ARTISTS TALKING

# 11 [25 September 2008]

I keep coming back to the blog to see if anything has 'happened' with it. I don't know what I am hoping for or expecting to happen. This hope has made me think about others and about reciprocation. 

Hirschhorn: "To me, The Other is my next, my neighbour. The Other is what is unfamiliar to me, what is strange to me, what I cannot understand and what I am afraid of. The Other is also what is remote and close at the same time. The Other is the absolute neighbour. The Other  is the unexpected but it is not part of me, it's not not myself, that is the difficulty - particularism is the less difficult, the expected, the determined, the conformed, and it is me also, as well. In experiences of Artwork in public space "The Other" means the absolute will to include, to work for - and not to exclude - what I call a 'non-exclusive' audience. "The Other" is also my audience and "The Other" is the assertion of this possible audience. With my work I try to confront Artlovers, Artconnaisseurs, other Artists, Artcritics, Arthistorians but I also want to confront my work to The Other. I think that Art - because it is Art - can create the conditions for confrontation or direct dialogue with The Other, from one to one. In this sense Art has a political meaning. Art escapes the control, the control of myself - the artist - and in doing this, Art has the capacity to reach The Other. This is the miracle of Art. I learnt from projects such as the "Musée Précaire Albinet", the "Bataille Monument" or trhe Deleuze Monument" that "The Other" is with The Other because I chose him and his neighbourhood, and made my artwork with him in his space. Agreeing with "The Other" means "working politically", with confidence in the tool "Art" - which has its own logic and its own strength. "Working politically" means working without cynicism, without negativity and without self-satisfying criticism."

I scanned a paperweight on my desk so as to have a photo. I have learnt that putting a new image on your blog takes you to the top of the list. So any image will do. The weight of paper. 

# 12 [27 September 2008]

Seen today: a banner put up outside a house round the corner from where I live. Not a protest banner but a welcome home banner.

Anti War - Aunty Stick

Hmm...

# 13 [29 September 2008]

I've been thinking about the variable meaning of the word 'political' so that 'making art politically' could mean something very different to you from what it means to me. This situation is of course desirable and it is in the nature of language that it should be so indeterminate. I took the phrase from an interview I read by Hirschhorn where he is asked if his art is political and he replies that he makes art politically but that he doesn't make political art. In so doing he refers to Jean-Luc Godard who he attributes as having made this distinction:

"I think that the problem, the difficult question, the goal is to do the artwork politically, this is the whole, entire and enormous difference. J.-L. Godard said : “to make film politically and not make political films”. “Working politically” means working without cynicism, without negativity and without self-satisfying criticism. "Working politically" means first working, just working, doing the work, doing it ! Because I believe that Art - as Art - can attain a real importance. I want to work it out. I want to do an artwork which resists the moralist or nihilistic tradition.

I love the work of Goya and I love the work of Duchamp. Why should I choose between these two artists to answer the question “is Art political” if I think that both Goya and Duchamp are exemplary of how to do Art politically ? Goya and Duchamp made artwork with the confidence of the absolute autonomy of Art. So I want to try to replace the word “political” with “autonomous”. I want to insist on the importance of the autonomy of Art. The term "autonomy” is a positive term to me, because "autonomy" can be a tool to work out contemporary problematics involving economic, religious, cultural and social issues. But I also know that “autonomy in Art/ autonomy of esthetics” can also be interpreted in a negative way, and I do not understand nor do I accept this. It is a reductive interpretation of the term “autonomy” and - I think - it is a politician (not a political), academic, polemic and only critic understanding. To consider “autonomy of Art” as only a self-sufficiency, as “l’art pour l’art” is partial and dogmatic.
The “autonomy of Art” which interests me is the autonomy of courage, the autonomy of assertion, the autonomy to authorize myself, the autonomy to do something on my own - without argumentation, without explanation, without communication and without justification. I authorize myself to believe in the autonomy of Art. The autonomy of Art does not come from self-sufficiency but from self-authorization. This is why autonomy is never passive, autonomy is active, it’s the activity of hope."

I like the distinction he makes between the self-sufficiency of art and its self-authorization.

That's an incredibly powerful statement which I will go to bed thinking about: "I authorize myself to believe in the autonomy of Art."

# 14 [30 September 2008]

On Tuesday 23 September I ran a workshop at Fabrica for volunteers and staff. After looking at some documentation of the Hirschhorn work that will be showing during the Photobiennial I asked people to write down their responses to the work. Each response was then sealed in an envelope, thrown into the middle of the room and then each person picked an envelope. In small groups of four we read out and discussed these reactions to the work.

These responses now follow, unedited, in the following four postings:

Hirschhorn has said that anybody should see this piece. Why should I choose to see dead bodies in blood? I wonder if I unroll the rest of the banner, would I see anything happier? I want to. I desperately want to.  For me, I think it’s easy to find material to protest against all the unhappy, full of misery events that happens every day and have happened in this world. But isn’t it a bigger challenge to do art for something that really makes our heart happy and our lips smile? This is the challenge that I am given by Hirschhorn’s Incommensurable Banner.

Waste human life
Brutality
Inhumane
Unrecognisable as human.
Nazi Germany ideology that soldiers were told Jews were animals/monsters so they were ok to be killed.
Faceless victims
No consequence of the connection to others, family
Rage
Violence
All male?
Decapitation
Sickness
Evil
Non-sensical

(animalistic) I feel I have to switch off and having to write about the work is too hard as I look at gnarled bodies. I fell [sic] empty.

I feel sad and angry. I also feel very relieved to see these images. I kind of feel elated. Joyous. I don’t know that I would admit that to anyone. It reminds me of when my Dad died and I went to see his body in the morgue. I came out feeling really high and I rang my friend and told her: “They should take you to a morgue when you’re still at school so that you get to know death early on in life.”
Of course, some people, a lot of people, are forced to know death far too soon.

It seems to be images that I’ve seen a hundred times on the news that don’t have any meaning anymore.
There is only horror and nothing else.
I don’t agree with the fact that it always relates to the same people.

Messy
Bloody
Dismembered
Unrecognisable/Recognisable
Random
Caught off guard
Snapshot
Abstract/Abstracted
Exposed
Exposé
Insides-out
The ordinariness of killing somewhere else to where I live
A disconnected connectedness

# 15 [30 September 2008]

On Tuesday 23 September I ran a workshop at Fabrica for volunteers and staff. After looking at some documentation of the Hirschhorn work that will be showing during the Photobiennial I asked people to write down their responses to the work. Each response was then sealed in an envelope, thrown into the middle of the room and then each person picked an envelope. In small groups of four we read out and discussed these reactions to the work.

Looks very overbearing, it’s so big.
The writing looks like it could have been written in blood (if it wasn’t black)
The position of the viewer is very difficult.
How do I look at disembodied/uncontextualised images of gore? When they were taken, what was the purpose?
Media images of war have become so ubiquitous, do we see them at all when they’re in their original context, if not, why not?
It is hard to tell what the images are until closer in, but it has a feeling of them being something terrible.
The shock value of ths project interests me, from a stand point of pacifist protest, this is a very violent protest.

I have mixed feelings
Too many blood
SHOCKING
Who will see this exhibition? (AGE)?
Is not for everyone
Dramatic

Vast, overwhelming, provocative, violent, distressing, confrontational.
Collage, use of mass media, second hand images, everyday/familiar, perhaps those we have become desensitised to in a way but given the context and quantity of images we are forced to confront them in a new way, banner suggests element of protest. Currency of war, universality, immediacy.

I find it interesting how the artwork appears so impersonal to the artist – any one could of copy and pasted the images from google or spray painted the title – AND YET it is such a highly personal piece ~ personal to the people in the images ~ a unique + personal story to each and every one of them.
In my opinion I find the work pretty vulgar and disrespectful.

This work makes me feel guilty. Because sometimes I’m a passive person and I think I could do more. I think the war is the consequence of a lot of passives people. This images probably come from the Irak war but they came from any war.




 

# 16 [30 September 2008]

On Tuesday 23 September I ran a workshop at Fabrica for volunteers and staff. After looking at some documentation of the Hirschhorn work that will be showing during the Photobiennial I asked people to write down their responses to the work. Each response was then sealed in an envelope, thrown into the middle of the room and then each person picked an envelope. In small groups of four we read out and discussed these reactions to the work.

HORROR
How could one human make/cause a other to look like this. The peace/photos are extremely powerful when put together like this, because it make the horror seem even worse. Makes you think, what is so important that is worth killing for, making people see these things in their lives, happening with their friends and family. When you see these by themselves in the news paper they don't seem as significant.

War
Hypocrisy
Angry
Incommensurable
Upset
Humanity
Injustice
Died
Violence
Blood
War

Seen so many images like this recently in the news/newspaper.  Possibly not as graphic/uncensored as this particular work.
Maybe this is why I don't find it shocking/upsetting?
However there is a brutality to them. Violence.
Should they be used in artwork or installation?
Displayed
Public

Very raw.
High shock value, almost reads like a bloody version of Heat magazine.
Reminds me a little of Santiago Sierra only Hirschhorn uses the notion of humanity and suffering in a different manner. The photographs are at an extremity of human warfare suffering but however I'm not sure how successful they are in shocking the Western society into doing something beneficial. I can imagine a large majority of people feeling highly emotional and extremely guilty and those combinations of emotions being so heightened that they feel at a loss. So much so that they personally choose to numb themselves to the over sensation they just encountered.

The communication of suffering - singularity of pain - can it be truly expressed? What does it mean for the viewer?
Is it appropriate? For those represented and for those viewing the exhibition.
VOYEURISM
What are the intentions of showing these pictures?
Reality of war - individual experiences.
What we do not usually see.
But will it have any l [this line crossed out]

# 17 [30 September 2008]

On Tuesday 23 September I ran a workshop at Fabrica for volunteers and staff. After looking at some documentation of the Hirschhorn work that will be showing during the Photobiennial I asked people to write down their responses to the work. Each response was then sealed in an envelope, thrown into the middle of the room and then each person picked an envelope. In small groups of four we read out and discussed these reactions to the work:

Disbelief
Guilt
Disgust
Intrigue
Defiance
I feel that good Art by definition evokes strong emotions within us, and this piece certainly does that.
As these images used are all from real life, and are already in circulation within the media, it would seem hypocritical to censor these images in any way. Should act as a wake-up call.

Wrinkly
Dishevelled
Whacked together.
Tacked and strung to the wall in a hurried fashion, not wanting to be cool or distanced or overly considered. The banner is glued onto the cardboard roll and this encourages you to view it as a banner rather than a picture.
An urgent display in sympathy with the flayed bodies plastered over its surface.

Horror
Disgust
Fear
Inhumanity
How can humans do this?
Some of the images I don’t know, can’t tell what they are and that’s quite worrying … I don’t think I really want to know – but you can’t stop yourself from trying to figure it out.
Horrifying – to see bodies to disfigured
And left with no-one to clear up the mess.
Imagine finding your relative in the street like that. Maybe in such a state that you’re not even sure if it’s your loved one.
I see this as a the deeds of others… I feel quite detached because I don’t know what I can do about the situation.
How involved/detached should I be with any war?

Whilst looking at the first few images of the entire work, I felt a rather distanced interest in the actual physical presentation of it: The fact that is is a partially rolled out banner, that there seemed to be something scriptural about that kind of reading surface; that perhaps what we can see might just be a beginning – would the tone and content of the material change further in?

And then the close-ups – then, I got lost in the horror, the awkward positions, the strange grimaces, the absence of expression.

Blood
Violence
Nasty
Intriguing
Emergency
War
Suffering
Extreme
Difficult
Red
Mess
Struggle
Unfair
Stupidity
Politics
Disgusting
Too much to bear.

# 18 [30 September 2008]

On Tuesday 23 September I ran a workshop at Fabrica for volunteers and staff. After looking at some documentation of the Hirschhorn work that will be showing during the Photobiennial I asked people to write down their responses to the work. Each response was then sealed in an envelope, thrown into the middle of the room and then each person picked an envelope. In small groups of four we read out and discussed these reactions to the work:

Sad
Depressed, angry
Want to cry
Anxious. Makes me worry about people. What do their families think. What does their best friend think. What happens to lead to this.
Anti-dote to governmental propaganda.
Language, complexities hiding reality.
What kind of artist feels able to present this subject matter. What does he want. [writer didn’t use any question marks]

Mutilated, cut up, bloodied, defaced, wounded, dead, shot up bodies
Tortured, horrific scenes of bombed out cars and half naked bodies.
Images are billboard like arranged in no particular order or place.
Militant style writing, untidy and dripping with paint.
Space is as dirty and scruffy as the images themselves.
Angry bloodshed scenes.
Nothing to laugh about it is a serious matter. Should this really been shown in an art gallery?? These are someones friends, loved ones, son, daughter, mother, father

Sickness. Anger. Rage.
Before I saw the images I thought I had prepared myself. I told myself, it is up to you how you view the banner: as people with lives and loved ones and grief or as merely a group of pictures depicting particles and atoms arranged differently. Not people. I thought I could try and look past death, at the aesthetics. The colour. The patterns. But I couldn’t. Each image holds so much – loss, despair, inconsolable, grief. Mourning. Horror. Shame, the shame of us as humans.
Death is not something I am privy to see often in my life, making it seem intriguing, like a secret. In reality it is not this, it is something else, terrifying and scarily real.
 

# 19 [30 September 2008]

This week is gearing up to the opening of the Hirschhorn exhibition on Thursday at Fabrica, Brighton 6-9pm and also the whole launch of the Brighton Photo Biennial. It will be good to see The Incommensurable Banner at last. I feel I know it so well yet haven't actually seen it live yet.

Started teaching back at the university this week. It is very heartening to find such enthusiasm amongst my students about the White Night debate 'Make Love Not War' that will be happening on 25 October in the University of Brighton gallery 9-10pm. At least a few of them already are keen to get involved. I would like the whole event to be theirs really. For them to ask the question what does that phrase 'Make Love Not War' mean to them now? I'm reading Mark Kurlansky's book about 1968 to find out more about student activism in the 60s and 70s.

Altogether the times feel particularly volatile. People are starting to give voice to their resentment that they might have to pick up the tab for the mistakes arising from unregulated banking maneouvres.

In trying to engage with what was my rather mouldering political consciousness I often feel like a phoney. In this whole process I tend to monitor the feelings which arise as if they were a weather vane for more generalised situations. Being 'political' or appealing to a 'political consciousness' from the comfort of one's own circumstances can seem a bit like a cheap trick: an easy option compared to the myriad ambiguities of art. But I don't think it is a particularly 'easy' approach, riddled as it is with all the complexities of interest, desire and history.

I had a dental check up this morning at a dental practice I've not been to before. It is nearer to my new home. At the end of the check-up (one small cavity otherwise all well) I asked my new dentist how transferring dentists works and whether I would need to arrange to have my dental records from my previous dentist sent to this practice. He looked at me with such a look of bewilderment and annoyance on his face. I might as well have asked him to relate his earliest childhood memory to me. No, he explained, we can just work with what we've seen today.

I left pondering the consequences of working without reference to history.

# 20 [2 October 2008]

Last night I saw 'The Incommensurable Banner' for the first time. Come and see it yourself at Fabrica, the private view's tonight 6-9pm.

This morning I exploded my Grandma.