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The 6th Asia Pacific Triennial! Mekong! Art blog party poopers!

The unofficial Singapore contingent arrived in Brisbane today.

Spotted at the APT6 were Low Sze Wee, Joyce Toh and other folks from NAG and SAM, Lee Weng Choy of The Substation, Agnes Lim of The Esplanade, Eugene Tan of Osage Gallery, and Jose Tay of the National Museum (although he’s been here for some weeks now, on official attachment to the Queensland Art Gallery).

I bet that, like yours truly, they weren’t able to check out the ongoing Open House  back in Singapore, which ends on Sunday. From what I gather, some say the three-day event that involves some house-hopping at Niven Road to check out artists’ works has been fab. But there have also been some lively discussions online about the $12 admission/tour fees, too.

Anyway, I did catch some interesting talks at APT6, including Subodh Gupta’s on the creation of his mammoth mushroom cloud installation, and another on North Korean “contemporary” art. More on these two in the next post.

 

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“Writing About Asia Pacific Art” was the title of the third talk I attended.

But at some point, it veered towards a more general “writing about art” panel discussion on the crisis of art writing today. There’s no question that the print medium is undergoing a global crisis, something that was underscored during the talk by the case of ART iT, a bilingual art quarterly that first came out six years ago in Tokyo.

Last June, it completely transformed into an online magazine to cut costs.

Among the issues raised were the boom of online publications on art (particularly blogs), the “difference” between art criticism and art journalism, the decline of art criticism in newspapers, and a lot of other messy issues that needed an entire conference or at least a day to flesh out, instead of a one-hour talk.

These are issues that, of course, struck a chord.

I’ve been writing this blog for a couple of months now and sort of getting the hang of it (it can get pretty schizo shifting from doing this to writing something a bit more, er, well-behaved on print).

For Art’s Sake! started off as an extension of TODAY’s arts coverage but I’d like to think it has somehow taken a life of its own.

At the risk of sounding defensive, I’ve got two points.

On the idea of art criticism fast disappearing from newspaper, there seems to be an assumption that there’s a clear distinction between art reporting and art criticism. For folks who belong to, are immersed in or are practitioners of a section of the Humanities that partially owes its evolution to the notion of grey areas, that’s a bit too black and white isn’t it?

It’s as if simply “reporting” about art is an uncritical endeavour (and it seems, given the flow of the discussion, moreso if you’re writing a blog as fluffy as this one).

And if that’s the case, then there’s another assumption that wasn’t clearly brought up either. The kind of art criticism that the member of the audience who brought it up wants to see in the newspapers. A particular kind of writing that, at the very least, has a semblance of being somewhat academic in tone, approach and lingo.

And “lingo” is not one of the words you’ll want to see if you’re reading that particular kind of art criticism.

Unless of course, it’s in brackets.

If that’s the case, the discussion seemed to have conflated art writing for newspapers and art writing for niche publications like a journal.

And besides, given one of the the pressing issues brought up (i.e., the very presence of finding anything about art fast disappearing in print particularly newspapers), isn’t the simple act of writing about art in itself at the very least, the start of a critical endeavour? At most, a political gesture too?

So yeah, don’t slag off bloggers. Or those who report about art in newspapers without footnotes. We’re passionate about the arts too, you know. 

 

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Anyways, I was finally able to check out more works at the Gallery of Modern Art, including a bunch of video works from China and Japan. No comment on the Chinese works, as I have a bit of Chinese contemporary art fatigue at the moment (even as I swoon over the Japanese works at APT6).

Here’s South Korean Kibong Rhee’s There is no place – Shallow Cuts. It’s a beautiful installation of a willow tree enveloped in fog. A timed fog machine allows viewers to catch glimpses of the tree – or simply its silhouette.

 

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Tibetan artist Gongkar Gyatso has a couple of 2D works revolving around the Buddha image. He’s also created a fun work for the kids section titled Funky Buddhas where white Buddha sculptures are fair game to children’s (and adults’) creative imagination. You’re given a set of stickers to stick on any part of the sculpture.

 

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As in anywhere.

 

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And then there’s The Mekong, a section featuring artists from Cambodia, Myanmar, Thailand, Laos and Vietnam, curated by QAG’s Russell Storer (who’s helping out with the next Singapore Biennale-but-in-three-years) and Rich Streitmatter-Tran (who also had a hand with the previous SB’s Burmese temple made of sugar).

It’s a nicely curated sub-section. In my opinion, an apt teaser of sorts to the kind of work happening in these countries around the Mekong River, a mix of different media, generation and persuasions.

Kicking it off was a 14 minute video by Jun Nguyen-Hatsushiba. The Ground, the Root, and the Air: The Passing of a Bodhi Tree sees a group of artists in the improbable act of painting their surroundings while simultaneously doing a balancing act standing on wooden motorboats as they traverse the river (a wonderful shot).

At some point, they pass by a Bodhi tree and, in a move that caught me by surprise, jump into the river to swim towards it.

Also part of the group show was the Triennial’s other husband and wife team, Tun Win Aung and Wah Nu from Myanmar, who contributed photos of miniature recreations of their work studio. I heard they’re currently working with Osage Gallery for an exhibition next year.

(On another, note, I also heard that a retrospective on Italian fashion designer Valentino, which will be exhibited in Brisbane next year, will also land on our shores – courtesty of the Sentosa IR.)

Anyway, other works in The Mekong includes “updated” porcelain vases by Bui Cong Khanh.

 

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And, finally, a nice bookend to Nguyen-Hatsushiba’s work, these rattan installations by Sopheap Pich. The Cambodian artist had previously exhibited his rattan works at The Esplanade’s Concourse area. Mixing childhood memories of the Vietnamese incursion into his hometown. Small buffalos or pigs look in wonder or bafflement at these huge rattan structures that seemingly fall from the sky – alluding perhaps to bombs. It’s cute but at the same time, also surreal.

 

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Tomorrow: more works at the Queensland Art Gallery section. Plus some thoughts on North Korea and “big” art. 

 


6th Asia Pacific Triennial! Pix!

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It starts tomorrow morning. I had a sneak peek earlier today, although taking snapshots while rushing around and trying to corner curators and artists — succeeding with the former, failing miserably with the latter (Tracey Moffatt and Nara Yoshitomo, where have you guys been hiding!) – doesn’t make for a good viewing experience.

But I’ve got my gameplan set: a day for each of the two ginormous venues: the Gallery of Modern Art and the Queensland Art Gallery. But before that, some pics of the works at GOMA, beginning with one of the most talked about pieces — although don’t get your hopes up if you were expecting shock art – Kohei Nawa’s sculpture of a taxidermied elk embedded with glass bubbles.

 

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Hipster artists? Aforementioned Tracey Moffatt has two: a series of photographs titled Plantations and a video titled Other, the last in her series of short films that use snippets from various movies — this one features a lot of interracial smooching and hugging. I think she was also upset because the sound wasn’t working. That’s Australian High Commission’s and The Art Incubator manager Charmaine Toh watching. Apparently she was told to “model” three times by photographers for pictures.

 

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Nara Yoshitomo and graf worked on a couple of installations, including a van and another of a house for the kids’ section. There are a couple of houses. There’s also  Chen Qiulin’s Xinsheng Town — they actually transported a traditional wooden house taken from Sichuan, from an area affected by the construction of the Three Gorges Dam.

 

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Another common motif? Mushrooms. Actual ones and nuclear explosion ones. One of my early faves is Subodh Gupta’s Line of Control, a massive mushroom cloud made from household objects. Then there’s South Korean Ham Kyungah’s silk embroideries of the Nagasaki and Hiroshima mushroom clouds. Then Taiwanese Tsai Charwei worked on actual mushrooms — where she and assistants inscribe the Heart Sutra onto mushrooms, tofu and flowers (that’s not her in the photo, by the way).

 

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Tsai also did a quirky video piece inside the toilets, where she projected videos of hands washing right unto the basins.

 

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One of the highlights is a section on prints and paintings from an official art studio in North Korea. Oh, the delicious irony of First World Capitalist Running Dogs installing propaganda art!

 

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Zhu Weibing and Ji Wenyu’s People Holding Flowers.

 

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Shinji Ohmaki’s amazing installation — comprising of 120,000 strands of knotted thread that people can walk through. He said that if you tie the threads together, that’s about 400 km. Or from Tokyo to Osaka.

 

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Shirana Shahbazi’s huge-ass skull still lifes. And no diamonds used either!

 

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Here are some of Rudi Mantofani’s mutant guitar sculptures.

 

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Like Moffatt, Ho Tzu Nyen’s Zarathustra video encountered some glitches and it took a while to get the darn thing running. But quite good too. He describes it as something like his previous Earth but speeded up. I describe it as a philosophical zombie flick. Really. Got a hooded Zarathustra puking yellow liquid and being attacked by zombie-like characters. He said it’s going to play at LASALLE in February, although I’m not sure if it’s open to the public.

Another film of his, H The Happy Robot is like Wall*E. But made of cardboard. I’m kidding. Cute stuff for the kids section. It’s even playing inside a “theatre” made of cardboard. With cardboard chairs.

 

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Fellow Singaporean Cheo Chai-Hiang’s piece, Cash Converter, was installed in a wrong place, I thought. The Chinese character signages sort of just blends into the background near the GOMA entrance, and I’m not sure if the linguistic/visual play would work as effectively for an audience that can’t read Chinese as it would for an audience that does. I’ll go back and have another look tomorrow.

 

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Finally, because I couldn’t get a photo op with either Moffatt or Yoshitomo, I settled for one with this dude. Call me blur, but for a good 15 minutes or so, I actually thought it was a real guy. It’s one of Yang Shaobin’s sculptures.

 

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Agus Suwage’s tattoos and nude women!

I wonder how much Agus Suwage’s arms cost if it’s auctioned off.

 

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You see, according to a back issue of arts mag C Arts, he’s the third top artist in Southeast Asia, just below fellow Indonesians I Nyoman Masriadi and Rudi Mantofani.

If you go by the most expensive works sold at the auction block last year, that is. His Oh Plastik… Oh Daging (a silhouette of a man with cutesy little piggies floating around his head instead of sheep) sold for US$134,194.

Here, take a look again. Two tattoos based on one of his other works, playing with that whole Dante bit. He just got it three weeks ago.

 

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He said he’s got another one, a star, on his right thigh, which he did when he was 13 years old. But that’s off limits.

What’s not, however, for your viewing pleasure are his latest works at Singapore Tyler Print Institute.

Agus Suwage: Circle is his third one-man show in Singapore.

The prints are comprised mainly of central images of a nude woman surrounded by text taken from Indonesia’s Anti-Pornography Law (which was passed last year) and various other elements like numbers (signifying the different chapters in said law) and ubiquitous circles (either painted or cut out) over the woman’s genitalia.

The frame becomes a battleground of sorts between all those elements – in some works, the silhouette of the naked woman occupies the foreground and the text takes a backseat. In others, the text drips slowly over the woman’s image. In one, the text muscles its way and overcomes the body, now relegated to a faint image. The imposing and squeamish Law, fashioned from cotton paper pulp has written over the body. Oh dear. 

 

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That’s him between the woman’s legs, by the way, doing his version of Hear No Evil, See No Evil and Speak No Evil.

 This series of works have also got a pretty interesting back story from four years ago. You see, that nude woman in his artworks, model and fashion mag editor Izabel Jahja, also figured in a controversial work he did for the Jakarta Biennale in 2005.

Pink Swing Park, an installation room comprising a traditional pedicab and images of a man and a woman in the buff, became the centre of protest for the Front Pembela Islam, a Islamic fundamentalist group that well, didn’t take too kindly to all the nudity.

Add to that the fact that the guy model was a certain Indonesian TV star named Anjasmara – which also grabbed the attention of the tabloids and infotainment channels.

We’re not sure how big the TV star is, but well, imagine the hoopla if Christopher Lee and Fann Wong did the same thing.

Funny thing was, Agus didn’t pick the models. He got a friend photographer to choose.

Long story short, the exhibit was taken down after 10 days, fellow Biennale artists covered their works as a sign of solidarity, and Agus had to talk to the police and attend Parliamentary hearings.

Worse, he had to hold a press conference for the entertainment media. To explain what “art” and “installation” meant.

Oh, the horror.

Anyway, that’s the back story. The works speak for themselves. And while Agus Suwage: Circle can be seen as a commentary on, among other things, censorship and self-censorship, Agus said it’s a lighter take on the issue (although there’s slightly less humour in this compared to his other works).

Now about those tats…

(The show runs from Sep 26 to Oct 24 at STPI at Robertson Quay.)


Here’s to ambition!

Of the four works showcased at the ongoing President’s Young Talents at SAM 8Q, I must admit that the one I felt most ambivalent towards at first was Twardzik Ching Chor Leng’s installation Lifeblood.

Compared to the strange comfort of seeing yet another Donna Ong creation (her now familiar “style” of meticulously crafted and surreal installations), or the excitable curiousity one gets when poring through the texts and installations in Vertical Submarine’s whimsical excesses, or even while waiting for Felicia Low’s initially banal-looking project to just grow and take on a life of its own (as it has), my first impressions of Chor Leng’s work was that, as forceful a statement as the piece rests on, it was also a kind of dead end.

Lifeblood consists of two glass structures: a cube-like behemoth at the museum wing’s courtyard made from assembled aquariums, and a huge glass tube on the fourth floor. The two are connected by pipes through which water from the Singapore River continuously circulate. Right now, both structures have accumulated enough algae, all it needs are fish, some fishing rods and a couple of benches.

 

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Like the water that circulates in the work, Lifeblood seemed trapped in the hermetic ideas it has constructed for itself.

It has taken me four visits, but I take it all back. Lifeblood is a beautiful work. And it’s beautiful because, well, it’s a failure.

To be more precise, it’s what remains of an ambitious work that failed.

From what I understand, what we’re actually seeing is Lifeblood “Plan B”, the alternative to Chor Leng’s initial proposal that aimed to pump water directly from the river to SAM 8Q through a series of pipes.

In the video on the PYT website, the land artist says she envisioned the pipes as an “umbilical cord” that connects the river to the museum. Fittingly enough, images of paintings of river scenes by famous Singapore artists are flashed as she reveals her grand plan.

Unfortunately, the idea was scrapped due to budget constraints and the logistical nightmare of such an undertaking.

So here, instead, is a “compromise”.

It’s a compromise that’s more manageable and acceptable to all parties involved (although not without its bureaucratic headaches, as seen in the document compiling the back and forth email correspondence between the various statutory boards and the curator on how to transport water from the river via trucks – a process so tedious you’d think they were erecting a Great Wall.)

It’s also a compromise that makes your heart heavy with a lot of What Ifs.

I’m somewhat reminded of that other ambitious project four years ago, when Lim Tzay Chuen proposed bringing the Merlion to the Venice Biennale. The idea was shot down.

Like that particular project, absence is the work’s very presence in Lifeblood.  Although because there’s a “replacement” you can actually see, it takes a while to sidestep what’s in front of you.

But try and see it as I do. Instead of a pulsing artwork that traverses the streets from river to museum gallery, this particular Lifeblood’s journey — both via water and our imagination — is truncated.

Instead of coming to life, ambition becomes stillborn. (I can’t help but think of the fourth floor section with the glass cylinder glowing an eerie green in a dark room as something straight out of the X-Files.)

But it’s ambition nonetheless. And hey, isn’t this the kind of thing we should be cultivating?