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Issue Number 111
Artist,
Heal Thyself
Pulse: Art, Healing and Transformation
Curated by Jessica Morgan
August 7,
2003
©Charles
Giuliano
Charles Giuliano is a Boston
based artist, curator and critic. He is a
contributor to Nyartsmagazine, and the director
of exhibitions for The New England School of Art
& Design at Suffolk University. He is
represented by FLATFILES
photography GALLERY in Chicago.
Gretchen Bender and Bill T. Jones (US), Joseph
Beuys (Germany), Tania Bruguera
(Cuba), Lygia Clark (Brazil), Cai
Guo-Qiang (China/US), Felix Golzalez-Torres
(Cuba/US), Irene and Christine
Hohenbuchler (Austria), Leonilson (Brazil),
Wolfgang
Laib (Germany), David Medella (Phillipines/UK),
Ernesto Neto (Brazil), Hannah
Wilkie (US), Richard Yarde (US)
Catalogue, 127 pages, with essays by Morgan,
Jill Medvedow (introduction by ICA
director), Thierry Davila, Sander L.
Gilman, Sandra Alvarez de Toledo, Gwendolyn
DuBois Shaw, Stephanie Molinard and Emily
Moore
The Institute of Contemporary Art, Boston
May 14 through August 31
There
is some irony that I am writing about the
healing powers of art on such an
infamous date, August 7. It was on this
day that the United States dropped an atomic
bomb on the Japanese City of Hiroshima.
So, on the grim anniversary of unleashing
that most devastating force of human
destruction and suffering, it is daunting and
sobering to discuss the role of the
artist as shaman, therapist and healer.
It is not inappropriate to start with the notion
of war in a discussion of its opposite,
healing. This was precisely what informed
one of the two key figures in this exhibition,
the German artist, Joseph Beuys. There is
the familiar mythology and iconography of
his cathartic and traumatic
transformation from a soldier of the Third Reich
to a post
war artist/shaman/teacher. As the curator,
Jessica Morgan, points out in her essay for
this exhibition, Beuys attempted to give
back to the German people a sense of nature,
the land and mythology, the very elements
which had been appropriated by the satanic
propaganda of the Nazi regime. He achieved this
by performing new rituals
incorporating symbols and relics of his
own invention (felt, fat, honey). In that sense
he often riffed on some of the elements
of religion or the symbolism of devolved
politics and philosophy. Felt and fat, for
example, instead of bread and wine, the
crucifix, or swastika.
For Beuys, arguably, his central concern was to
make himself whole after his and his
nation’s participation in war and
Holocaust, and through the rituals, objects and
performances of his work, to change
others, individually, as groups, and, nation.
This has been
described as, "social sculpture," which evolved
beyond the received idea of
"sculpture" as a physical object to "sculpture"
as having a non physical, ephemeral
aspect as a lecture, action or ritual.
The art of Beuys is in fact more like the
artifact or relic that results from or signifies
this activity. Often this took the form
of multiples, several of which, rather
arbitrarily, have been
borrowed for this exhibition from the collection
of the nearby Busch
Reisinger Museum at Harvard University.
This reveals a fundamental flaw and weakness in
an otherwise thoughtful and
provocative, but not consistently clear,
project by Morgan. The focus of the exhibition,
which is clarified by her essay, is to
look at the work of Beuys and his contemporary,
the Brazilian artist, Lygia Clark, (1920-1988).
To examine the similarities and
differences in there performance oriented
work. They were born within a year and
continents apart. Beuys was born in 1921
and died in 1986. Morgan points out that
Beuys was formed by the experience of war
while Clark lived on and off in Paris to
avoid the Militarism of her native
Brazil. She also touches on but
does not deeply
explore the gender differences. Beuys may easily
be regarded as manly if not macho in
some sense. She references a tentative
argument for Clark as feminist by not seeking
the kind of mass audience, obsessive
documentation, and artifact making of Beuys.
Her works were often personal and
interactive with as few as a single individual.
Morgan argues that Clark was more of a
facilitator, allowing others to have unique
sensory experiences with her special
masks and jump suits, rather than being,
herself, the focus of
attention.
In the art of Beuys, he was always the center of
the activity that others reacted to as
audience or individual student. Clark
focused on guiding others to have their own
experiences and insights. Beuys may be
characterized as a teacher or priest where
Clark may be viewed as therapist and
mediator.
What is problematic in this exhibition is that
while Beuys and Clark are the focus of her
thesis, Beuys is familiar to the educated
viewer, but Clark is only now becoming more
widely known. A table with several of the
masks and hoods by Clark, as well as some
wall text and an accompanying video,
serves as a skimpy introduction to what is
emerging as a key artist of her
generation.
My first exposure to Lygia Clark was provided by
the documenta X of the French
curator, Catherine David. In that large
and problematic exhibition, which was a first on
that scale to reach beyond a focus on
American and European art, there was little
context for the work. But I recall being
intrigued by the costumes and masks and
wondering about what they meant and how
they were used. They popped up again in
the Century City exhibition of Tate
Modern a couple of years ago with a gallery
focused on the remarkable developments of
Rio de Janeiro in the 1970s. More of this
work was featured in the sprawling Brazil
show at the Guggenheim. Subsequently, the
work of Clark and her peers have been
more and more incorporated into the fabric of
contemporary art exhibitions.
One of the unique pleasures of this exhibition
was the inclusion of a 37-minute video of
the legendary, 1974, Beuys piece, Coyote:
I Like New York and New York Likes Me.
It is familiar to any student of
contemporary art history through a series of
still photographs of
the three day event in which the artist
cohabited with a coyote in a
caged off area of the Rene Block Gallery in New
York. There is a mythology of that
piece that this video both confirms and
debunks.
For one thing, that ferocious wild beast, the
coyote, is skittish and scrappy, but rather
like a small and untamed German shepherd.
The animal did indeed tear off parts of the
felt blanket that the artist wrapped
himself in, but Beuys never seemed to be
threatened, or in any real danger.
The video actually helped me to understand the
hanging piece of mutilated felt, an
artifact of the performance, in the
collection of the Beauborg. Here we see Beuys
arriving swaddled and incognito by
ambulance from Kennedy Airport to Soho. It
reminds me of Goethe riding through the
Alps with the shades of his carriage drawn so
as not to be influenced by those views while on
his way to sublime Italy.
Inside the cage set up in the gallery, something
to which Beuys apparently objected, he
started by tossing food to the animal. We
view them taking the measure of each other.
Then Beuys introduced such elements as
stacks of newspapers, which the coyote
clawed at and pissed on. Beuys also
played a triangle, used a flashlight, and
periodically tossed the animal his
gloves. In a curious ritual, Beuys wrapped
himself in the felt
blanket bending over with a cane sticking out. I
had always assumed that the
cane was used as protection but that does
not appear to have been the case. Hidden
from the animal’s view by the felt robe, the
coyote was provoked to attack. Pieces of
the felt robe were bitten and pulled off
until the animal appeared to be bored with this
activity.
The artist and wild animal appear to have come
to some mutual understanding, the
point of the exercise, when they parted
company. Beuys was then rewrapped or
mummified and taken by ambulance back to
the airport. So much for and about
America. While only a handful of people
actually witnessed this performance by now it
is legendary. It was typical of Beuys to provide
such thorough documentation for a
seemingly ephemeral performance.
Having established the thesis of Beuys and Clark
as key to the exhibition, a point that
will escape most viewers, how then does
the work of the remaining artists’ flesh out
this theme. Well, mixed. There is work
where the connection is strong and obvious as
well as examples that are more oblique.
Much of the work, for example, is situated in
the idea of artist responses to their own
illness. Or the illness and epidemic that
inflicts others. There are two large self
portrait photographs
by Hannah Wilkie as well as some of the art made
from artifacts of her
treatment, such as hair loss. This is readily
familiar and harrowing work. Less well
know is work by Massachusetts artist,
Richard Yarde, circles of hand prints and
markings made in response to a
debilitating illness.
Sophisticated viewers will readily identify the
thick swath of silver wrapped hard
candies by Feliz Gonzalez-Torres. I knew
enough to take one and pop it in my mouth
to suck on without being told or invited.
I also took off my shoes and walked over the
stone path, in decreasing circumference, by Cai
Guo-Qiang. It was about reflexology
and pressure points in the feet. But it
hurt like hell and I jumped off the path before
completing its distance. Oh ye of little
faith. I also passed up the chance to buy a
healing drink from his nearby vending
machine. Most of that herbal medicine doesn’t
taste very good though its supposed to be good
for you.
I opted not to sew anything from my pockets,
like a dollar bill, as I was invited to, by
the interactive work of David Medalla.
Clearly a lot of folks did and I looked at this
seemingly random selection of stitched
stuff. I did sorta stick my hands into the big
stuffed sculptures by Ernesto Nesto. It
was ok I guess but it didn’t make me feel all
warm and fuzzy inside. Morgan’s essay
points out that his work is most directly
connected to and influenced by Clark but
I only learned that later. It was kind of nice
to see a piece, The Rice Meals, by the
much-touted German artist, Wolfgang Laib.
There were a number of metal plates set
up in a row each with rice except one with a
small pile of hazelnut pollen. I had read
a lot about the work but this was my first
direct exposure to it.
The Bill T. Jones video wasn’t
functioning so there is nothing to
say about that.
Thinking about the show later it seems that
there are a lot of artists who might have
been appropriate. What, for example, does
Morgan think of the Vienna Actionists,
particularly Hermann Nitsch, and his
rituals in relation to those of Beuys and Clark
who are of the same post war era. Or the
work of Chen Zhen who was the subject of
an insightful ICA show earlier this season. His
work focused largely on the same
issues. Because they had recently
explored it in depth did they opt not to include
it here?
So, there is a lot to think
about. Thanks Jessica.
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