So Venice was where and how I left it. I'm always surprised and stunned by it. A truly amazing vibrant place, when you are there you continue to ask how can it exist? When you are gone you ask will it be there next time? And then there was the art. After 4 days at the Biennale looking, listening, and smelling art one is left with a lot to think about. One thing is that it becomes increasingly clear why authoritarian regimes and police states try to silence art and culture - (this includes the present UK government). The arts repeatedly speak truth to power, pointing out the governments distain for any opposition to their self-interested greed. Colonialism, representation, hierarchical thinking, craft skills. Every two years my art education is expanded, along with inspiration for the teaching I do. There is so much to mention but some stand out moments include Julien Creuzet’s extraordinary films and textile pieces in the French Pavilion. The oddly compelling opera by Wael Shawky in the Egyptian pavilion. The image of a young dead man created by using their own blood by Theresa Margolles. The haunting organ pipes held in a forest of scaffolding in the Italian Pavilion, the delicate blown glass of Michael Joo in the Korean Pavilion that celebrated their involvement in the Biennale. The beautifully slight interplay of fruit and water power generated sound, in the Japanese Pavilion. The glorious, excess of the German Pavilion. The stoic, thoughtful professionalism displayed in John Akomfrah’s work in the British Pavilion. Giant puppets displayed unconventionally with a drumming soundtrack in the Belgium Pavilion. A truly sensual dance for two people and a conjoined shirt by Kang Seung Lee. Other dance pieces one by Isaac Chong Wai about falling and a work exploring queer histories by Ahmed Umar were mesmerizing. The beautiful dialogue between Tintoretto and dyed cloth in Uruguay Pavilion by Eduardo Cardozo. The use of repetitive mark making, weaving and knit to celebrate cultures otherwise underrepresented was everywhere. Away from the Biennale the extraordinary show by Pierre Huyghe at the Punta della Dogana is full of wait-what-how moments. He has to be one of the most interesting artists making highly relevant work at the moment. The video Untitled (Human Mask) of the monkey/human abandoned in a deserted town has to be seen to be believed and let's not forget a crab 'wearing' Brancusi's head in a fish tank with floating rocks. Then there was the joining in of the mass celebration with football fans on Sunday night after their win - flares, fireworks, drums, giant flags, chanting, megaphones, utter madness. Getting boats in the dark out to Saint Helena just because you can, and of course the boat taxi from the airport channelling James Bond, quite possibly the coolest journey I ever make. The food..........can't wait to return.
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Showing posts with label Venice Biennale. Show all posts
Wednesday, 5 June 2024
veniceisstillthereasever
So Venice was where and how I left it. I'm always surprised and stunned by it. A truly amazing vibrant place, when you are there you continue to ask how can it exist? When you are gone you ask will it be there next time? And then there was the art. After 4 days at the Biennale looking, listening, and smelling art one is left with a lot to think about. One thing is that it becomes increasingly clear why authoritarian regimes and police states try to silence art and culture - (this includes the present UK government). The arts repeatedly speak truth to power, pointing out the governments distain for any opposition to their self-interested greed. Colonialism, representation, hierarchical thinking, craft skills. Every two years my art education is expanded, along with inspiration for the teaching I do. There is so much to mention but some stand out moments include Julien Creuzet’s extraordinary films and textile pieces in the French Pavilion. The oddly compelling opera by Wael Shawky in the Egyptian pavilion. The image of a young dead man created by using their own blood by Theresa Margolles. The haunting organ pipes held in a forest of scaffolding in the Italian Pavilion, the delicate blown glass of Michael Joo in the Korean Pavilion that celebrated their involvement in the Biennale. The beautifully slight interplay of fruit and water power generated sound, in the Japanese Pavilion. The glorious, excess of the German Pavilion. The stoic, thoughtful professionalism displayed in John Akomfrah’s work in the British Pavilion. Giant puppets displayed unconventionally with a drumming soundtrack in the Belgium Pavilion. A truly sensual dance for two people and a conjoined shirt by Kang Seung Lee. Other dance pieces one by Isaac Chong Wai about falling and a work exploring queer histories by Ahmed Umar were mesmerizing. The beautiful dialogue between Tintoretto and dyed cloth in Uruguay Pavilion by Eduardo Cardozo. The use of repetitive mark making, weaving and knit to celebrate cultures otherwise underrepresented was everywhere. Away from the Biennale the extraordinary show by Pierre Huyghe at the Punta della Dogana is full of wait-what-how moments. He has to be one of the most interesting artists making highly relevant work at the moment. The video Untitled (Human Mask) of the monkey/human abandoned in a deserted town has to be seen to be believed and let's not forget a crab 'wearing' Brancusi's head in a fish tank with floating rocks. Then there was the joining in of the mass celebration with football fans on Sunday night after their win - flares, fireworks, drums, giant flags, chanting, megaphones, utter madness. Getting boats in the dark out to Saint Helena just because you can, and of course the boat taxi from the airport channelling James Bond, quite possibly the coolest journey I ever make. The food..........can't wait to return.
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Thursday, 14 July 2022
magicalspaces
So Venice Biennale was, as ever most excellent. I can never get over the fact that Venice is there just as I left it.... Where to start - it all begins when you get on the water taxi from the airport, arriving in this exciting way to the magical space of Venice is my favourite journey ever. Entering the canals from the choppy waters through the fortified external wall of the city and emerging in the Grand Canal is truly wondrous. Between then and getting back to the airport the time was spent with 3 days of art with time for eating and drinking after hard core experiencing. So much to say but highlights of the National pavilions for me were Marco Fusinato in the Australian just gloriously brutal. Yunchul Kim in the Korean space was awe inspiring art informed by science. The main exhibition had some beautiful paintings by Chiara Enzo and The Sex Robot video of Sidel Meineche Hansen had images of which will stay in my head for a long time. The monumental industrial narrative that was created for the Italian space was reminiscent of childhood wanderings through abandoned factories. Day two at the Arsenale is always a marathon, like joining 4 or 5 Tate's together. The historical work’s highlights were the medical models of Aletta Jacobs and Anna Coleman Ladd. The curated section had some gems that I am still thinking about – to name a few the graphic images of Beklis Ayon, Egle Budvytyte’s video exploring our relationship to the environment, the startling paintings of Felipe Baeza and Pinaree Sanpitak, the smell of Delicy Morelos’s soil installation, Sheroanawe Hakihiiwe’s striking prints, the disturbing video by Zheng Bo with men and the forest, the giant symbols by Solange Pessoa, Joanna Piotrowska’s seemingly domestic yes other photographs, Carolyn Lazard’s reimagining of objects, Luyang’s animated future, dogs on the loose in the video of Janis Rafa, the haunting video by Diego Marcon, and there is always Barbara Kruger. There was so much textile activity on display, a way for the artists to talk of globalization, capitalism, workers’ rights, and sexual politics among other issues. The Philippines had some excellent ikat weaving alongside sound pieces, resembling the noise of the looms the work was made on. Day three is about collateral events, which gives you the opportunity to walk through the city between extraordinary venues which is always wonderful. I can’t wait till the next time.
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Tuesday, 2 July 2019
justwhereileftit
Venice felt like it was just where I left it -
returning again for the Biennale and 3 intense days of 'art looking' the
anticipation is huge but this year was one of the best in terms of the work.
The heat meant lots of stops for reflection and refreshment which makes it a
richer experience. The Pavilions were strong with some real standouts - Latvia,
Australia, Nordic, Poland and Japan will stay with me for a long time. The curated
show in the Arsenale was stunning - I felt held by the thinking behind the
works, wonderful links were made between the incredible artworks all presented within
a wooden structure that allowed for space and showed the work off really well.
a quick review of it all starting with the national pavilions ........Swiss -
film backwards is always good - Venezuela - Facebook masks - Russia -
mechanical son - Japan - ethereal mystic egg - Korea- dancers out of place -
German - constructed rocks - Canada - Inuit issues - England- artschool
meaningful tropes - France - trippy boho - check/Slovak - old school geometry-
Uruguay - scattered moments - Australia - power behind and in front - Nordic-
organic digital - Denmark - sci-fi death - America - tasteful americana -
Hungary photographing imagined cameras - Israel - medicalisation of abuse -
Brazil - dance dance dance - Austria - old fashioned porno - Serbia - 1982
again - Egypt - I once saw a picture of Egyptian stuff so I made some stuff -
Poland - total mind fuck - Romania - unfinished who cares - Greece - what - Holland
- measuring sticks - Finland - growing simplicity - Belgium - mechanical folk
weirdness - Spain - unseen spaces between - Lithuania- sublime beach opera -
Albania - sci-fi chrome dystopia - Antigua - carnival explained - Azerbaijan -
truth lies - Bosnia - possible possibilities - China - water and disturbing
morf - Croatia - beautiful background images of desolation - Georgia - taps
water and meaningless bathrooms - India - Gandhi is important - Ireland - some
materials - Italy - annoying maze - Kosovo - incredible stories told incredibly
- Latvia - colourful materials - Luxembourg - a wall of wet books - Madagascar
- tissue layers like mountains - Peru - uncomfortable images of lady bugs -
Philippines - standing on glass for Instagram - Wales - disparate objects still
disparate - Saudi Arabia - lots and lots and lots of seed pods - Singapore -
stunning folded graphic scores for recorders - Slovenia - military tracking -
Ukraine - wonderful shadow idea - UAE - a narrative can have 2 sides - Hong
Kong - delicate balanced craft - Zimbabwe - yet more disagreements - Individual
artists who had work in the Arsenale and stood out included the war film of Christian Marclay - Tavares Stachan’s neon skeleton - I saw
Ed Atkins at Cabinet last year but
it was good to revisit - Liu Wei’s
shaking windows of protest - the slow comic burn of Alex Da Corte and his disturbing videos - the data overload of Ryoki Ikeda - the sad disturbing walls
of Rula Halawani - gorgeous calm
dancing weaves of Suki Seokyeong Kang
- Christine and Margaret Wertheim’s
crochet coral - Jon Rafmans
disturbing dystopia vision of something or someplace - the quiet rebellious
work of Frida Orupabo - liminal
power abused by the military exposed by Lawrence
Abu Hamadan - the extraordinary commentary of a black experience through BLKNEWS
by Kahlil Joseph, the staged
photography of Stan Douglas - the
whipping chair and blood machine of Sun
Yuan & Peng Yu - playful Tarek
Atoui playing ceramics - Collateral Events included The Death of James Lee
Byars - lots of gold leaf - Future Generation Art Prize, which had the mind and
body twisted work by Jakob Steensen,
quite possibly the most disorientating VR I’ve experienced - FutuaRoma had a stunningly
thoughtful animation and free wild seeds - the oppressive 3x3x6 looked at
ownership of data - Living Rocks was an incredibly precise 20m projection, From
image to shape presented the intriguing Arte povera work of Pino Pascali and ending the 'art
looking' at the glorious Punta Della Dogana for the superbly curated Luogo e
Segni show of very special work in a very special space - I just love the
concrete of Tao Dao so - until
2021 - already looking forward to it.
Labels:
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Friday, 5 April 2019
lookingforwardandorganising
today is a busy
day of organising - work for a show in Wyoming, fabric for new shirts to be
made and materials for tomorrows making day at OCA - a kind of observed
together yet apart day of art studio practice - wonderfully engaging. I have
been buying 'interesting' fabric and getting shirts made - some examples. Beginning to get excited about a few
events coming up - in the short term tonight its Russell Maliphant's Silent Lines at the Dance House in Ipswich.
Later - its Latitude which has become a little main stream so it's only its
location - literally 8 miles from my house which makes it almost rude not to
go...wandering into Underworld outside late at night has got to be okay. On the
longest day there is First light in
Lowestoft a FREE 24hr non-stop, beach festival https:// firstlightlowestoft.com
Its the year of Venice Biennale which
is always awesome - the title May you live in interesting times
feels like a threat! the excitement is bursting, especially as Jimmie Durham
has been awarded the Golden Lion - his smashing objects video is hilariously disturbingly sad https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5SOj9vumZOY
I can almost taste the Aperol Spritz and feel
the warmth of the sun after a long day of 'art looking'. In terms of
screens the Beautiful yet chaotic Marwen
is worth a watch https://www.imdb.com/title/tt3289724/
The new series remake of Hannah
seems unnecessary. Glass was a
little disjointed to keep up and in the end I ceased to care but Samuel Jackson
wears a great suit!
Got to go to the new Escape Room in Saxmundham, Suffolk - surrounded
by wondrous airstream land yachts that you can stay in https://www.suffolkescaperoom.co.uk/
based on a WW2 theme - my first time in
one - it was interesting/intriguing with clues everywhere - we got out but
maybe a little bit of luck helped.
Labels:
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escape room,
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OCA,
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Tuesday, 4 July 2017
itsanationalisticdicktatorship.....maybe
a system for mass producing life-size Christ's made of
mould, raining inside a building, a football sized reflection of a factory, a
room of wool, an alternative history of Alien human interaction, truly huge
projections in post industrial settings, questioning of questionable person aesthetics
and national values, giant statements in Nationalistic settings - it must be Venice Biennale... as Christine Macel states in
the catalogue 'art bears witness to the most precious part of what makes us human
at a point when humanism is precisely jeopardised, art is the ultimate ground
for reflection'. four days in Venice going to the Biennale exhibition gives one
a real sense that artist are doing their job, observing, pointing out, calling
to order and celebrating what it is to be human. The highlight was the 2 hour
performance in the German Pavilion by Anne
Imhof. It was stunning, challenging and thoughtful,
the room divided in such a way allowed performers to move under the audience,
performing tasks while we observed and always out of control. Then there was
the Spanish Pavilion which celebrated nomadic culture through a group that
supports their rights - the idea of a DICKtatorship and the COCKocracy of our
lives was wonderful. Most Nations pavilions looked at where we are now and if
felt that those that didn't missed out on the opportunity to actually say
something.
the whole Arsenale space felt highly curated and as an
audience member one was taken on an excellent journey. Some of the work that
sticks is .....Shimabukn's Snow Monkey video which comments on isolation and dislocation from
what we understand, Guan Xiao's David asks do we know anything anymore? Kader Attia moving and
physical representation of transgender voice pattern through Indian movies.
There is lots of what could be described as cultural appropriation but the work
of Enrique Ramirez felt genuine and heartfelt but then it was filmed in an
extraordinary space. lots of artists working with the book and showing their
working process Sam Lewitt's work with light as books was an example of both, Jeremy Shaw explore
states of transgender the moving documentary got to the heart of searching for
meaning but constantly failing.....mournful, Pauline Curnier Jardin gave me my laugh out
loud moment - in her film a woman lifts her skirt to reveal the head of Jesus
talking to her from within her pubic hair, at first the cute video by Nevin Aladag of instruments
being played by street furniture and children's playground rides was fun and
frivolous but the absence of musicians started to take on a sinister tone. There
is some excellent Book Art from around the world included in the main
exhibition in the Arsenale - starting with a great show of work by John Latham, the obsessive notebooks of Abdullah Al Saadi, exquisite
paintings of books by Liu Ye, glowing coloured books by Geng Jianyi, the truly gorgeous textile
books of Maria Lai,
the stunning research project around the idea of book as symbol by Sam Lewit , the solid earth books by Michelle Stuart and the
obsessive text works of Irma Blank
2 days seeing collateral pavilions around Venice and I'm
left with thoughts of the Welsh and Scottish Pavilions spinning in my head.
Already a fan of Rachael Maclean but her video was gloriously blunt to the point of obvious
when creating a fairytale for our time with good and evil well in their place. James Richards representing
Wales has a combination of sound, video and print that worked so well in the
space and with great content it was just beautiful.
then there was Damien
Hirst at Punta Della Dogana and Palazzo Grassi - Treasures from the Wreck of the Unbelievable
Damien Hirst - excessive, unnecessary, brash and overbearing but truly wonderful. The whole
pointless show has clues if you look for them armed with a little bit of pop
culture knowledge - an Egyptian goddess revealed itself through its tattoos to
be Riannon, the likeness to Farrell Williams on another is startling, bodies based
on Barbie, one of the weapons has to be out of a video game and I'm sure John
Merrick was the model for Proteus - it is truly excessive - go see. I wish
there was a book revealing all the hidden stories - I would buy.
Wednesday, 22 June 2016
joiningandmakingsense
decided to join instagram - https://www.instagram.com/les1bicknell/
it will be a documentation on my everyday activity that supports practice.
my instagram profile image is me dealing with and being dealt by the wonderful Alfedo
Jaar http://www.alfredojaar.net/main.html
piece at MOMA - Lament of the images http://www.moma.org/collection/works/138623?locale=en
I first saw it at The Tate in another iteration and then went to see it on my
last two trips to New York making the pilgrimage to be altered. His work for the Chile Pavillion at the Venice Biennale was extraordinary you had to really be there to get the full experience, comming across it - but check out https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jFuAzBEOcMI
some films this
week - The 100 year old man who climbed out of the window and disappeared http://www.imdb.com/title/tt2113681/
a wonderful funny life affirming experience - in so many ways a better Forest
Gump! Parallels - http://www.imdb.com/title/tt3479316/?ref_=nv_sr_1
nice idea but more of a tv series pilot as so many issues are either initiated
in the last 5 minutes or left as cliff hangs Dear
white people - http://www.imdb.com/title/tt2235108/?ref_=rvi_tt
a quietly scathing look at racism and our role in it. the Aldeburgh festival
threw up Tamsin Waley-Cohen on violin and James Baillieu on piano - a front row
seat means that you really get the sense that playing an instrument is an
endurance sport. the Debussy and Elgar were discordant and challenging - speaking
of death, destruction and the context that they were created in - the new piece
by Freya Waley-Cohen with its loops and forceful architecture was an
interesting counter balance and gave space to consider our location. Looking
forward to the pump house on Friday - The wild man of Orford a piece based on
'actual' legend http://myths.e2bn.org/mythsandlegends/origins63-the-wild-man-of-orford.html
and maybe stay to watch Dead Rat
Orchestra playing salt, sawdust and 200 shards of micro-tuned steel. Turn the
page book fair is this weekend in Norwich http://turnthepage.org.uk/
its great to see so many people who are connected to the MA Book Arts Course at
Camberwell attending - we have a stand this year - and I see that Rosie Sherwood will launch her new
poetry book and art installation 'The Ellentree' as well as Karen Apps
having her own stand - come along - it will be interesting as the
selection panel - Sarah Bodman, Su Blackwell and Jules Allen bring a wealth of
knowledge to their position as selectors.
Saturday, 19 September 2015
headexplodinginveniceasever
So on the plane back from Venice - the Biennale was wondrous as ever with the Arsenale a more focused experience. I have a new set of images that
will furnish new presentations at NUA and Camberwell. My head is full of images
and moments that will keep me thinking for some time - the pavilion covered in
tyres, the rebuilding of a familiar space as an interventionist minimal
architectural event, Canada's 'shop', the sci-fi image of future space
possibilities, being held hostage in a virtual reality studio, the violence of
the South African pavilion leading to the idea of Goya making work from edited
found CCTV footage of fighting and sexual activity in clubs, the many themes of
oppression explored including the lost hope of the environment and private
homosexual acts made public, a giant Russian fighter pilots head, terrorist
breast feeding, hope in Latvian garages, a choir of engine noises in a novelty
fun ride, a sad fair ride, Dellar's 'factory records' jukebox, the idea of
flowers silently witnessing massive socio-political events, a room of
staircases, windows of rain, a factory workers 'opera' in Beijing, a room of
corn, the negative space of an imaginary building, an anchor the size of a car
embedded in broken sheet glass, a room of shredded money, a room of blue sand,
the loss of people and their languages, a room of dirt, flags their meaning
obscured, crafts used to say 'something', a room of broken glass, games without
rules, a book of photographic memories I tore open, the Olympic torch running
in a Brazilian prison, a naked red woman dancing in an office, a bullet caught,
a room of knives, mapping connections, documenting hope, Umberto Eco seeking
out a book from a book lined labyrinth and getting me to think about memory -
what is a list?
But my highlights have to be 5 film pieces all embedded within
installations. Martyr construction by Theaster Gates https://m.youtube.com/watch?v= OaIp3-n58tY destruction, desecration and hope, the
silence of existing systems watching helplessly while new beginnings from the
past are reenacted. Factory of the Sun by Hito Steyerl https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FyqqiELBDZM
set within a 'virtual motion capture studio' itself shown in a motion
capture studio it stunningly explores notions of truth that supports and
surrounds our understanding of the world. Ashes by Steve McQueen https://m.youtube.com/watch?v= DFIn5d69VXE just tragically sad - reading about
its conception helps a little, NoNoseKnows by Mika Rottenberg https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8M9CFHk8P-Q
my WTF moment - work undertaken by women, natural order undermined by
capitalist pointlessness, truly odd and finally the haunting Never Say Goodbye
by WuTien-Chang https://m.youtube.com/watch?v= 1arIe9iKlAs beautiful, magic, the presentation of
a nostalgic future.
Monday, 12 August 2013
thinkimngandbreathingartinvenice
abstract speaking - sharing uncertainty and collective
Thierry De Cordier and Richard Serra
Danh Vo
Israeli Pavilion
Odires MlászhoThierry De Cordier and Richard Serra
Danh Vo
Turkish Pavilion
Four days
at the Venice Biennale and as ever one could be there longer as there is so
much to see. I managed to get to more collateral events this time as well as
the two main sights. Where to start... I am still reeling as I then went onto
Lake Garda for a break and read and read and read – but more of that later. The
international aspect of the experience is so excellent, giving the opportunity to
see work that is not usually accessible, especially from South America, Asia,
Africa and Arabic countries. Politics is
always on the surface obviously, especially as many of the established pavilions
have a national flag outside. The Israeli Pavilion was an extraordinary comment
on land, ownership, sense of self and place. It was also quite exceptional in
its storytelling, how the narrative of the idea was experienced. There was a lot of‘re-organising’ or
re-building pavilions alongside the presentation of process as outcome. Some other highlights were – the book
structures in the Brazilian Pavilion
by Odires Mlászho, the whole feel of the Dutch Pavilion - Mark Manders, Room
with Broken Sentence, the madness of the Spanish Pavillion by Lara Almarcegui and the wisdom of the
Japanese Pavilion - abstract speaking
- sharing uncertainty and collective acts which had wonderful answers for
questions we are going to have to ask in the future. The
Central Pavilion has so much to offer – one example is the beautiful
relationship created between the paintings of Thierry De Cordier and the surface
of the sculptures of Richard Serra
The work
in the Arsenale was focused on the theme of the whole Biennale – The Encyclopedic
Palace, and is a full on mental experience with excellent thoughtful work at
every step and turn. Looking back at my photographs I realise that I have taken
more images of National Pavilions at the end of huge building. The Lebanon
Pavilion is an extraordinary narrative in print and film, the mesmerising films
in the Turkish Pavilion and the Latvian Pavilion is such a magnificent
revelation which you have to wait for.
Monday, 29 July 2013
researchlifeandwork
Life at the moment is cluttered with unpicking and rebinding - but found time last week to research the Venice Biennale – working
out which of the many collateral events away from the main sights I’m going to
get to and looking at how to get to the exhibition at Palazzo Grassi – a space
that I’ve never managed to get into but if its anything like its sister space Punta
della Dogana which always has excellent shows within an awesome space it should
be good.
Meanwhile celebrating difference on youtube!
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