evident of a catastrophe – in this case the sinking of our planet under irreversible damage. </span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-NZ" style="font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-NZ" style="font-size:100%;">The third work entitled Flat Lighthouse is a hodgepodge collection of shabby wooden door and window frames configured in an irregular rectangular grid on the floor. Laid on top of the composition is a scattering of fluorescent lights and desk lamps. Built probably out of rimu and caked in lead paint the doors and windows lay discarded like the numerous domestic lives they once witnessed and concealed. This is enhanced by the fluorescent tubes which appear as frozen shards of light – evoking the memory of how these doors and windows were once useful for controlling the aperture of light within domestic interiors. </span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-NZ" style="font-size:100%;"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-NZ" style="font-size:100%;">As if using the fluorescent tube as a modern day magical rod of glowing mercury vapour Culbert breaks the spell of everyday life. To reveal how the objects that clutter our world hold telling information about our contemporary lives. Groundworks runs till the 18<sup>th</sup> of May. </span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-NZ" style="font-size:100%;"><span style=""> </span></span></p>Bruce E Phillipshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01775505588017945039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193801889186496334.post-34572640237530503472008-03-15T03:29:00.000-07:002008-03-16T21:44:00.043-07:00Seductive Massacre<div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3UBDGhWOLcHdc-ud0EYekLCzxXEqFq8E-ZkQr_mrr3WQbMsVABHHh9CIp2lPApOCbZaCOoYJm3W5BaNtc9nmP6VM37F45poZVWqfYg0z7j8n1P1T_InY0zsTAiHS3XdQLGcBzUvnyNeki/s1600-h/LR2_TND-13_D20-300+low+res.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177918577740364338" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3UBDGhWOLcHdc-ud0EYekLCzxXEqFq8E-ZkQr_mrr3WQbMsVABHHh9CIp2lPApOCbZaCOoYJm3W5BaNtc9nmP6VM37F45poZVWqfYg0z7j8n1P1T_InY0zsTAiHS3XdQLGcBzUvnyNeki/s400/LR2_TND-13_D20-300+low+res.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;">AES + F, </span></span><span style="font-size:78%;"><i><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial; font-style: italic;" lang="EN-NZ">Panorama #4</span></span></i></span><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"><span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;" lang="EN-NZ">, 2006 from the <i><span style="font-style: italic;">Last Riot 2</span></i> series, 2005-07. © AES+F and courtesy Triumph Gallery, Moscow and Multi<span lang="EN-US">media</span><span lang="EN-US"> Art Center, Moscow</span></span></span><br /><br /><div>We currently experience the world via a veil of seductive imagery. For this we have advertising and digital technology to thank. Big multinational companies spend copious amounts of money on the research, design and production of advertising with the purpose of creating arresting images that convince us to purchase and consume their products. Advertisers don’t need to bother with inserting subliminal messages to coax us. Rather, they do it blatantly by using certain imagery to charm our emotions and desires. It is interesting that advertisers very rarely attempt to capture our objective thoughts but rather aim to appease our libidos and imagination. This comes at no surprise since the sensual desires of the libido and the spell of imagination are at the forefront of our existence. Objective thinking - despite being that which makes life practical and productive – is usually absent when one is enjoying an ice-cream or having a romantic evening. This is why in car commercials we are shown a vehicle racing across a beautiful landscape driven by attractive people and filmed as if it were a big budget Hollywood movie – rather than simply declaring the vehicle’s technical specifications. By doing so the advertisers are not only selling us a car. Closer to the truth is that they are convincing us that this car will satisfy our longing to attain freedom, social status, alluring sexuality and to have all that within a picture perfect world. Such is the power of these images that - no matter how aware and resistant we are – advertising will eventually seduce us. Seductive imagery is not only relegated to advertising it is also the language of films, TV programmes, computer games and most printed media. There is nothing inherently bad about creating such tempting imagery. However, what is concerning is that these images pervade almost every moment of our modern lives and more importantly can often promote skewed attitudes and understandings of life and our world.<br /><br />Currently on exhibition at the City Gallery Wellington is an impressive video installation that explores the spectacle of such seductive imagery and its murky ethics. The work is entitled Last Riot: Massacre by the Innocents? by the Russian artist collective AES+F and consists of three very large wide screen projections that create an immersive panoramic scene. At first glance Last Riot could be mistaken for a Hollywood blockbuster due to its richly rendered images and theatrical soundtrack. However, it doesn’t take long for the work’s strangeness to become apparent. Last Riot depicts half naked camouflage-clad adolescents who are engaged in some type of pseudo-battle using an array of weapons from golf clubs to samurai swards. Their battle with each other – like the innocence of their youth - appears to be all play or acting since their strikes and blows do not connect or draw any blood. Due to the style of animation the battles are stilted and slowed down so that it appears as though their bodies morph and contort with each jab of their blade or swipe of a club. Their stilted movements also seem to ebb and pulse to the repetitive drumbeat of the soundtrack. As the battles take place the camera zooms in on the youths emphasising their blemish-free complexions and slim bodies. Indeed, the youths – who also represent a diversity of ethnicities - seem to be typecast for some fashion magazine or advertisement. Not unlike the advertisements for fashion labels United Colors of Benetton and Calvin Klein. In a finely written essay by Abby Cunnane in the gallery brochure we are informed that the bloodless battle scenes also resemble the computer game America’s Army - a war simulation game that was created by the US military to lure young recruits.<br /></div><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177916348652337698" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 239px; height: 326px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiltpDD_5ujjBBylNtjD-xqsORrgWgDB_oJ3wsbOHBMCzC4movLQWRIxo3mp87RHEl-bWl-xb9xKznRgcE6Ae8j_NbeLjkL6GEfm0fQtDfsZSDA-N7tLumzuIve_DqGyOwog0SjjaQ9Mdcd/s400/LR2PAN4A4300enews.jpg" border="0" height="344" width="248" /><br /><div></div><br /><div>These alluring but very odd battle scenes are intermingled with short but equally weird interludes set to string orchestra music that you would expect to accompany a thriller. One such interlude includes an army jeep animated in the style of a modern computer game that despite having no apparent operator drives back and forwards whilst slowly sinking in quicksand. As this happens, a convenience light within the jeep flashes off and on intermittently as if possessed by a poltergeist. The landscape that all this is enacted upon is an immeasurable desert plane that at times is parched and dry only to be instantly snow-clad moments later. The background of the landscape is also home to strange collections of objects and events that give the land a surreal dreamscape appearance. This includes ornate merry-go rounds and ferris wheels, together with locomotives that career off impossibly grand bridges and passenger jets that fall in pieces from the sky.<br /></div>Aside from the obvious references to contemporary culture Last Riot is also laden with numerous art historical references, in particular Neoclassical and Romantic painting of the 17th -19th centuries. Last Riot perplexes and enthrals as it both melds seductive imagery with suspect depiction of youth and war. The surrealism of the entire scene leads us to question the beguiling agendas underlying advertising and pop-culture imagery that we are bombarded with every day. Last Riot runs till the 15th of June.<br /></div>Bruce E Phillipshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01775505588017945039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193801889186496334.post-66317096497485587632008-03-08T03:36:00.000-08:002008-03-09T14:09:08.849-07:00Commune Creatures<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf0louEdPRQtkXGbXqqMtHFSLMNet_odbN3JoSTgWPlk-2dQEF7PJXo5FnQ6KWC8AnUb_2ThD5MCClTbWvwblecFtZTFYWBcqzL3U6A5x9hVYjHdTIVMpFY8hVRnZ8ubCX_0YpoPLuMIxj/s1600-h/statue_99860.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174223957069354882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf0louEdPRQtkXGbXqqMtHFSLMNet_odbN3JoSTgWPlk-2dQEF7PJXo5FnQ6KWC8AnUb_2ThD5MCClTbWvwblecFtZTFYWBcqzL3U6A5x9hVYjHdTIVMpFY8hVRnZ8ubCX_0YpoPLuMIxj/s400/statue_99860.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><br />Ideologies create, distort and blind reality. We become aware of this the moment there is disagreement between people of different beliefs or backgrounds. Beyond any confusion or anger of such a clash the realisation dawns that there are many peculiar and beautiful ways of seeing the world, even though we might disagree. Being human we all have an innate desire to believe that there are laws or principles that explain our existence and purpose. Such is our yearning that these idealisations of the world or life actually influence what we understand to be real. The most successful ideologies are those that have small progressive rewards bound in reality whilst leading to something ultimately unattainable. This formula together with a sense of community is evident in any of the world’s most popular religions or philosophies. This is also the reason why so many paradigms and doctrines have survived despite having histories of leaders and followers that have fallen short of the beliefs. Throughout history artists have played their part in creating or promoting ideologies. From didactic midlevel altarpieces to the design of 20th century utopian modern architecture artists have had an integral role in translating the ideal into visual and physical form. However, within our post-modern age - where truth is perceived to be culturally relative – artists have sort out new roles and subject matter. One fashion, for instance, within contemporary art of recent years has been to parody or reveal the short comings of ideologies.<br /><br />A new body of work by Taranaki born artist Francis Upritchard - currently on exhibition at the Govett-Brewster Art Gallery – explores the quandaries of ideologies by romanticising the failure of hippie utopianism. The exhibition is entitled Rainwob I – perhaps a humorous coined term combining the word rainbow with mob to describe a cloister of hippies. Rainwob I consists of a collection of various clay figures, ceramic creations and a few found objects that are arranged upon a giant 10m x 3m plinth that also functions as a couch at one end. The result is an odd diorama that suggests both a surreal landscape and a nostalgic 60s or 70s domestic interior but is neither one nor the other. Encountering the work is like discovering a stark white ethereal world within which boldly rainbow rendered naked people exist. The figures are neither happy nor sad but possess some sort of odd Zen state of being. Their genteel presence is communicated via temperate gestures glazed over facial expressions - but also their ill proportioned and structurally impossible bodies. The fashioning of these figures is intriguing since at first glance they appear badly formed but on closer inspection you notice that the hands feet and faces of the figures have received a great amount of sculptural skill and attention. Being the most sensitive and expressive areas of the body this over emphasis suggests that these figures have a heightened sensual existence. As the viewer implicitly associates the hands, feet and face with touch, emotion and communication. </div><br /><br /><div align="justify"></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174224365091248018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipp8g8ARA-GxATcxWllzEn3yhlctQuUA4JNV7-o65hWU6ArpEXOxbF6VgNcUs3Mkus8u1AfiKGHRHH6SaSlwRJPRxKrS4H474R7OP21wGU99B88DVCnSNvxZ3fjZKBsTp2MpfdWZyL2Xw8/s400/statue_99862.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><div align="justify"></div><br /><div align="justify">Their emancipated and oddly proportioned physicality combined with their placid bliss like stupor also brings to mind a commune of 1960s hippies – as depicted in Dennis Hopper’s film Easy Rider - where wildly passionate young white Americans took to the country to live off the land only to fall victim to the lack agricultural knowledge and skills or a relapse towards male centred gender roles and domineering mind games. It is as if Upritchard’s figures are entranced in a higher state of being that has blinded them of their physical plight.<br /><br />Elsewhere, in the installation also draws on hippie idealism. Positioned at the far end of the plinth is a painted tree branch erected so that it resembles a tree. Painted in sequential radiantly coloured stripes, as in a rainbow, the tree has a sort of cosmic appearance perhaps holding some mystic powers like the fabled tree of life. Neighbouring the tree are two mushroom or clam shaped domed forms that have bubble skylights and cushioned fabric interiors that appear to be dwellings. They resemble the clay houses and geodesic domed structures favoured by alternative types of the 60s and 70s for their ecological and philosophical rational. Viewed from the front end of the plinth and in comparison to the scale of the figures in the foreground, the dwellings appear to be far in the distance like in a landscape painting. Placed near the tree also supports this illusion. Once you walk around the plinth however the forced perspective collapses creating odd and confusing scale relationships with the other objects on display. Adding further confusion is the couch and lamps at the front of the plinth. Mixing the domestic scale objects with the figures leads us to view the installation as a lounge setting rather than a visionary landscape. The conglomeration of these incongruous perspectives suggests how ideologies create a certain outlook on life that once viewed from a different angle are revealed as being illogical and befuddled.<br /><br />Francis Upritchard’s Rainwob I is a quaint and fascinating work which has many more aspects to discover. In particular is the distinct personality of each figure and the interrelation between them. The installation’s couch – which you are allowed to sit on – also adds a welcoming and fun experience of the work. Exhibition closes 18th of May. </div></div>Bruce E Phillipshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01775505588017945039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193801889186496334.post-22982907454924152932008-03-02T10:18:00.000-08:002008-03-02T22:43:13.838-08:00Blood, Grids and Taonga<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-tgfj9QEBHCiqqSqkIaupW99Jr_5XwN30c1Qs9ihNvZbv_ltwaE3TM6bW3O-YTaTHXbD7mpoDLn7mMq3l2JmjJuxgJCn1_OxsEkwSQ7oSAHxjzBPxSvN5O-pk6gG6U04rFprSS2z_diHE/s1600-h/01.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173212303298629778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-tgfj9QEBHCiqqSqkIaupW99Jr_5XwN30c1Qs9ihNvZbv_ltwaE3TM6bW3O-YTaTHXbD7mpoDLn7mMq3l2JmjJuxgJCn1_OxsEkwSQ7oSAHxjzBPxSvN5O-pk6gG6U04rFprSS2z_diHE/s400/01.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:85%;">Ann Shelton' s photograph : Arena, Te Ngutu O Te Manu/Beak of the Bird, South Taranaki, 2004 Diptych, C type prints1150 x 1450 mm each<br /></span><div align="justify"><br />Stories of peace and pain are etched into the land of Taranaki. Like the perilous volcanic forces that both toil silently beneath our feet and vocally loom in frightening geography everywhere we look – so to is the history of human habitation in Tarainaki. It is important that we are aware of this history – so that latent grievances can be addressed and elapsed moments of peace celebrated. Art can be a powerful tool to aid the telling of difficult histories. Being specialists of both technique and spirit, artists can use the various materials and media to reveal deep pious like revelations of the human condition. Artists can transform otherwise dry modes and methods of visual documentation. Painting and photography, for instance, can be used plainly as scientific documentation to visually record the facts. An artist, however, can creatively manipulate the possibilities of these mediums to communicate thought and emotion – and express what science cannot.<br /><br />Puke Ariki’s new exhibition Taranaki Whenua: life-blood-legacy provides a great example of how the subjective possibilities of art can be used to add depth, insight and experience to a history fraught with conflict. The exhibition explores Taranaki’s geological and colonial history with particular emphasis on the conflicting philosophies and agendas of land ownership between Maori and Pakeha. The exhibition welcomes the viewer with large angled walls that jut out in different trajectories. This exhibition design transforms the usually cavernous low ceiling exhibition space into a dynamic warren that invites you to explore and contemplate. As you make your way through the exhibition text panels, data projectors, slick glowing plasma screens, historic artefacts and artworks narrate various stories or rouse thoughtful contemplation. Of the most emotional and thought provoking is the display of a plough used by the people of Parihaka in the late 19th century. The plough is mounted so that it appears to be slicing through a sloping white platform representing the land. The slice of the plough is emphasized by an incendiary ruby light – a bold display that both transforms a rural tool into a historically potent icon and reinforces the great sacrifice of the <a href="http://www.pukeariki.com/en/stories/tangataWhenua/tohukakahi.htm">Parihaka passive resistance movement</a>.<br /><br />Elsewhere artwork provides similar enrichment. Such as Ann Shelton’s photographic dyptich entitled Arena, Te Ngutu o Te Manu/Beak of the Bird South Taranaki. The photographs depict Te Ngutu o Te Manu/Beak of the Bird - the location of a Maori village and site of the eminent victory of chief Titokowaru over the British army in 1868. The photographs focus on a monument commemorating those that were killed in that battle. The monument is also believed to mark the spot were the famous hired gun and Commander Major Gustavus Ferdinand von Tempsky was killed. Shelton has chosen to display an identical pair of the image hung in opposing orientation – like a water reflection. This hang references how the creation of history is much like the science of a photographic image. A photograph is first upside-down and back to front due to the laws of refraction – when a photograph is printed this process is reversed. This presents a philosophical quandary as to which is the correct orientation of reality. Therefore, Shelton’s dualistic presentation of a historical location guides one to contemplate the reliability of history. However, before one learns the history of the monument and land the dual imagery alone holds a lingering presence. The stark white cross monument is framed by a visually haunting milieu of a lush grass field and a foreboding parameter of naked winter trees. The freshly mown lines in the grass create a surreal forced perspective that both draws you in and forces you back at knife edge as the two images converge. This perturbed contention is also present in the trees. In the above image the skeleton branches appear to extend heavenward while in the inverted image they seem as roots attempting to grasp Hades. Arena, Te Ngutu o Te Manu/Beak of the Bird states no simplistic historical fable but rather visually leads viewer to dwell upon the lingering disturbance of war and the past bias of Taranaki’s colonial stories.<br /><br />There are many other artworks that are used to both aid the narrative of the exhibition and to contribute additional insight and complexity to the topics. Those that perform this best are Fiona Clark’s aerial photographs of polluted waters between New Plymouth and Waitara caused by industrial waste and sewage – photographs that were later used to support Te Atiawa’s Waitangi Tribunal claim in the 80s. Others include ink and acrylic works by Bevan Ford, enigmatic black and white photography by Laurence Aberhart, and a very brusque banner work by Don Driver. The exhibition is also enhanced by a catalogue which is full of essays and images providing further insight and depth to some of the issues raised. </div>Bruce E Phillipshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01775505588017945039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193801889186496334.post-83677809253396199642008-02-16T22:13:00.000-08:002008-03-02T22:36:46.032-08:00Woven Memories<div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibpfxIVMmiZJ2_CVMV3iIsX1uoL4KX7WuD-Aipb0boljAUeB9cdW8gkVquD6O_vczXrhGbndtsZYkMhOn7GjgOpjLWlRYogb_7JaJj0V0WZAdcs_o6ZsYXO6jK9QO9MNnINvXUbwO2eiNx/s1600-h/ngahina+low+res+detail.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166718457582496082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibpfxIVMmiZJ2_CVMV3iIsX1uoL4KX7WuD-Aipb0boljAUeB9cdW8gkVquD6O_vczXrhGbndtsZYkMhOn7GjgOpjLWlRYogb_7JaJj0V0WZAdcs_o6ZsYXO6jK9QO9MNnINvXUbwO2eiNx/s400/ngahina+low+res+detail.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">Roimata Toroa 2007 (detail) by Ngahina Hohaia photo: Govett-Brewster Art Gallery</span></div><br /><div align="justify"></div><br /><div align="justify">Stones cannot weep but yet they inspire many to do so. By this I am referring to memorials that, despite being solid and inert monuments, are emotive vehicles that enable remembrance, contemplation and celebration. The purpose of memorials is to help the understanding of trauma and aid the stages of remorse – so that some good might result. Many in New Zealand would associate the term memorial with the ubiquitous concrete or stone war monoliths erected on civic locations around the country. One of the most moving war memorials in my opinion is the <a href="http://www.nationalwarmemorial.govt.nz/hall.html">Hall of Memories</a> within the National War Memorial Carillon, Wellington. The design of the hall is such that immediately upon entering its vaulted white interior the visitor is bound in hushed reverence. It is through the careful choice of building materials, design of space and symbolic use of poetry and art that the Hall of Memories commands such a powerful response. Memorials, whether a simple gravestone or grand temple, help us enter in an in-between state of being where the flow of time appears to halt. Sometimes as in the case of a funeral or <a href="http://www.anzac.govt.nz/significance/index.html">Anzac</a> dawn ceremony ritual in addition to a memorial helps lead those involved into a contemplative state of being where they are unaware of conceivable time. This experience, which exists in all cultures, came to be termed liminality by the anthropologist Victor Turner. Liminality or the threshold in anthropological terms is the perceived in-between state of being that occurs in religious and cultural experience that results in a transition or transformation of some sort. Most art by its visual or sensory stimulation evokes liminality through which the artist provides the viewer with a meaningful experience. In art the transformation usually results in the greater understanding of a different perspective.<br /><br />Aspects of the memorial and liminality are present in the work of Ngahina Hohaia entitled Roimata Toroa currently on exhibition at the Govett-Brewster Art Gallery. Roimata Toroa which translates as “Tears of the Albatross” commemorates the <a href="http://www.pukeariki.com/en/stories/tangataWhenua/tohukakahi.htm">Parihaka passive resistance movement</a> of the late 19th century. However, unlike the authoritative architectonics of the memorial or the conceited anthropological study of liminality, the work of Hohaia elicits more complex poetic and sensual nuances.<br /><br />Framed by two wide flanks of stairs the experience of Roimata Toroa is very much enhanced by the gallery’s architecture. The folding of distance and height as the viewer ascends the stairs instils anticipation and awe. Since each step that the viewer takes reveals glimpses of an impressive wall installation of 392 <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Poi_(juggling)">poi</a>. The poi are made from second-hand woollen blankets most of which are creamy white with some of the cords plated with pink and sky blue wool. Reflecting the weave of the blankets the poi are hung in staggered zigzag formations. Each individual poi also bears one of 60 different machine embroidered insignia in mostly gold thread - with a portion in either black, pink and sky blue.<br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167417845762009474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyNkJkWd4qPxMXnveHQQmKTZl48JiNPQKHIOgE7BxuiBJksY4jXFffEAR3XrT9j5lKE6aTi6LEfXUXY_7q5Tytsozigi_ZVWCwMhiA2tljzrtOY1IZ6OxjKAJt6m4FTUMIqa1Soz6gCRdm/s400/Ngahina+low+res.jpg" border="0" /><span style="font-size:78%;">(installation view)</span></div><br /><div align="justify"><br />The work in full view is hard to fathom in its entirety and therefore it entices you to visit its detail – and it is upon inspection of the detail that we journey into the works many narratives. Browsing the array of symbols it becomes apparent that some have direct relevance to the history of Parihaka. For instance, the three white albatross feathers which is a prophetic religious symbol of the Parihaka leader Tohu Kakahi – the image of a plough symbolising how the people of Parihaka obstructed colonial forces from occupying their ancestral lands. Other symbols are related to the history of Parihaka but have more general significance. For example, the Christian crown of thorns, the shackled hands of slavery and the innocence of a girl skipping with a rope. Through to commonly identifiable colonial symbols of sailing ships, British solders, and cannons. Running across the middle row of poi are the fervent words of Tohu Kaakahi inspiring his people “to overcome evil with good”. Being dispersed over many poi leads you to read the speech in fragments making each word resonate in your mind.<br /><br />The materiality of the poi holds further symbolism specific to Parihaka. As the wall label informs us the blanket was used as a metaphor by leaders Tohu Kaakahi and Te Whiti o Rongomai indicating their good will to share their ancestral land with Pakeha - a benevolent offer that was savagely violated by Pakeha. Therefore, the woollen blankets transformed into poi by Hohaia stand as a poignant memorial to the pacifist ideologies of the Parihaka movement. Also of significance is the static existence of the poi. Being frozen in sacred reverence on the gallery wall these poi will never be used in performance. Collectively the poi sit as an ethereal monument - a monument that despite its apparent material fragility communicates with heart seizing impact.<br /><br />While a significant portion of Roimata Toroa’s meaning is steeped in cultural tradition and historic intensity it also lends itself to other interpretations. This is due to the works diverse grouping of experiential, symbolic and aesthetic components that encourage individual contemplation rather than making a didactic statement.<br />Roimata Toroa ends 2 March 2008. </div>Bruce E Phillipshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01775505588017945039noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193801889186496334.post-90350564493228671612008-02-08T21:21:00.000-08:002008-02-10T10:25:52.639-08:00Cryptic Abstractions<div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuCCrh2xnRGwkZlJYm6b2MYPZm4ufpNWCDRDJ3ykdKdE3CfLp5CNffcGxqpyx4kA59lgHd3iFs2Ao2bgBfmBpmTsQxFz3mAp4XCaa6fgds7eo34NuVFVre3TF-cQY6NeYGDazqNlOrBAjJ/s1600-h/indi_310.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuCCrh2xnRGwkZlJYm6b2MYPZm4ufpNWCDRDJ3ykdKdE3CfLp5CNffcGxqpyx4kA59lgHd3iFs2Ao2bgBfmBpmTsQxFz3mAp4XCaa6fgds7eo34NuVFVre3TF-cQY6NeYGDazqNlOrBAjJ/s400/indi_310.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165418890673039682" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span lang="EN-NZ">Ambiguity is a powerful artistic strategy. When artists choose to conceal certain meanings of their work the more intriguing it becomes. <span style=""> </span>However, ambiguity can also spark disregard - due to confusion, anxiety or condescension. These two different reactions of the unknown also typifies the intercultural dynamics of our post-colonial and global age. Cultures collide when there is fear or intolerance of what people do not understand. On the other hand great innovation and insight can come from the intrigue and fusion between cultures. In both instances of art and intercultural encounters the response either reveals peoples negative insecurities or positive openness to the unknown.<span style=""> </span></span></div></div><div> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-NZ"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-NZ">The exhibition Paintings from Remote Communities: Indigenous Australian art from the Laverty collection, <st1:city st="on">Sydney</st1:city> – currently on show at the Govett-Brewster art gallery – gives New Zealanders a long overdue view into some of the most innovative contemporary art to come out of <st1:country-region st="on"><st1:place st="on">Australia</st1:place></st1:country-region>. In doing so the exhibition also highlights the use of ambiguity as an innovative artistic strategy and the positive outcomes of cultural fusion.</span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-NZ"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-NZ">Aboriginal artists living in isolated areas of <st1:country-region st="on"><st1:place st="on">Australia</st1:place></st1:country-region> were originally given acrylic paints and stretched canvases in the 1970s so that they could participate within the European art market which favours transportable paintings. Therefore, Aboriginal artists of the 70s transferred sophisticated cultural traditions some that date back 40,000 years into the European tradition of easel painting. Organic patterns that once responded to the surface of the land, body or bark now tested the parameters of the rectangle. In shifting form a temporal site-responsive art-form to an autonomous and marketable art-form – at a time when European artists are doing the exact opposite - these artists interrogated the history of painting and contributed great innovations to contemporary art. However, the subsequent anthropological style representation of their work in exhibitions ended up exposing sacred knowledge that would normally be kept secret. Some designs that traditionally only existed ephemerally as sand drawings or body paintings – normally being erased during a ritual – was now recorded in acrylic paint that would be visible for at least a hundred years. This cultural misunderstanding has lead Aboriginal artists over the last few decades to strategically develop new idiosyncratic visual languages that encrypt ancient knowledge. Will Owen explains in the accompanying exhibition essay that this strategy termed ‘buwayak’ or ‘invisibility’ developed from the artists of the Yolngu people of <st1:place st="on"><st1:city st="on">Anhem Land</st1:city>, <st1:state st="on">Northern Territory</st1:state></st1:place>. The results are wild alluring compositions that both defy European painting conventions and retain sacred meanings. Such covert strategies also instil great wonder and invite the viewers - outside the artists’ culture - the chance to actively contribute their own interpretation of the imagery. </span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-NZ"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-NZ">The curation of Paintings from Remote Communities respects the artistic strategy of buwayak through limited use of didactic information about specific paintings - letting the artworks speak for themselves. There is even no thematic narratives ensued via the exhibition layout rather curator and gallery director Rhana Devenport has chosen to represent the thirty-four artists in regional groupings. While each artist’s work is distinctly individualistic in style many share similarities with cartographic and microbiological imagery. Of the most striking is Helicopter Joey Tjungarrayi’s work entitled Tjuwiligarra 2002. Viewed best from a distance this intense painting evokes both fear and beauty. Intrepid blood red and russet lines seem to navigate the perimeters of the canvas and reverberate around a black void. The void has a frighteningly pupil-like appearance from which things are observed or consumed like a vortex. More importantly however this painting also resembles typographical maps, electromagnetic fields or microscopic life. Visual imagery that keeps reoccurring in modern science that has also been embedded in the art of ancient cultures around the world – significant perhaps of innate instinctual knowledge of the world and our place within it. </span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-NZ"><span style=""> </span></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-NZ">Another significant artistic development featured in the exhibition is the integration of textiles and painting. Emerging out of the traditions of weaving artists such as Regina Wilson applied their knowledge of making mats, bags and fish nets to painting. Wilson’s work Syaw (fish net) 2005 depicts intricate grids of threadlike lines - painted in irregular shaped clusters of different weaves and interlaced at the fringes much like a patchwork quilt. The result is a mesmerising matrix of tort and tatted line upon which one could consider the metaphors of intertwined diversity within communities or the patchwork adaptation of multicultural fusion. <st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on">Wilson</st1:place></st1:city>’s paintings also critique the support and surface of easel painting. The odd threadlike painted lines applied upon the carefully stretched and primed canvas surface both reveals and undermines the material preciousness implicit within the European convention of painting.<span style=""> </span></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-NZ"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-NZ">Paintings from Remote Communities is a visually stunning and dynamically conceptual experience that will either intrigue, confuse or elate. This exhibition also proves that not only is cultural diversity a precursor to innovation it is also that which keeps us healthy as communities and individuals. </span></p>Bruce E Phillipshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01775505588017945039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193801889186496334.post-50430011345929408662008-02-02T16:20:00.000-08:002008-02-05T15:20:06.068-08:00Digital Poetics<div align="center"><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161063106382881346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 410px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 470px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="451" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-NRL1KIkpwqP-QjLRotbjv7wlzvgyAAr97bFC78OXJMZ0TuY-Wzy5wDVDJeZ2BeGPLN6gzqz4O9iggSZee_DEuIps34bNFzAc2VB-etYNT5b7b-Gw8-Cy2y1jKrcigrgv9PDAU4jj_6uq/s400/gluckskugel+low+res.jpg" width="390" border="0" /><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;">A still from Qubo Gas' website Watercouleur Park ( Image courtesy of the Artists)<br /></span></p><br /><br /><div align="justify">Art will always be dull in comparison to life. By this I mean that the beauty of life is a complicated thing that no artist can fully fathom or replicate. Art however, is not about mimicking life but is rather about the artist’s ability to grasp hold of its confusing fragments and lead us to new understandings. To do this however artists cannot stay frozen in traditional forms of communication. As new developments in culture occur the artist must adapt and respond. One of the most interesting developments in contemporary art in recent decades is the emergence of internet art or net art. Artists can now create artworks that do not depend on being accepted by museums or galleries and can reach a significantly broader and global audience than any institution can. Since the viewer can experience net art at any time of the day and in any location. One significant advantage of the internet for artists is the freedom to be subversive. Some artists such as <a href="http://www.artcontext.net/">Andy Deck</a> or <a href="http://www.geocities.com/diamondsandyou">Shilpa Gupta</a> have created websites that actively disrupt or undermine political or commercial powers. Other advantages include the ability to publish alternative information. Artists such as New Plymouth’s <a href="http://www.imaginarymuseum.com/">David Clegg</a> have utilised the internet's capabilities of amassing vast archives of information that would otherwise be omitted, lost or not collected at all. The other side of net art is its interactive and playful potential. Such net art that appears merely playful could initially seem frivolous in comparison to using the technology for more noble and serious causes. However, it is precisely the ability to have fun that unlocks great meaning and insight into the human spirit.<br /><br />The net artwork entitled <a href="http://www.tate.org.uk/netart/watercouleurpark/">Watercouleur Park</a> recently commissioned by the <a href="http://www.tate.org.uk/netart/">Tate Modern</a> museum in London is a prime example of such playfulness. Watercouleur Park is created by the French collective <a href="http://www.qubogas.com/">Qubo Gas</a> and is an interactive website that randomly configures floating images to create dreamlike landscapes through which you journey through and visit (also see Qubo Gas' other website <a href="http://www.smalticolor.com/#n=0">Smaticolor Editions</a>). The images are naive marker drawings and watercolour paintings that resemble flowers, clouds, fungi, mountains, waves, foliage and many unusual and ambiguous shapes. The images appear to be cut out as one would to create a collage. As you enter the website a strange ochre shape accompanies your curser arrow on an odd journey into different landscapes from which confusingly cute music emerges. Starting off as merely the sound of wind the audio develops into raucously inane but innocent compositions - music that you would expect an electronic orchestra of smurfs would create. You quickly realise that this is no computer game since the website controls what level of interaction you have - mischievously allowing you to manipulate the sound and images but sometimes ignoring your participation altogether. The odd ochre shape that accompanies you also has a impish streak as it sometimes abandons your curser to go about its own meandering. Watercouleur Park is a dream that at first pretends to include you but ends up dragging you on a bizarre journey into an ether of vivid blooms and insubordinate tunes.<br /><br />Just as playful but slightly more bound in reality is the <a href="http://cloudy.halo.gen.nz/">Cloud Shape Classifier</a> by Wellington artist Douglas Bagnall. To provide a type of release to our increasingly hectic daily working lives Bagnall has designed a website that allows people to enjoy the simple but luxurious pleasure of watching the clouds when they get home in the evenings. The Cloud Shape Clasifyer is linked to a camera that snaps photographs of the sky during the day. After uploading them the Cloud Shape Classifier then translates each photograph into 57 numbers that reflect the images visual appearance. When you enter the website you are given the option of training the Cloud Shape Classifier to identify your personal taste in clouds. Like the primal law of natural selection the more you train the Cloud Shape Clasifyer to choose some clouds over others the more refined and successful your collection will become. neural network The process is very strange at first and until you learn the nack of refining your selections it can be a bit frustrating. It is amazing however how the simple act of gazing at clouds on a luminescent computer screen makes you appreciate the real sensation of them.<br /><br />Helping us to become cloud aficionados is not unlike the aim of the website <a href="http://www.soundtransit.nl/">Sound Transit</a> by Netherland based artists <a href="http://www.scanz.net.nz/artists_intl.html">Derek Holzer, Sara Kolster</a> and Marc Boon. Cloning the appearance of an airline website Sound Transit allows you to schedule a virtual flight across the world. However, the locations on the journey are actually recorded ambient sounds that can be donated by anyone in the world and uploaded onto the website. In choosing your departure and destination locations you are also given a certain number of optional stopovers allowing you to make illogical flight patterns that zigzag across the world defying a realistic journey. One journey that I embarked upon departed from New Plymouth to Chapada Diamantina National Park, Bahia, Brazil via Helsinki, Linkoping and Kyoto. The flight took me from serene Tui bird calls juxtaposed with a busker in an underground tube station, to the croak and squawk of a rivers ecosystem morphing into the cacophony of automated Japanese voices of a train station - finally resting to the sound of rainwater in a Brazilian forest.<br /><br />By either inviting our imagination on confusing journeys or making us aware of the complexity and beauty of everyday life - these perceivably “frivolous” websites enable us to grasp some poetic sensibility of our being. </div>Bruce E Phillipshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01775505588017945039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193801889186496334.post-20862313988676113992008-01-26T13:10:00.000-08:002008-04-05T23:27:59.322-07:00Down the rabbit hole<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXjxKRsoOQ0IAos9hn8UoiD6EsPUSpX0hfr-9gtHgYu8rkDttGtJCixCogYq3PHDriV4hxgKcQATuB5nWpB-61xiBKJweRFE0IqNXJnZrU9YAuYEJ9LzUjBV7sc6_esYwbsgoIJwR13ptE/s1600-h/Maddie_NEW1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158787473795670514" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXjxKRsoOQ0IAos9hn8UoiD6EsPUSpX0hfr-9gtHgYu8rkDttGtJCixCogYq3PHDriV4hxgKcQATuB5nWpB-61xiBKJweRFE0IqNXJnZrU9YAuYEJ9LzUjBV7sc6_esYwbsgoIJwR13ptE/s400/Maddie_NEW1.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Andalucía (detail) 2007 by Maddie Leach (Images courtesy of the artist )</span><br /></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><p align="justify">We currently live in a digital wonderland. By this I mean that for many people reality is mediated via audio and visual representations of the world through TV, internet or computer enhanced imagery. The internet is the most prevalent simulated reality of our age. Perhaps the most extreme example is <a href="http://www.secondlife.com/">Second Life</a>. Second Life is a completely virtual world where people can live out alternate lives. It even has its own currency called the Linden dollar allowing users to buy and sell virtual goods such as cars with real money.<br /><br />In the 1980s the philosopher Jean Baudrillard (1929 – 2007) coined the term simulacra to describe this from of hyper-reality. He argued that humans create meaning based upon the perceived relationship of valuing one thing above another or distinguishing one thing apart from another. Thereby simplifying the world so that we can find meaning in life. In the process, according to Baudrillard, we manufacture a reality that is in fact a type of delusion. This is what Baudrillard calls the simulacra were the simulated becomes perceived as being more real than the reality. Baudrillard’s philosophy influenced the popular science fiction film the Matrix which depicts an idyllic but virtual 1990s American urban society created by a super computer to enslave humans. In fact, the climax of the film illustrates Baudrillard’s point that such simulated realities that are far too cohesive and simplistic inevitably become week and dysfunctional - resulting in the delusion to dissolve.<br /><br />On show at <a href="http://www.tetuhi-themark.org.nz/">Te Tuhi Centre for the Arts</a> is a multimedia installation Entitled Andalucia by artist <a href="http://creative.massey.ac.nz/massey/depart/creative-arts/fine-arts/staff/maddie-leach.cfm">Maddie Leach</a> that toys with the escapism of simulacra. Te Tuhi is located in Manukau City in Auckland and has a dual role being both a community art educational centre and a contemporary art gallery regularly exhibiting temporary shows and installations. Leach’s installation is comprised of two works based in and adjacent to Te Tuhi’s sculpture court. Te Tuhi’s sculpture courtyard is a very modest patio area paved with grey concrete bricks – which bears more similarity to a recreational area in a prison than a venue for art.<br /></p><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159973262726488626" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWFKuXwW5V9mlMOdLyxQKrBT7zchYhapjfVZJk2S4Y4fDnajxifVAiav1OQ-oYt_4VxfiFXoWBs5RgR5xJWWihBzsku8hyphenhyphen_wM26LW7VgDr0AlH5FMf2UC2e0qVb75vJLUaE2yAPe-J6vOg/s400/Maddie_NEW2.jpg" border="0" /><span style="font-size:78%;">Andalucía (detail) 2007 by Maddie Leach</span> </div><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify">The main component to Andalucia could be easily overlooked which is surprising because it consumes a large area of the courtyard. Not so surprising is that the artwork is actually a hole in the ground. After simple observation we become aware that this is actually a rather particular hole. Approximately 1m in diameter and 2m deep the cylindrical hole appears to be excavated with surgeon-like precision. The concrete bricks have been carefully removed in a hexagonal shape exposing an undisturbed grid pattern etched into the underlying sand. Sectioning off the exposed area and hole is a hexagonal fence of fluorescent orange plastic fencing mesh staked with unblemished black painted steel warratahs. Nearby is a tarpaulin containing a mound of dirt from the hole. There is also carefully spray painted purple lines on the surrounding pavement indicating buried pipes or power cables. It is obvious based upon the pedantic cleanliness that this excavation is no standard operation – indeed such a result would not be expected of even the most proficient tradesmen. The hole therefore could be considered an idealised hyperrealist hole in which the actual creation is more fantastic than a “real” hole would be.<br /><br />The hole we learn after consulting the wall label is actually the meager beginnings of a grand tunnel to an olive grove in Cortijo del Granadal, east of Olvera, Andalucia – the sculpture courtyard’s exact antipodal point. To ascertain this Leach used the website <a href="http://www.digholes.com/">Dig Holes</a> which utilises Google Earth technology allowing the user to select any point on the globe from which to tunnel through the core of the earth and pop out the opposite point – virtually speaking of course. Therefore, not only are we presented with an idealised hole but also a symbolic and virtual hole that triggers our imagination -proposing an escape from the present reality of a drab patio. This internet induced escapism is as Baudrillard would claim a delusion - that simplifies the more complex reality that it is impossible to dig right through the earth.<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhllnv2foRrFYvFbxfhLLdx2rLKBSDOcKQKVcSLhCGG1j4-1CV9lp6tNUHR4F-6MhRi8mwFUIlASAmRPwwEwNIJvDh_TP7Wk_v2IcEvPuuW8AyCuwZmkUl5mGJA2V_iFc88JB4JckQXqSNd/s1600-h/Sunset_WEB.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158786717881426370" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhllnv2foRrFYvFbxfhLLdx2rLKBSDOcKQKVcSLhCGG1j4-1CV9lp6tNUHR4F-6MhRi8mwFUIlASAmRPwwEwNIJvDh_TP7Wk_v2IcEvPuuW8AyCuwZmkUl5mGJA2V_iFc88JB4JckQXqSNd/s400/Sunset_WEB.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;"> Andalucía (detail) 2007 by Maddie Leach </span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">(Images courtesy of the artist)<br /></span></div><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify">Equally idealised and delusional is the second component to the installation. Located on the inside glass door entrance to the courtyard is a video work presented on a wall mounted plasma screen. The video is of a golden setting sun sailing across a serene amber sky. The overt candidness of the video is of no surprise when we read that it is actually stock footage purchased via the internet. However, despite the cliché romanticism and clipart unoriginality - the suggestion of a Spanish setting sun nevertheless seduces us.<br /><br />The ridiculousness of the hole to Andalucia leads us to a humorous understanding of how digital media has greatly influenced our perception of reality. The work could also be seen as a comment to the insecurity many New Zealanders feel of being stuck on an island at the bottom of the world. An anxiety which inspires Kiwis to escape to more exotic or exciting foreign lands. Andalucia could similarly be a political art statement about the great ambition but limited opportunities of New Zealand artists in this country.<br /><br />Exhibition closes 28th February<br />Te Tuhi Centre for the Arts<br />13 Reeves Road, Pakuranga,<br />Manukau City </div>Bruce E Phillipshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01775505588017945039noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193801889186496334.post-82416593664808596322008-01-13T00:00:00.000-08:002008-01-24T12:44:06.946-08:00Entertaining Ghosts<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimGYj0eM9xU4sL11tylshlGrPwh8HBbwooWzs0Px-o6Digj8WCumQh0U6HhYHGaCJpGLLZJeX6-nd-Aia9478u0MLhk0nxps_l-tO54BA8N7yAVd4pYjIapP6dL22sXi0mmUGh-acDCoNh/s1600-h/Terry_Urbahn_The_Sacred_Hart_20071.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158613802498089394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimGYj0eM9xU4sL11tylshlGrPwh8HBbwooWzs0Px-o6Digj8WCumQh0U6HhYHGaCJpGLLZJeX6-nd-Aia9478u0MLhk0nxps_l-tO54BA8N7yAVd4pYjIapP6dL22sXi0mmUGh-acDCoNh/s400/Terry_Urbahn_The_Sacred_Hart_20071.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:78%;">image courtesy of the Govett-Brewster</span><br /><div align="justify"><br /><br />History is a type of fiction. This is because creating history requires deliberately filtering or omitting some facts, people or information in order to benefit the coherency of one point of view or story. This is a problem since there is always multiple people involved in any situation. So there is always multiple perspectives from which history could be written and understood. The accuracy of history is always contestable and fraught with issues. Alternative histories therefore are important as they are records of what escapes the cannon of history - the bits that slip through which give us a greater, broader and healthier understanding of what history might be.<br /><br />The Sacred Hart a solo show by artist Terry Urbahn, currently exhibiting at the <a href="http://www.govettbrewster.com/">Govett-Brewster Art Gallery</a>, offers a gesture towards such an alternative history of New Plymouth. Located on the Govett-Brewster’s second floor you enter the exhibition through a narrow light lock passage which is lined with ruff fragments of beer stained and graffitied particle board. After passing through the light lock you emerge in to a vast darkened space. On the rear wall is a massive video projection.<br /><br />The video depicts an opulent banquet set in the bar of the now derelict <a href="http://www.pukeariki.com/en/stories/entertainmentAndLeisure/whitehart.htm">White Hart Hotel </a>on the corner of Devon and Queen Street. Originally a classy “silver service” establishment back in the early 1900s it later in the 70s became a lurid den for punk bands and the common haunt for the Magog motorcycle gang. These days the Hotel is in great disrepair and home to a vast population of pigeons - the only functioning part of the building being the public bar on Devon Street. However, rather than reawakening the glamour of the Hotel’s original life as one might expect - Urbahn chooses to emphasise the more grimy punk and gang scene of the 70s.<br /><br />Reflecting this history the guests in Urbahn’s banquet are a cross section of those that were part of that wild period. Ranging from business men to regular working class types, Magog gang members and your run of the mill bogans. The seating arrangement is composed like Leonardo da Vinci’s socially stilted Last Supper with all the guests sitting on one side of a long rectangular table. The video starts with local artist Don Driver lighting the candelabras on the table. With age and health limiting efficient movement Driver has to hobble from one candelabra to another taking as much time as required to light the wicks. As if setting the scene of some dark gothic tale his handheld gas lighter is enhanced so that it sounds like a WWII flame thrower. The video has been edited in a time lapse manner so that the guests enter in a spectre-like fashion with some figures fading from the screen as one frame fades into another. Throughout the entire video the camera is continuously but ever so slowly panning from one side of the table to the other. Relatively un-phased but not unaware of the camera which invades their socialising – the guests lively consume a decadent five coarse meal – some perfectly at home licking their fingers and stuffing their mouths. The most intriguing aspect of the footage is the in-depth dinner table conversations. The voices undulate in and out of audibility sometimes merging into a babble of conversation. Every now and then however a particular statement escapes and is broadcast with crystal clarity. The conversations range from drunken tales, debate of local politics, nostalgic reminiscing and updates on past friends.<br /><br />The film is an exhaustive duration of about 2 hours screened on an endless loop but the imagery and content is very mesmerising and a pleasure to watch. It has the production values of a big budget film making it easily palatable and seductive. However, it is defiantly not a movie to be watched from beginning to end rather you can enter and leave the video at any stage.<br /><br />Accompanying the video is the actual stag from the top of the White Hart Hotel which is displayed on a rotating plinth. The white stag covered in moss and lichen seems to hover eerily within the all black room as if some animated pagan idol.<br /><br />Urban presents us not with a historical document but rather the reflection of past spirits that are now vanishing with the decay of the hotel building. A history which would usually not be recorded or included as a significant contribution to New Plymouth’s cultural legacy. Urbahn also deals with obvious art historical references which conversely both parodies the seriousness of artistic conventions but also layers on complex associations - which allows us to journey down many interesting avenues of meaning. Through this type of artistic framing of appropriating art history - Urbahn has also created a type of neo-bogan renaissance aesthetic wherein remnants of this particular Pakeha culture are celebrated and remembered – rather than despised or forgotten.<br />Exhibition ends 2nd March </div></div>Bruce E Phillipshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01775505588017945039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193801889186496334.post-30250557803902438382007-12-23T01:59:00.000-08:002008-01-26T18:17:10.381-08:00Haunting Hostility<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCuTB9_m7cEAjUyNuxinc6GidDZSpiNPS0gQ349apQBieATmkUVNhm6Q54YjSs1-GimcV0Y2iSkhCqFIG4H_qIb_wi8R1izdNcuCf50eVUn-n7q0MmLSpCk9a_GZnhcDESd0U-6sRcRLzG/s1600-h/Barricades2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158610456718565794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCuTB9_m7cEAjUyNuxinc6GidDZSpiNPS0gQ349apQBieATmkUVNhm6Q54YjSs1-GimcV0Y2iSkhCqFIG4H_qIb_wi8R1izdNcuCf50eVUn-n7q0MmLSpCk9a_GZnhcDESd0U-6sRcRLzG/s400/Barricades2.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:78%;">The Barricades by artist Dane Mitchell (image courtesy of Starkwhite)<br /></span><div align="justify"><br />Public protest is a fundamental human right. From the strategic but peaceful activism of <a href="http://www.parihaka.com/About.aspx">Parihaka</a> in the late 1800s - to the bloody clashes of the <a href="http://www.nzhistory.net.nz/politics/the-1951-waterfront-dispute">1951 waterfront dispute </a>and <a href="http://www.nzhistory.net.nz/culture/1981-springbok-tour">1981 Springbok rugby tour </a>- or the moving presence of the <a href="http://aotearoa.wellington.net.nz/takutai/">2004 seabed and foreshore hikoi</a>. New Zealand’s subversive past is important to be aware of. Especially given the recent civil rights infringements of the anti-terror raids in October – an instance which emphasises how public complacency allows those in power to attain dangerous levels of control over the innocent. Indeed the history of protests around the world emphasise that the voice and action of the people can influence a governing power. Be it though peaceful resistance or violent riot, public protest is often done with feeble means. For instance, human chains, banners, loud speakers, rocks and motorcycle helmets are no match for water cannons, rubber bullets, armoured vehicles and military style attacks. However, despite these odds and apparent failures many protests have succeeded in inspiring subsequent generations to make governmental improvements. Highlighting the fact that public protest is an integral agent in maintaining a healthy democratic society.<br /><br />If you are feeling complacent in your reaction to political issues I strongly suggest visiting the exhibition The Barricades by artist Dane Mitchell currently on show at <a href="http://www.starkwhite.co.nz/section13.html?">Starkwhite</a> gallery in Auckland. Through deceptively simple means Mitchell’s exhibition leads the viewer to understand the fragility of human rights and the importance of public protest. Making an immediate statement as you approach the gallery’s storefront window is a large wall that has had its plasterboard dissected and removed in places with surgeon like precision. Leaving rectangular holes that both reveal the walls timber skeleton and also allowing you to peer through into the next room. Walking into the gallery we find that the rectangular plasterboard shapes have been subtracted in order to create makeshift shields with chain handles, much like those made for the Springbok tour protest. However, being made of plasterboard these shields are a pathetic defence for any attack. Not to mention a defilement of the gallery’s pristine and quasi-sacred white wall. The shields are perched against each other as if one were about to construct a house of playing cards.<br /><br />On the ground nearby are a cluster of molotov cocktails cast in plaster and placed as if awaiting to be set alight and hurled through the air. However, these homemade artilleries appear petrified with age and stand now as archaeological relics of some foiled rebellion. Due to their unearthly whiteness they also have a spectre like appearance - haunted perhaps by their potential harm and the troubled souls that felt compelled to make them.<br /><br />Obstructing ones passage into the main gallery space is a work consisting of a shovel which has been stabbed into the wall at head height. From which a blood red flag hangs from the handle. This work offers a violent gesture. It draws on the history of domestic or rural tools being used as makeshift weapons by peasants. The flag's poignant colour and proportionate size to an adult could further symbolise a memorial to bloodshed.<br />More importantly the shovel and red flag has a striking similarity to the hammer and sickle motif of Soviet Russia as a symbol of the working class. There is also an element of magic to this work. The shovel seems to be impossibly counterweighted since only the very tip of the shovel is penetrating the wall. Making it appear as if it were channelled by a poltergeist like entity.<br /><br />Following on from the shovel are an extensive series of finely rendered coloured pencil drawings. Each sketch is a monochrome of either red blue or brown. The drawings depict barricades which seem to have been drawn from photographs due to their lack of depth and hard edge. Further on there are two books that contain photographs from which it appears some of the drawings are made from. Emphasis here is upon the makeshift constructions that protesters have created. The constructions however appear pathetic in comparison to governing forces. The barricades therefore stand in as symbolic defences for human integrity and fortitude.<br /><br />In the centre of the gallery is another stack of shields leaning against a pole accompanied by a wheelbarrow from which a soundtrack of a crowd emanates. Also, on a nearby wall are three framed mind map diagrams drawn in pencil on drafting film. The diagrams contain words that depict crowds rife with emotion and link inanimate objects with events that describe a multitude spurring out of control. It also appears that the words and arrows in the diagrams can be unstuck and repositioned on the page. Signifying that the schematic which we are presented with is not fixed fact and is just one view of a particular past riot.<br /><br />This body of work presents a compelling selection of both conceptually informed assemblages and ephemeral works together with precious art objects that can be easily collected, sold and re-exhibited. This variety of artistic expression allows the viewer many different entry points from which to examine the precariousness of human rights and what it means to stand in protest against a governing power. You will find Starkwhite at 510 Karangahape Road, Auckland. </div></div>Bruce E Phillipshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01775505588017945039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193801889186496334.post-32469966465184738922007-12-22T01:53:00.000-08:002008-02-04T01:35:23.554-08:00Burning Vision<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit3noXC8V2VdAtKEtMWATMjalvNYWvtebHUZLIuRaMjV2RF3ZZZn8nZC8sBHe4ZWR-GSoZDvyEHQWvSMOiz1jX2x7fu-8-FUml8u_uuyERAetfbwbQPvKz1avl50phm1vVW50RSUiJ2CHW/s1600-h/IMG_4734.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163056082877375058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit3noXC8V2VdAtKEtMWATMjalvNYWvtebHUZLIuRaMjV2RF3ZZZn8nZC8sBHe4ZWR-GSoZDvyEHQWvSMOiz1jX2x7fu-8-FUml8u_uuyERAetfbwbQPvKz1avl50phm1vVW50RSUiJ2CHW/s400/IMG_4734.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div align="justify">Artists’ visions keep culture and society healthy. However, as history illustrates the populace often struggle to understand and appreciate the significance of an artist’s work in its full extent in the contemporary moment of its public display. Unfortunately this results in many artists getting a hard deal during their time only to be revered decades after their death. There are plenty of examples in art history that could illustrate this. In New Zealand one of the most prominent examples is the artist Len Lye. Despite having received awards for his more traditional art Lye’s passion was to pursue more edgy, exciting and less constraining art forms. However, New Zealand’s conservative culture of the 1920s would not have been able to stimulate Lye in such a way. Indeed, even Lye himself must have been somewhat of an oddity to many New Zealanders at this time since he is noted to have been a wild and eccentric character. So in search for an artistically stimulating and accepting community Lye travelled to Samoa, Sydney then finally escaping to London in 1926 by working his passage onboard a ship as a stoker. Within a day of arriving Lye charmed his way into London’s hip avant-garde art scene. Lye’s unconventional art and charismatic personality made an immediate impact in London - astounding the critics who lauded him as being more innovative than his English contemporaries. However, at this time Lye also received a somewhat brief, inaccurate and dismissive review in the Art in New Zealand Magazine. In fact Lye didn’t receive due recognition in New Zealand until much later in his career when the <a href="http://www.govettbrewster.com/">Govett-Brewster Art Gallery</a> exhibited a solo show of his in 1977.<br /><br />The current exhibition at the Govett-Brewster Five Fountains and a Firebush gives us some further insight into the innovative art of Len Lye while also drawing attention to his visionary legacy. The concept of the exhibition is inspired by a live solo performance of kinetic sculptures under coloured lights that Lye performed at the Museum of Modern Art (MoMA) in New York in 1961. The exhibition consists of five different permutations of Lye’s motorised steel rod kinetic sculptures known as Fountains and one very similar work entitled Firebush. Each Fountain is distinctly different in movement, scale and display. What makes this exhibition of particular note is that it introduces two newly created works never exhibited before. One of these works is Fountain which was created this year based upon Lye’s plans. Fountain is a sweet ethereal wee creation that has a subtle pulsing and contracting movement of fine steel rods - which sometimes appear translucent in the blue light. Its movement resembles the propulsion and grace of a jellyfish.<br /><br />The star of the show is definitely the work Firebush. Firebush is a 2007 replica of the original 1960 version which Lye performed live at MoMA. The work is operated by a button which simultaneously triggers African drumming music. The drumming seems to stimulate Firebush’s sinuous tendrils to vibrate and contort almost to the point of tying themselves in loops. Each individual thin steel rod dances a different erratic and improvised choreographed movement whilst electric with blood red and copper light shimmering in all intensity and passionate vigour.<br /><br />The unique aspect of each Fountain reveals Lye’s persistence in choreographing the intricate interplay between movement, physicality, sound and light. Collectively each of the six works triggers a vast range of bodily sensations and thoughtful musings in the viewer - from intense excitement to tranquillity and meditative reflection. The different versions of Fountain also reflect that the concept was constantly evolving. Lye finally planed to make a fountain that would be 45.7 meters high. The installation of many Fountains at once gives us some understanding of what it might be like to experience the monolithic scale that Lye had intended.<br /><br />This exhibition gives us a specific in-depth investigation of one small component of Lye’s kinetic practice – emphasising the laborious experimentation and planning that goes behind making only one idea a reality. This exhibition will also appeal to a diverse audience – since you don’t need any specialised knowledge to appreciate the visceral movements and visual spectacle that these works instil in the viewer. This effect and popular appeal was exactly Lye’s aim to unify diverse people under a common experience that speaks to us beyond the constraints of conventional communication. A universalism that Lye hoped would speak to our shared inner being while also inspiring us to live out our own unique individuality. A vision which was undoubtedly inspired by Lye’s working class background as a common labourer and his childhood adventures in the wilds New Zealand. It is a pleasure to have such a fresh and lively presentation of Lye’s artwork from which we can grasp some understanding of his visionary artistic philosophy.<br /><br />Exhibition closes 24 February 2008</div></div>Bruce E Phillipshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01775505588017945039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193801889186496334.post-38312171901258493452007-12-08T01:38:00.000-08:002008-01-26T18:24:12.962-08:00Perfection Issues<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZtWCHJCXNIx-yUtOOpqacujiaI6HzAs1n0IfFsWXOcu-ft4jPbzbG4jjgrquPfWVr_8fQbx4uASd0DR7F-N7M51swCiDm-dPgmLEVz9LeJ7zy0ZNzRACR0G6FBGiOkdAQ_cEJH4mRfUC2/s1600-h/fishbowl+1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158605345707483506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZtWCHJCXNIx-yUtOOpqacujiaI6HzAs1n0IfFsWXOcu-ft4jPbzbG4jjgrquPfWVr_8fQbx4uASd0DR7F-N7M51swCiDm-dPgmLEVz9LeJ7zy0ZNzRACR0G6FBGiOkdAQ_cEJH4mRfUC2/s400/fishbowl+1.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;"> Photo: Ben Davis</span><br /><div align="justify"><br />Art is a language without a dictionary. This is due to the fact that it's actually impossible to have one fixed meaning with art – since it is equally fair game for both the artist and viewer to make sense of art how they wish. However, this hasn’t stopped artists trying to communicate beyond cultural boundaries or attempting to uncover the true essence of the world. In this discussion you cannot overlook the importance of modernist abstraction of the 20th century since it was the exactly the sincere attempt of such artists to attain the essence of all things which conversely revealed that such a pursuit is unattainable. From the 1920s De Stijl movement and their reductive pursuit of turning impressionistic landscapes into black lined grids and flat planes of primary colour - in order to derive a universal skeleton structure of the world. To the specific objects of the 1960s minimalists who attempted to create the perfect relationship between raw industrial materials and geometric forms in relation to an objects surrounding environment – with the purpose of grasping the essential understanding of ones physical being in the world. The legacy of modernist abstraction has attempted to attain perfection via the use of geometry with the understanding that mathematics and science is the one true undeniable universal language. What they did not question however, is that even geometry is riddled with history, cultural significance and is open to many different understandings and symbolisms. In our current age geometry is mostly associated with corporate logos, industrial design and synonymous with power and wealth. However, despite the disillusionment of modernist utopianism a fertile legacy has remained for contemporary artists to explore the complexity of geometric abstraction and its slippery meanings.<br /><br />One such artist who has positioned himself in the thick of this artistic discourse is local artist <a href="http://re-title.com/artists/Matt-Henry.asp">Matt Henry</a> - currently exhibiting at the <a href="http://www.artbash.co.nz/galleries.asp?id=153">Fishbowl </a>gallery. The Fishbowl is located in a regular domestic garage that has been converted into an art gallery sealed behind a glass wall so that you view the art from the street. Henry’s exhibition entitled Fresh Hoki at the Fishbowl deals with the makeshift context of the Fishbowl gallery while also toying with and unsettling the serious pursuit of geometric abstraction and minimalism.<br /><br />Fresh Hoki at the Fishbowl consists of two oil and canvas paintings, a section of varnished concrete floor, a black painted window, a1kg block of cheese and a wall mounted bottle opener. The installation appears to hinge on one painting of a yellow square on white background entitled Homage to the ZBP1165. Obviously the result of laborious layers of oil paint achieving a pristine surface almost the quality of porcelain. The brilliant canary yellow beams like a headlight upon its white ground and acts as a definitive focal point to the installation as you peer into the Fishbowl from the street. However, as the title hints to us there is more going on in this painting than the ritualistic application of paint and a visually stunning yellow square. Homage to the ZBP1165 sounds like the model design number of some industrial product suggesting that the painting is a representation of a much loved appliance. The unconventional waist high hanging of the work also indicates that the painting is an abstract depiction of a domestic appliance. One that is valued for its hardedge modern design - judging on the paintings attention to precision and proportion.<br /><br />Further domestic reference is made in neighbouring works. A readymade wall mounted bottle opener is positioned at the correct functional height in order to open a beer bottle with just the right amount of leverage. A significant residue of Stella Artois bottle caps are strewn below – evidence of a night on the booze. Not just any boozing mind you – this beer denotes a certain demographic since not everyone can afford the extra few dollars to purchase such a brew. Or even feel socially comfortable with the fashion associated it. On the opposite wall is a standard supermarket 1kg block of cheese. By either tinny luck or ridiculously divine fate the cheese fits perfectly into the cavity of the garage’s exposed studs.<br /><br />Throughout this installation Henry mixes the common and profane with the quasi sacred and profound. The result pushes and pulls our understanding of the work from contemplative appreciation of Zen-like perfection to humorous in-jokes and serious art historical references. The significance of these inherent contradictions draws our attention the problematic slippages that occur by using art as a visual language, the cultural subjectivity involved in ascribing value to objects and how this reinforces social hierarchy. This exhibition qualifies the Fishbowl as New Plymouth’s most innovative alternative contemporary art space and hopefully this standard continues – it is rumoured that there will be more exhibitions over the summer period.<br /><br />The exhibition is viewable from the sidewalk in the weekends only from 10am-3pm and closes on the 23rd of December 2007. The Fishbowl is located at 31 Young Street, New Plymouth. </div></div>Bruce E Phillipshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01775505588017945039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193801889186496334.post-22015806322776320082007-10-24T01:22:00.000-07:002008-01-23T15:42:42.156-08:00Weaving Ideas<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEt7FeDwttloOuGG8NxV-VE7TZmS-y8g3tSRafR0MseJb21c0itYz33l_GuqD6tSQiImrii_kPl9-QJ12gLyv2L7sKZBqEJW-Uhn3ZITwfFaFx_LZviU4oqYAyF8VvhIwoWvY3YIhE0M9s/s1600-h/installation+view.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158600711437771090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEt7FeDwttloOuGG8NxV-VE7TZmS-y8g3tSRafR0MseJb21c0itYz33l_GuqD6tSQiImrii_kPl9-QJ12gLyv2L7sKZBqEJW-Uhn3ZITwfFaFx_LZviU4oqYAyF8VvhIwoWvY3YIhE0M9s/s400/installation+view.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="justify">Art can be a like a foreign language - and like language it is often difficult to understand and appreciate the significance of an artist’s work unless you have some prior knowledge or skills that help you decipher or translate its meaning.<br /><br />Perhaps one of the greatest artistic movements which has been greatly misunderstood or not understood at all is conceptual art which first began in the 1960s. As the name suggests conceptual artists decided that the idea of an artwork is more important than appearance or form. Since “ideas” were essentially their media conceptual artists didn’t need to paint or sculpt in the traditional sense. Instead they adopted a role similar to that of a manager or an architect who through carefully worded instructions, rules or formula could be responsible for the creation of something significant. It was logical therefore that conceptual art typically took the form of language, text, photography and readymade objects.<br /><br />What makes conceptual art difficult for most people to understand is because it requires a lot of patience and willingness of the viewer to contemplate on what might seem as overly simple gestures. This challenging experience is important to conceptual artists because their artwork is meant to act as a trigger for ideas as opposed to a landscape painting which aims to woo the viewer with the illusion of reality. Conceptual art is more like a riddle or a crossword - you have to actively think about the artwork rather than being passively feed information or imagery. The result of conceptual art therefore might be as simple as a single word written on a wall or a specific object placed in a particular location – but despite their simplistic appearance these artistic acts can be keys to vast corridors of knowledge and rooms filled with complex meaning. The conceptual artists of the 1960s have had a considerable influence on contemporary art today. Many artists currently employ the conceptualist methodology in order to create artwork – despite whether they paint or sculpt in a traditional manner or not.<br /><br />Information Given – a solo exhibition by artist Justin Morgan currently on show at the Lesley Kriesler gallery - toys with the legacy of conceptual art but does so to interrogate the authority of academia and question how we study and understand the world. The exhibition is centred around two expansive but unobtrusive works displayed on two parallel walls. The two works entitled Outer and Surface Samples 1-40, and Sample Drawings Bagged 1-51 both consist of sequential rows of clear plastic bags pined to the wall. In Outer and Surface Samples 1-40 the bags are filled with samples of various organic matter such as splinters of wood, leafs or hair. The samples appear as evidence from a forensic investigation or an archaeologist’s archive. Despite the pretension of specialist research we are not presented with any explanatory information and the specimen labels are folded over so the viewer can’t read them. Sample Drawings Bagged 1-51 features plastic bags containing simple line drawings in blue ballpoint pen that appear to reflect the contents of the other bags. Being physically situated between the two one cannot help but playing a game of comparisons trying to match the physical sample with its drawn depiction. However, this game quickly appears to be futile as it seems impossible to make positive matches.<br /><br />Our understanding of the exhibition is further complicated whilst considering another work situated in the middle of the room. The work is entitled Sample Booklet 1.1 and consists of a book and a standard white art gallery plinth with a removable Perspex box lid. The book is filled with captions and technical information pertaining to images that don’t exist in the book or else ware in the exhibition. Spinning our confusion even further into orbit is the display of the book. Rather than encapsulating an artefact the Perspex lid is placed on the floor with the book on top - leaving the plinth itself with no displayed object and the book open for visitors to leaf through.<br /><br />At first glance the artworks appear to be the result of some intensive study giving the exhibition an austere academic sensibility. However, after assessing the incoherent evidence on display the reliability and accuracy of what we are presented is brought into question. Indeed, this exhibition poses more questions than it answers. With no didactic explanation or logical descriptions there also seems to be no purpose or result of the displayed research. Therefore, the exhibition as a whole indicates towards the possible fallacy of academic study - leading us to question the Babel like towers of supposedly reliable research, facts and theories that saturate our information age. Facts and theories that also might support the formation of governmental policies, change how we live and influence our perception the world. The exhibition also plays on the tradition of conceptual art by using seemingly simple objects and information to weave ideas into poignant artistic statements.<br /><br />Information Given closes on 1st December<br />The Lesley Kreisler Gallery<br />Gill Street above Portofino Restaurant </div>Bruce E Phillipshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01775505588017945039noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193801889186496334.post-77360516405541048502007-10-17T01:17:00.000-07:002008-01-23T15:44:39.521-08:00More than eye candy<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqwBRkomG793JVL9ksoeSgpdF_ryilBPPsBYSpSjkfqQX1giYP26EIX_LhMFJ54kXG1_nW_ZcdX0VCN74u9GUuKqfTZ3AUFWD4OZW4vcY6wIZmjAs4h0TYMJEFG4zNYJyLJARptqepHeYg/s1600-h/MagnoliaFelixJuryweblarge.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158599629106012482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqwBRkomG793JVL9ksoeSgpdF_ryilBPPsBYSpSjkfqQX1giYP26EIX_LhMFJ54kXG1_nW_ZcdX0VCN74u9GUuKqfTZ3AUFWD4OZW4vcY6wIZmjAs4h0TYMJEFG4zNYJyLJARptqepHeYg/s400/MagnoliaFelixJuryweblarge.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br />Botanical illustration is more than pretty flower paintings. The visual representation of plants have graced the walls of palaces and decorated textiles for thousands of years. Either venerated for their sustenance, mystical medicinal properties or the goods of trade and commerce plants have been depicted in numerous stylistic ways – each one fulfilling a particular cultural purpose. The same can be said for botanical illustration. By acknowledging the history, aesthetic decisions and function that inform the creation of such illustrations one can reveal the motivations and agendas that formed them – and help us understand what botanical illustrations might mean to us today.<br /><br />The earliest known image resembling a botanical illustration is from a Greek papyrus dating from approximately 400 AD. It is assumed that these early illustrations were used to traverse language boundaries in the growing travel and trade of the ancient world and to increase the accuracy of information about medicinal herbs. Botanical illustration as we know it today, however, is often attributed to having emerged during the renaissance (14th -17th centuries) with the fine etchings of Albrecht Durer and the sketchbooks of Leonardo da Vinci, who made their illustrations in the aid of early scientific enquiries. In the following period the enlightenment (18th-19th centuries) rationalism was thought to be independent of mystical belief and therefore lead to a golden age of science - which in turn caused some major developments to botanical illustration. Enlightenment illustrators strived to depict an objective realism of surface, form, structure and often showed the plants dissected and with exposed roots. Despite the pretension for objectivity and didactic purpose, the illustrations remained highly stylised and heavy-laden with particular connotations of romantic beauty. Later during Modernism (late 19th and early 20th centuries) botanical illustration became more refined, precise and symbolic of mankind’s superiority over nature. Since then there have been many new advancements science but nevertheless the quest for knowledge of the natural world continues. Botanical illustration has likewise continued to provide a didactic and aesthetic service for scientists. However, in our digital age one must ask what purpose paintings have to science when computer imagery is so proficient.<br /><br />Well on exhibition in <a href="http://www.pukeariki.com/en">Puke Ariki’s</a> Lane and Wall galleries are some contemporary botanical illustrations which give us some insight into such questions. The exhibition is called A Passion for Plants: Botanical Paintings by Susan Worthington. There is a range of plants represented from rare indigenous foliage to common wildflowers and prised rhododendrons. Humbly presented in simple plain black frames these powerfully seductive watercolour paintings need no fancy display to win respect from the viewer. Indeed, each work has an aura of sophistication and elegance. However, we must question why these paintings impress us so much.<br /><br />For instance, one painting depicting a blooming kakabeak branch can tell us as much about human connotations of beauty than the specimen itself. Browsing the painting we are shown flowers from bud to bloom. Each flower has a vast range of different hues and colours from quinacridone reds, magentas, pinkish tangerines and slivers of daylight yellow. This careful rendering allows us some insight into the complexity of the plants photosynthesis. The branch holding the blooms seems to be surgically dissected allowing a central composition that draws our eyes further inward - rather than the edges which might make us question what is beyond the frame. The central composition is significant of the categorisation and taxonomy of science to reduce things in order to understand the whole. At the bottom right of the painting is a dissected example of a flower allowing us to study the petals inner chambers and stigma – further emphasising the deductive pursuit of the scientific eye.<br /><br />The sterile depiction of indigenous plants also brings to mind the colonialist history of Botanical illustration. Voyages such as Cook’s Endeavour carried on board naturalists who were both scientists and proficient painters - to report on the natural resources of the south pacific for Britain’s quest for riches and power. Botanical illustration therefore is also not only shaped by scientific endeavour but also the imperialist prerogative of nationalistic exploit and economic dominance.<br /><br />These paintings reveal that we find nature beautiful only when it is depicted as empirically ordered and controlled. Which perhaps suggest a deep seeded fear within the human psyche of our inherent transience and mercy on natures baffling complexity and wild unrelenting power. Furthermore, the painstaking skill of these paintings also helps us understand the benefits of painting over digital media. The subtlety of water soluble paint and the intricacies that the human hand can record on paper are far superior than any laser printer and computer programme. The exhibition also gives us some insight into the skill, patients, research and understanding that is required to produce botanical illustration of this calibre. Overall the great thing about this exhibition is that it will captivate anyone who has a pulse.<br />Exhibition closes on the 13th of January 2008. </div>Bruce E Phillipshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01775505588017945039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193801889186496334.post-36677309447709513012007-10-15T00:50:00.000-07:002008-04-08T01:03:43.180-07:00Culture Clash<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrrWgHYQbSVorOOEMzqVLn1YwCvWifkH12jaD2mevbqDdXAzmUGNrckGpySV2BJEM3jtUaph-2Nb6zCsV_OwHstYLHHLdj-3wocXBexPcsuR8u41bD_-JoMIwKoNaPBIiKmWc9uyBTQlPW/s1600-h/bridget+wine.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrrWgHYQbSVorOOEMzqVLn1YwCvWifkH12jaD2mevbqDdXAzmUGNrckGpySV2BJEM3jtUaph-2Nb6zCsV_OwHstYLHHLdj-3wocXBexPcsuR8u41bD_-JoMIwKoNaPBIiKmWc9uyBTQlPW/s400/bridget+wine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186780616422382930" border="0" /></a> <p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-NZ" style="font-size:85%;">Parallel universes II by </span><span lang="EN-NZ" style="font-size:85%;">Erica Sklenars</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-NZ">Considering a culture’s art can yield insight into the social dynamics of the people.<span style=""> </span>Despite whether an artwork is appealing or not, or even if it is understandable or not, art will always contain significance.<span style=""> </span>Often the significance or beauty of an artwork is found once you consider who made it and from what social / cultural context it was created.<span style=""> </span>Decorated vases from ancient <st1:country-region st="on"><st1:place st="on">Greece</st1:place></st1:country-region> for example, often depicted in elegant, illustrative style</span><span lang="EN-NZ"> the daily occupations and leisure activities of the day.<span style=""> </span>Looking at these vases historically they reveal to us the Greeks’ perspective on bodily beauty, gender roles, fashion and social hierarchies.<span style=""> </span>Viewing contemporary art in a similar manner can reveal to us about the current societal condition.<span style=""> </span>The Wanganui Arts Review on show at the Sarjeant Gallery presents such an opportunity to consider the diversity of our nations social/cultural make up. An annual event open to artists based in the Wanganui region, entries are filtered and edited by a panel of judges who select a list of finalists for exhibition.<span style=""> </span>This year’s judges are</span><span lang="EN-NZ"> Wellingtonians Mary-Jane Duffy from the Mary <st1:city st="on"><st1:place st="on">Newton</st1:place></st1:city> Gallery and Aaron Lister, from the National Library Gallery.<span style=""> </span>Their choice of artwork seems to emphasise all of the weird, macabre, humorous, naïve and insightful artistic talent that Wanganui has to offer.<span style=""> </span>What is interesting about this year’s selection of artworks is what it reveals about the subcultures that inhabit Wanganui.<span style=""> </span></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><br /><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-NZ"><o:p></o:p>Two artworks on show particularly emphasise this. One of which is a work by the Rayner brothers entitled ‘Breakfast at every street’.<span style=""> </span>The work depicts</span><span lang="EN-NZ"> a quirky tea party where the guests and hosts of the gathering are the actual serving implements and vessels.<span style=""> </span>The stage of the party is a Formica table.<span style=""> </span>The guests are strange hybridised vessels, something in between a tea cup and an oversized egg cup.<span style=""> </span>Each figure has a ceramic cup bottom, knitted woollen body and an overtly caricatured ceramic head.<span style=""> </span>The host, much larger than the others, takes centre stage on the table, in the form of a ceramic headed tea cosy fitted on an oversize teapot.<span style=""> </span>The oddly fashioned ceramic heads are a typical group of middle class Caucasians in their forties, who despite their ‘cultured’ and austere characteristics, appear as a snobby, conservative clique.<span style=""> </span>The fascinating thing about</span><span lang="EN-NZ"> this quizzical work are the personalities depicted and the perceived social situation at play.<span style=""> </span>Some of the guests have a conceited manner about them, while the others seem jovial and overly polite.<span style=""> </span>The host is the most revealing of all.<span style=""> </span>Obviously a man conscious of his own appearance, with dyed blonde hair or toupee and gold-framed glasses, and the snazzy technicoloured woollen jumper, and a facial expression that resembles Julius Caesar.<span style=""> </span>This host is one of inflated ego and self-asserted social superiority.<span style=""> </span>Considering the work as a whole, it suggests the oddness of social gatherings, the personalities at play, what it means to belong, how we form groups of friends and why.</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdrY1yjLKQf_JRmigc6zucYpXRklhGMzLISTmDB0LuxsAswl82PYe0rDWIN2EYyInzib2tZBtH1iPY0xSTOXt-YrdpGsBA8YoYWXv2H1WDaORPFJqB7hzuRwoAODpLhxUva1jbA-p8PLbB/s1600-h/Picture+3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdrY1yjLKQf_JRmigc6zucYpXRklhGMzLISTmDB0LuxsAswl82PYe0rDWIN2EYyInzib2tZBtH1iPY0xSTOXt-YrdpGsBA8YoYWXv2H1WDaORPFJqB7hzuRwoAODpLhxUva1jbA-p8PLbB/s400/Picture+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186781234897673570" border="0" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-NZ" style="font-size:85%;">Parallel universes II by </span><span lang="EN-NZ" style="font-size:85%;">Erica Sklenars</span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-NZ"><o:p></o:p>Similar critique could be obtained from Erica Sklenars’ work entitled ‘Parallel universes II’.<span style=""> </span>Consisting of two video works presented on separate TV monitors, Sklenars’ work juxtaposes subculture ideology with third world reality.<span style=""> </span>In one video, we witness still frame footage of a group of neo-punk hipster white kids in their 20s enjoying a drunken fondue evening.<span style=""> </span>The still frames are animated to some experimental electronic pop music, giving the footage the appearance of a low-budget music video.<span style=""> </span>The young adults’ evening spirals into a hedonistic bender as clothes swapping shenanigans take place.<span style=""> </span>The neighbouring TV monitor displays an entirely different world of a sewing factory in <st1:country-region st="on"><st1:place st="on">India</st1:place></st1:country-region> in what appears to be sweatshop conditions.<span style=""> </span>This time, it is amateur camcorder footage of a poor quality as if it was done covertly.<span style=""> </span>The footage is also edited so that frames are repeated and looped, enhancing the mechanical nature of the women’s work.<span style=""> </span>Comparing the two realities seems to draw attention to the inherent contradictions of youthful activists’ ideologies of such ‘alternative’ subcultures.<span style=""> </span>It could also be understood as the comfort we take for granted in our country and the bourgeois lifestyle of small-town students.<span style=""> </span></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-NZ"><o:p></o:p>The Wanganui Arts Review is an exhaustingly large exhibition which despite it being cram-packed with 177 artworks, is hung and organised well, divided into thematic groups which guides the viewer through the bewildering cacophony of art.<span style=""> </span>There is plenty of work of high technical ability, a fair amount of conceptually clever work and some that is just out there.<span style=""> </span>If anything, this exhibition proves that Wanganui is a twilight zone of creative talent and an enclave for interesting social / cultural groups. </span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-NZ"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"><span lang="EN-NZ"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>Bruce E Phillipshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01775505588017945039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193801889186496334.post-35549754350286003332007-10-03T01:03:00.000-07:002008-01-23T15:47:07.338-08:00Remixing Myth<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheu7BZv6sB1Kk8F94tTNflxDVHJ0TzT5h4dYxS3iq65MK2IKvS6oCmug-qeV1rQJX0E_jbwVKSS6tg2651E-M7QptyMB4cIU40Hm1SaYuAx6Jv07gxj22Y56B_a3ZFCxlVi6v4xSJDdI6d/s1600-h/image005.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158596321981194546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheu7BZv6sB1Kk8F94tTNflxDVHJ0TzT5h4dYxS3iq65MK2IKvS6oCmug-qeV1rQJX0E_jbwVKSS6tg2651E-M7QptyMB4cIU40Hm1SaYuAx6Jv07gxj22Y56B_a3ZFCxlVi6v4xSJDdI6d/s400/image005.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:78%;">Maui by Lisa Reihana</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:78%;"> Image courtesy of Govett-Brewster Art Gallery<br /></span><br />Myths are the fence posts that we use to grasp understanding of the world, to colour our perception of reality and to navigate life’s riddles. Whether they be moral fables or cryptic wonders - myths in whatever form they come in are crucial to how we live life. Stories, theories and even accounts of history could also be viewed as myths which we manufacture to help us understand the past, navigate the present and head towards the future. Therefore, how a myth is told and by whom is very important. Since the creation of a story will always be shaped by the media of communication and someone’s perspective.<br /><br />In traditional Maori culture, for example, myths of creation and stories of ancestors are represented in pouwhenua (wooden carvings) within a Wharenui. Pouwhenua figures are typically not “realistic” but stylistic representations shaped by how a story or ancestor is perceived through Maori mysticism and worldview. Pouwhenua is also depicted through a males perspective since carving, traditionally speaking, is reserved for men only. As in any artistic tradition the style of pouwhenua varies depending on iwi and historical period. The current exhibition at the <a href="http://www.govettbrewster.com/">Govett-Brewster Art Gallery</a> presents a new manifestation of pouwhenua which also gives some insight into the roles at play in the creation of myths and their contemporary significance. The exhibition is called Digital Marae a solo show by artist <a href="http://www.lisareihana.com/">Lisa Reihana</a> consisting of both computer aided photography and video. Reihana’s Digital Marae is an ongoing project that started in 2001 with a particular focus on representing mythic female figures. The Digital Marae has been exhibited in different formations each time. The Govett-Brewster installment features many new works previously not seen before - this time depicting male figures.<br /><br />Once entering the main gallery doors you are catapulted into a betwixed realm. The gallery is painted in a dark metallic grey with dim spotlights illuminating a series of nine life-sized full body photographs. The photographs are of both living and mythical Maori figures depicted using contemporary technology and aesthetics that provide the same function of pouwhenua within a wharenui. One mythical figure represented is the heroic demigod Maui. An integral figure of Maori mythology as the one who tricked and battled the gods to attain knowledge and quality of life for humans. Many of the stories tell of Maui having to undertake long and perilous journeys into the elements requiring much skill and cunning to complete his missions. Reihana depicts Maui as a muscular man in his mid 30s carving up a pewter grey ocean on a surfboard. Known for their agility, creativity and courage to venture into and master turbulent seas the modern surfer shares some likeness to Maui’s strength and trickster characteristics. Therefore, by re-imaging Maui as a surfer Reihana helps us gain a contemporary understanding into this mythical character. It is also fitting that Maui is depicted on the ocean as it tells the story of his infant years being cast into the sea swaddled in this mother’s topknot. The ominous sea and the obsidian like shards of water that encircle him also suggests Maui’s ultimate death in the vagina of Hinenuitepo (the goddess of death) which caused the cataclysmal loss of immortality for humankind.<br /><br />Other images delve further into the fantastic by depicting hybrid women/taniwha like creatures and beautiful goddesses personifying natural phenomena. While other images depict contemporary male figures in an illusionary or historically ambiguous manor. The saturated colours, controlled lighting and figures set on a dark background has a striking similarity to seventieth century Italian painter Caravaggio who used such dramatic realism to both illustrate biblical stories and inspire religious devotion. On the other hand the illusionism in these images also closely resembles the dark cinematic aesthetic of popular big budget fantasy and science fiction movies such as The Matrix and 300. By adhering to these popular aesthetics it is as if Reihana’s Digital Marae functions as a type of community/public service making myth accessible and relevant for the multitude. However, this slick aesthetic is juxtaposed by a large video projection work entitled “Let There Be Light”. In low resolution, strange uncoordinated audio and distorted imagery the footage beckons the viewer into the disorientating and undecipherable reverie of the gods. By freely playing with these different aesthetic languages Reihana also re-mixes the societal role and responsibility of the artist - by acting both as a type of 21st century urban visual bard and an avant-garde protagonist.<br /><br />Digital Marae is evident of cultural adaptation and resilience in the recovery of urban diaspora (commonly termed the “urban drift” of rural Maori beginning in the 1920s and peeking in the 80s with 80% of Maori based in urban centres). While also posing a reminder that culture and our perception of the world is not static but is fluid and ever changing. It also draws our attention to the authorship of myth and how a particular perspective alters the way we understand and live life.<br /><br />Exhibition closes 2nd December 2007.</div>Bruce E Phillipshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01775505588017945039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193801889186496334.post-43894402237448662372007-09-29T00:53:00.000-07:002008-01-23T15:52:18.494-08:00Forest of Formalism<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBeANtdbaAWz9wbBIvoeXFqFQ2gCc7q3cmVkvvlr617ghvM7QN1_gT0c04NFEssIJqyJqo9CbTEKLtB5D1ffM487jpIwj73mnbIZ9AmXxdoAHoG1MLweysG_XUIwCK1fVhrKpVUZr9SUFt/s1600-h/John+Johns+1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158594548159701282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBeANtdbaAWz9wbBIvoeXFqFQ2gCc7q3cmVkvvlr617ghvM7QN1_gT0c04NFEssIJqyJqo9CbTEKLtB5D1ffM487jpIwj73mnbIZ9AmXxdoAHoG1MLweysG_XUIwCK1fVhrKpVUZr9SUFt/s400/John+Johns+1.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;"> artwork by John Johns</span></div><div align="center"><br /><div align="justify"><br />Objects are nothing but the significance we give or impose upon them. The means to which we apply meaning to inanimate objects, however, is a complex and confusing muddle of various factors. Stories, memory, emotion, smell, texture, the use of something, the context in which it is utilised and by whom – are but a few contributing aspects that influence what an object means to us. On a national level the significance of objects gets even more knotted and convoluted as the power of cultural, political and economic forces govern the use, production and value of things. Despite their powerful governance these forces – at least in the passing of our daily lives – remain secondary or even subliminally veiled to our personal understandings and meanings of objects.<br /><br />On show at the <a href="http://www.victoria.ac.nz/adamartgal/">Adam Art Gallery</a> in Wellington is an exhibition that reveals how such implicit influences have tainted the meaning of wood in New Zealand. The exhibition is called Primary Products and is curated by gallery director Christina Barton. Here is Barton's <a href="http://www.victoria.ac.nz/adamartgal/exhibitions/2007/images/Introduction.pdf">introduction text </a>in pdf. Through the work of five artists Barton charts New Zealand’s economic dependence on the forestry industry particularly the production of exotic forests and the politics of its export. The art is a mixture of new work and other works acquired from museum collections (including a stunning installation by artist Jim Allan on loan from the <a href="http://www.govettbrewster.com/">Govett-Brewster</a> collection and a monumental 20 meter long Paratene Matchitt work borrowed from <a href="http://tepapa.govt.nz/">Te Papa</a>). Of the most curious inclusions is a series of black and white photographs by the late commercial photographer John Johns.<br /><br />Originally commissioned by Forestry New Zealand (between the mid 50s - late 80s) these photographs could be viewed as straightforward documentation. However, the objective perspective that Johns has photographed is not just the result of taking a snapshot rather through great care of lighting conditions and fine artistic skill of composition. It takes no explanation to emphasise the quality and seductive allure of the photographs once you experience them. Although, what really makes these photographs captivating artworks is that they communicate a particular perspective and story to us. Strolling past the 25 photographs we witness the processes and stages of turning trees into timber, its export and ultimate use. We are shown forests inserted like pins in grid formation into vast hill sides - miniscule men scaling tower like trees in strategic fashion in order to manicure and thin out the forest - saw mills that dice and filet logs into timber - which is then stack and sorted in warehouses and yards as if data on mathematic paper. The scale of the production is not clearly apparent until we study an image of a containership - laden with an entire forest of timber - carving through a platinum sea with obvious mass and propulsion. Johns is successful in capturing the enormity and vast scale of the industry through his particular pictorial perspectives and emphasis of linier form. His ridged formalist control of the photographic process also in turn draws our attention to how humankind controls and manipulates the natural world by imposing rational order on wilderness. The images are also significant of the military like efficiency of trade and commerce.<br /><br />This formalism is also seen in Maddie Leach’s body of work centred around a simple looking crate (exactly 1m high x 1m wide x 3m in length so the wall text informs us) containing a pedantically stacked and securely bound bundle of eucalyptus logs. Confronted with what merely seems a pile of logs in a box it is hard at first not to be perplexed. Indeed, the overtly standard issue industrial appearance of this crate and contents appear deceptively normal. It is not until we read the accompanying wall text that the context of the work becomes clear. Apparently the logs were supposed to have been shipped to Santiago as an artwork for exhibition but due to Chilean customs Leach’s crate was not allowed to arrive. Additional works by the artist nearby act as evidence to this story. Evidence including customs pro-forma stating the crates dispatch and destination. There is also video evidence of the tree being felled - albeit oddly choreographed so that the tree falls exactly centre stage. There is also further footage of Leach’s attempt to find the vessel containing her logs in Santiago harbour. This ridiculously small consignment of eucalyptus therefore, becomes significant of the economic competition between New Zealand’s and Chile’s forestry industries and the political powers that go to great lengths to control international exchange.<br /><br />Reflecting the formalism of the artworks this exhibition appears to be the result of considered research and planning. Its curious mix of vastly different artists strangely ties together well – perhaps due to the fact that each artists work is isolated in different galleries. This exhibition is successful at making us aware of how political and economic forces pervasively influence the meaning of the objects we are continually in contact with. You will find the Adam Art Gallery nestled amongst Victoria University’s Kelburn campus. Exhibition closes 7th of October 2007. </div></div>Bruce E Phillipshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01775505588017945039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193801889186496334.post-33609551367920108552007-09-22T00:37:00.000-07:002008-01-23T21:46:12.913-08:00Activating New Plymouth<div align="justify">Art can be used as both a political puppet and independent agent inspiring social change. As the local mayoral elections gear up not only will we notice careful and strategic decisions made by those in power but also signs and billboards of contending hopefuls. These campaign advertisements may seem common and simple enough – but the choices of visual imagery no matter how nondescript are always trying to present a certain perception or attitude to attract voters. Art and politics have a long and alarming historical relationship. Used either to stir up ferverent belonging to revolutionary ideologies or to inspire trust and optimism under oppressive regimes art has - more often than not - been subservient to politics. However, resulting from the social, racial and gender politics from the 1960s to the 1980s new art practices have emerged that resist nationalistic political power. Such new practices have tended to resemble forms of social activism, in-depth research and community based projects rather than the traditions of painting and sculpture.<br /><br />The new exhibition at the Govett-Brewster Art Gallery - Activating Korea: Tides of Collective Action - features South Korean artists and artist collectives many of whom work in these new modes of artistic practice. Acknowledgement of such new artistic practices is significant since – like Soviet Russia of the early 20th century - art in Korea before the 90s was warped by the passionate but singular ideologies of either revolutionary or governmental propaganda.<br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihWuOlGHZjqPUJd5bYvHe_L5hWKa7VrOPw4vsq26PVHG8vDzqZyr9QtmQnV8Im-6smV60lrTfNb8Hgzn32fiC5G-YVZqdN-LyBJQ62Nw0BX4zScK-PeljP-XdAJWec8EteYL-4P9vAEH9I/s1600-h/BAE+sideway+project+1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158591782200762642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihWuOlGHZjqPUJd5bYvHe_L5hWKa7VrOPw4vsq26PVHG8vDzqZyr9QtmQnV8Im-6smV60lrTfNb8Hgzn32fiC5G-YVZqdN-LyBJQ62Nw0BX4zScK-PeljP-XdAJWec8EteYL-4P9vAEH9I/s400/BAE+sideway+project+1.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:78%;">artwork by Bae Young-whan</span></div><br /><br />For instance, rather than erecting banners to rally supporters some Korean artists have opted for persuasive interventions that draw attention to overlooked social problems. This is apparent in a series of photographs that document a project by artist Bae Young-whan. The project was undertaken in the Chungcheong nam-do province were the roads are too narrow for a sidewalk so children are forced to walk single file too and from school along the road markings. Not surprisingly there has been a high casualty rate. To draw attention to the alarming danger that children are subjected to Bae designed brightly coloured helmets with bubbles on stems (wobbling about a metre above their head) that make their presence visible to motorists. I doubt that Bae’s project solved the problem – at best a temporary band-aid remedy perhaps. It would have however drawn attention to the problem that could only be solved by legislative control of road planning. The helmets would also have made an artistic statement to local motorists. The random assortment of bright colours could be seen as representing the individuality of each child. Likewise the bubbles – being thin membranes that can burst easily – suggest the fragility and dependence of children on adults for protection and care. The bubbles also draw attention to the precariousness of the children’s situation not unlike a balloon blown by the wind. Accompanying the photographs are the actual helmets that visitors are encouraged to wear around the gallery.<br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEbPA1KMbfQxcB8QqXYa7i2G16r0VTwpTuspjNQJdoa_K0aWU7GWuQvO7twbwmy7uBelZWu-loSxXvipkwNezvsARo8l6PNPPBgiwCaZ6YW-WIG8xcdcluB5sIfJ_Y-0-yohjATksobVED/s1600-h/LimMinoukNewTownGhost2005+1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158591571747365122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEbPA1KMbfQxcB8QqXYa7i2G16r0VTwpTuspjNQJdoa_K0aWU7GWuQvO7twbwmy7uBelZWu-loSxXvipkwNezvsARo8l6PNPPBgiwCaZ6YW-WIG8xcdcluB5sIfJ_Y-0-yohjATksobVED/s400/LimMinoukNewTownGhost2005+1.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;">New Town Ghost by Minouk Lim</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">images courtesy of the Govett-Brewster </span><br /><br /><div align="justify"><br />Other work is more reactionary as apposed to actively trying to solve an issue. One is a video work entitled New Town Ghost by Minouk Lim. The video features two musicians on the back of a small truck driving down the streets of Seoul. The two musicians, a young man pounding aggressive beats on a drum kit and a staunch young woman belting out rap lyrics in Korean. The lyrics - in poetic ambiguity and rife with angst -tell us (via subtitles) about the societal discord and rupture caused by the rapid urban economic development that has taken place in Korea over the past three decades. Which has caused hundreds of thousands of Seoul’s low-income inhabitants to be relocated to make room for industry. The particular redevelopment that this video is staged will be causing the closure of many small businesses only to be colonised by multinational companies. The video footage features the vocalist standing with a militant pose arching her back and clasping a megaphone receiver as if she is commanding the glass towers of corporate wealth to fall. This performance is not a protest rather a random happening that would have taken streets of people by surprise. Furthermore, a protest usually has a singular purpose or message whereas the aims of this performance are deliberately allusive. What is tangible, however, is the emotion of the people that live at the whims of a lustful inhuman machine of corporate power.<br /><br />This exhibition highlights the many examples (far too many to include in this review) in which artists have freed themselves from political idealism and are challenging societal change within South Korea. Despite the different geographic, historical and cultural context that this exhibition grapples with it also touches on many understandable and relevant concerns of our global age that non-Korean New Zealanders will be able to relate to. Failing that there is plenty of information accompanying this exhibition – a whole gallery space has been dedicated to a reading and research area. If anything this exhibition will definitely activate the knowledge and geopolitical awareness of anyone who walks through the gallery door.<br /><br />Activating Korea: tides of collective action<br />closes on 25th November 2007 </div></div></div>Bruce E Phillipshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01775505588017945039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193801889186496334.post-60910465039087901902007-09-08T00:22:00.000-07:002008-01-23T21:28:11.412-08:00Curiouser and Curiouser<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQdZXoj3oyJVwljA0f7M1SfT90TiG7t_fnRwsGVgthjUE5zXqVehyMupsqODKJmWOTWFziUnGu_hTA2d3iArjqifhwTmW972d-LA3fHm6ZmiDEgWl7n8CX_B_3NKzhKu_Ysg5wxiz2gNS4/s1600-h/Skull___Bruce1_90789.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158585803606286562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQdZXoj3oyJVwljA0f7M1SfT90TiG7t_fnRwsGVgthjUE5zXqVehyMupsqODKJmWOTWFziUnGu_hTA2d3iArjqifhwTmW972d-LA3fHm6ZmiDEgWl7n8CX_B_3NKzhKu_Ysg5wxiz2gNS4/s400/Skull___Bruce1_90789.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:78%;">artwork by Jared Bryant<br /></span><div align="justify"></div><br /><div align="justify">Clear order is a dull illusion. Before the dawn of modern science, known as the pre-enlightenment, it was a European pastime (of the affluent class during the sixteenth to eighteenth centuries) to compile collections of wonderful and strange cultural objects and natural specimens from faraway lands. These collections stored in shelves and cupboards were called a cabinet of curiosities – they were called this because the world and life during this period was a mystery and only explainable through spiritual beliefs. This all changed, however, when modern science became the popular mode of thought and so vanished the bizarre cabinets - replaced by collections ordered in rationally and objective categories.<br /><br />Today the closest collection that most people have to the curiosity cabinet is common garage junk – the obvious difference being is that this collection is an unwanted residue. A residue that we tend to shed at this time of year in an almost ritualistic attempt to create order out of apparent chaos. When the complexity of reality confounds us we seek solace in the simple by creating stacks and piles, categories and compartments, boundaries and grids. However, life is not black and white – it is a screaming jungle of vibrant colour. Or as I found out last Saturday the brilliance of life could be a fluorescent pink pair of sneakers dangling from a gallery spotlight, row of beer bottles smeared in paint, box of bananas made out of wool, fence paling sprouting from a bucket of paint or pristine circles of blue and red powder precariously dusted on the floor. This is not the description of a curiosity cabinet or junk in a garage but artworks in an exhibition by The Cavendish Banana Company. The exhibition is called Trudy’s Motorbike and is currently on show at the Lesley Kreisler Gallery.<br /><br />The company’s representatives Eugene Kreisler and Jared Bryant are the artists responsible for this baffling assortment of objects. Either from spending time with a particular artwork or by observing the relationships to those around it - these objects are symbolic of life’s contradictory complexities and overlooked everyday splendour. For instance, the quirky simplicity in Kreisler’s painting entitled ‘Thunder’ is significant of both sincerity and disillusionment. It is made out of a large circular canvas with a roughly painted black zigzag. Attached to the bottom of the canvas are brightly coloured threads that dribble onto the floor. The work resembles an American Indian dreamcatcher amulet believed to lure good dreams and repel or ensnare bad ones. These days the dreamcatcher is reduced to a meaningless kitsch object that you can buy from the $2 shop. Kreisler’s dream catcher however, is deliberately blown out of proportion and made in an odd fashion giving it a strange appearance. It could be symbolic of either a sincere homage to the noble mysticism of the American Indian or an ironic critique of how it has been reduced to a tacky souvenir. Or even the muddled and surreal imaginings of a deep sleep.<br /><br />In a different vein but equally curious is a series of paintings placed on the floor. Brandished across the surfaces are passionate strokes of thick paint slapped onto otherwise clean stretched white canvases. On top of each painting is either a beer or energy drink bottle. Studying the expressionist gestures brings to mind the analysis of hand writing or body language as a judge of personality. Similarly with the placement of the beer and energy drink bottles makes one think of the influence that substances have on our behaviour. Behaviours that interestingly contradict the advertised images for these beverages.<br /><br />Like a murky dream were one thing morphs into another, directly opposite Kreisler’s painting ‘Thunder’ is a different work that shares some uncanny formal similarities but in miniature form. The work, by Bryant, is a tiny white handcrafted skull that is bleeding a redeeming rainbow of dazzling colours. Accompanying the skull are equally troubling works including one depicting a small body trapped in a web like lattice of paint. Close by is a painting that sports the slogan “PILL POP ‘N’ PUBLIC’ and another that simply reads ‘FAKE’ in bold 3D letters. The combination of all these works point to the beguiling nature of pop culture commercialism, the trappings of societal expectations and the fear of conservative normality.<br /><br />One of the great things about this exhibition is that it could easily be viewed as one large amazing artwork, it is after all produced by one entity: The Cavendish Banana Company. In all its entirety and disparity Trudy’s Motorbike suggests to us that life is not clear and rational but rife with complex beauty and nonsensical relationships. Exiting the exhibition though a green, yellow and blue striped fly curtain I felt as though I had witnessed both the mystical significance of the cabinet of curiosities, and the meaningless accumulation of the garage. Trudy’s Motorbike is a precious art experience full of bewilderment and brilliance.<br /><br />Trudy’s Motorbike closes 29th September 2007<br />The Lesley Kreisler Gallery<br />Gill Street above Portofino Restaurant </div></div>Bruce E Phillipshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01775505588017945039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193801889186496334.post-16166269965176965742007-08-25T23:54:00.000-07:002008-02-10T11:10:14.299-08:00Wondering About Wilderness<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqYgY_PZYK9hlzl30i9f3cfhOxRqwedBAe0TDebtvZE8ckhtJKjRn9-aq1iXETf8khd6EevNG4eClNMJQ-gj7eBBwAQ1nrN3RGpLoZh1jiU_0A8SMU7ebD2MbmObjKQ2dcbX2AoywxDIUM/s1600-h/Joe+Sheehan+Remote+control.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158581560178598082" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqYgY_PZYK9hlzl30i9f3cfhOxRqwedBAe0TDebtvZE8ckhtJKjRn9-aq1iXETf8khd6EevNG4eClNMJQ-gj7eBBwAQ1nrN3RGpLoZh1jiU_0A8SMU7ebD2MbmObjKQ2dcbX2AoywxDIUM/s400/Joe+Sheehan+Remote+control.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-size:78%;">Images courtesy of Govett-Brewster</span> <div align="center"><br /><br /><div align="justify"><br />It is easy to assume that nature is clearly definable but as we well know in Taranaki ‘nature’ can be perceived, experienced and thought of in many different ways. For instance, Mt Taranaki, by its foreboding presence and seismic murmurings, reminds us human occupants that life here is tentative (approximately 50 years until eruption so geologists tell us). However, from the air this looming giant looses its majesty appearing to be held captive by a circumference of grassy pastures. Similarly, while walking along clear cut paths through Taranaki’s goblin like forests we could view nature as charted and containable. Or, as a fuel resource when we witness oilrigs that suck and fleer oil and gas. Nature in Taranaki can be simultaneously perceived as a sightseeing reserve, sporting playground, site for industry, a placid backyard garden or a terrifyingly sublime wilderness. Depending on your particular worldview further classifications could be made, since ‘nature’ is culturally and politically relative.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7yLqI7JiukuRZA3rH7f-kzvUelyMe1x8R_rNaK-cIEB_kKlqGpafSMngwgO0UFf8WAuk7PmeQZCDXZsWjXs_ssfPLcr8oooT7uh6qXwE_jwDqhXT5YkWMRGlGSZ7ijBN8n9w8evZJRCI6/s1600-h/I-TASC+Groundhog.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158583024762446034" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7yLqI7JiukuRZA3rH7f-kzvUelyMe1x8R_rNaK-cIEB_kKlqGpafSMngwgO0UFf8WAuk7PmeQZCDXZsWjXs_ssfPLcr8oooT7uh6qXwE_jwDqhXT5YkWMRGlGSZ7ijBN8n9w8evZJRCI6/s400/I-TASC+Groundhog.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><br /><br /><div align="justify"><br />The current exhibition New Nature at the <a href="http://www.govettbrewster.com/">Govett-Brewster Art Gallery</a> explores these and other contradictory preconceptions of ‘nature’ and our interaction/relationship with it. The exhibition takes place in and outside the gallery. One artwork can be found on the coastal walkway near Egmont Street. If you have come across an odd black object in that vicinity which serves no rational purpose then it is quite possible you have already experienced it. Standing roughly six feet tall and perched at the end of a wooden platform is an ominous looking black pod. Extraterrestrial in appearance this pod appears as though it might have flown and landed there. At first glance it could also be taken for an electrical substation or scientific device – it even emits electronic buzzing and crackling sounds. Although, the sound often changes from something mechanical to resembling jovial electronic music for a 1980s computer game. A few feet away from the black pod is a wind turbine busy generating electricity. Obviously powered by the turbine the pod could be seen as a type of dwelling. One could imagine a scientist (or even a small green alien) crouched in there with a cup of tea and computer studying data from the surrounding wild coastline.<br /><br />A nearby sign informs us that the pod is an artwork entitled GROUNDHOG made by a collective called <a href="http://www.interpolar.org/">I-TASC</a> (Interpolar Transnational Art Science Constellation) a group who individually are involved in the fields of art, engineering and science. GROUNDHOG is a replica of a pod which I-TASC has planted exactly 7,721 km away in Antarctica – currently equipped with weather recording technology to collect data that will aid their design of a mobile Antarctic dwelling. Some of the sounds emanating from the GROUNDHOG pod are recordings from this weather data. Other recordings are music made by members of the I-TASC group while they were in Antarctica. The stark contrast between the geometric and high-tech appearance of GROUNDHOG and the wild bolder clad coastline draws to mind the common assertion that ‘nature’ is something distinct from human habitation.<br /><br />The collision of science, technology and nature is also a topic grappled in a series of objects by artist Joe Sheehan exhibited inside the gallery. Resting in a display case is a remote control intricately carved out of black jade. Rupturing the surface of the jade are growths of quartz crystal jutting out in various places. Crystals have long been imbued in mystic religions and science fiction as having similar invisible energies and properties like infrared technology used in remote controls. For me the work signifies scientific endeavours to harness or understand the sophisticated deign of nature to develop new technologies. While also suggesting the futility of such a pursuit as nature’s resilience and adaptable prerogative will ultimately foil human attempts of control. Accompanying the remote are other objects carved entirely out of pounamu and other types of greenstone from around the world including a fully functioning cassette tape.<br /><br />There are many other artworks in this exhibition that explore the concept of nature through other perspectives. In my opinion the exhibition is let down by one or two works that promise great things but don’t quite deliver. One of which is Fiona Hall’s native flax and grass garden on Pukaka Marsland Memorial Hill Park surrounding the war memorial. The concept of the work is well researched and insightful. Unfortunately, due to its lack of visual/physical presence in the location, contrived spiral composition and infant growth it fails to insight debate about war as the artist was intending. The work resembles the result of a garden makeover reality TV episode rather than a well considered artwork. This may change however, once the plants reach maturity. There is a wide selection of other artworks on show including computer animation, paintings, photography, rug design and installations. New Nature is a bold and alluring exhibition that challenges preconceptions and contributes to contemporary ideas on what is ‘natural’ and how we define ‘nature’. </div></div></div></div></div>Bruce E Phillipshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01775505588017945039noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9193801889186496334.post-26418541162147337342007-08-18T23:28:00.000-07:002008-01-23T16:05:56.624-08:00The Scene in Hamiltopia<span style="font-family:courier new;"></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_1cctGPIIWQZVytnDMNSpjtIpD5K61Ns-GUw_Q3xnK8W66SsdIrFPrVgXMYRmq8-IoeTmDvE73uxnqB4bfvzXv6-SBjEqlXCv6Bi091kqcpPB3L5gJmGOl8EYRob3yas7h6g3_v_qI25E/s1600-h/big+daves+brain.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158572106955579570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_1cctGPIIWQZVytnDMNSpjtIpD5K61Ns-GUw_Q3xnK8W66SsdIrFPrVgXMYRmq8-IoeTmDvE73uxnqB4bfvzXv6-SBjEqlXCv6Bi091kqcpPB3L5gJmGOl8EYRob3yas7h6g3_v_qI25E/s320/big+daves+brain.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="justify">In the last 10 years Hamilton has exploded in all directions with new uniform suburban neighbourhoods popping up like clusters of mushrooms after a humid night. It has also grown culturally. Not only does Hamilton hold the infamous hot air balloon festival, show-off themed gardens, holds the National Agricultural Field Days, but in 2008 it will host the V8 Supercar Championship! It’s art scene has also taken off. One of the driving forces behind this is Trust Waikato who sponsors the annual <a href="http://www.waikatomuseum.co.nz/news/pageid/2145834494/TWNCAA_2007">Waikato National Contemporary Art Award</a> and the Waikato Museum of Art and History who hosts and runs the event. Each year the Museum invites a renowned curator to select from over 200 entries and create a list of about 30 finalists that will be exhibited and chose one for the grand prise. Last year it was the Govett-Brewster’s curator of contemporary art Mercedes Vicente, this year it was Dr Leonhard Emmerling, curator of <a href="http://www.aut.ac.nz/schools/art_and_design/st_paul_street_gallery/">St Paul Street Gallery </a>in Auckland. What the Trust and Museum have cottoned onto is that art doesn’t have to be pretty to captivate us. What matters is that it hits a truth about our lives or existence. For instance, the wining artwork of this year’s award is far from pleasant, down right depressing in fact but it nevertheless gives considerable insight into a common national state of mind.<br /><br />The work is entitled Resonance by artist Boris Dornbusch and visually doesn’t comprise of anything remarkable, so much so that I didn’t see any point printing a photo of it with this article. Rather the significance of this work is the experience of it. A mans voice Emanates from an old stereo speaker that is sitting on the ground. The voice is that of a anonymous 25 year old man who, as if he is going through a premature midlife crisis, talks about having an unfulfilling job, miffed with the direction of his life, torn between other peoples expectations of him and pursuing his heartfelt dreams. The man also divulges his sincere but hopeless lamentations of New Zealand society and its apparent downward spiral.<br /><br />A short distance from the speaker is a plinth displaying strangled and kneaded lumps of clay made by the man whilst listening to the recorded interview as if part of some psychological therapy. The strange amorphous objects have the appearance of his mental state in physical form. The clay has been fired and coated in a black gloss enamel paint so visitors can place their hands in his finger marks. I handled the forms tentatively, strangely worried that I might be haunted by this man’s unfortunate state of mind. Listening and interacting with this work puts the viewer in the position of the therapist to make ones own judgement or analysis of his words and emotive expression left in the clay. We have all heard the concerning suicide and depression statistics revealing that this level of disillusionment and despair is common in New Zealand. So even though it is sad to experience, this work ignites many important questions about the societal and cultural ills of our nation. For instance: What do New Zealanders expect to get from life? Why, in a developed and relatively safe country where there is plenty of possibilities for an enriching life, do so many people suffer from such disillusionment?<br /><br />Other works in the exhibition also pick up on distinct elements of New Zealand culture and identity issues. The most significant of these for me was Geln Hayward’s work entitled Dave’s Big Brain. It is a goats scull carved out of kauri, painted mostly white and on the forehead is a naive biro drawing of a V8 Cleveland motor. The work demonstrates meticulous skill to replicate the scull in perfect detail and proportion (before I read the wall label I thought it was a real skull). It also boasts a fond disregard of conventional taste. For a lot of New Zealanders to paint kauri is a shameful waste of beautiful native wood. Let alone scrawling on it in biro pen like a teenager would graffiti on a school desktop. Looking past its craft the work is also powerfully symbolic. To carve the scull of a lowly introduced pest out of a piece of prised native wood and then painting it so that the identification of the wood is denied could be symbolic of the ecological ramifications of colonialism. The biro drawing adds another level of meaning. The drawing for me distinctly references working-class Caucasian ‘bogan’ culture which gives the colonialist reading a contemporary resonance. A critique of a redneck stereotype/attitude that has survived from colonial times perhaps.<br /><br />The art award shares some thematic similarities with another exhibition at the Waikato Museum called <a href="http://www.waikatomuseum.co.nz/news/pageid/2145834819">Existence</a>. Also worth seeing in town is <a href="http://ramp.mediarts.net.nz/">Ramp Gallery</a> at the Waikato Institute of Technology. So when you are next in the great Hamilton for a sports event or spot of department store shopping, complete your cultural experience by digesting a bit of art. </div>Bruce E Phillipshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01775505588017945039noreply@blogger.com0