Official / Unofficial
Sunday, 20 October 2013
Oil Change: Revisiting Richard Wilson's '20:50'
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| Richard Wilson, '20:50', Sump Oil & Stainless Steel, (Site Specific Installation), 1987 |
I accompanied some
GCSE students from the school I work at on a trip to the Saatchi Gallery in
London the other day. Whatever one may
think of its patron, (and his influence over the art market), The Saatchi has become a significant feature in the contemporary art landscape, and it was the first time I had visited its
current home in the Duke of York’s old HQ on King’s Road.
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| Richard Wilson, '20:50', Sump Oil & Stainless Steel (Site Specific Installation), 1987 |
I won’t pretend I
was particularly captivated by the main exhibition on display, (a mixed show
entitled ‘Paper’), although I hope
the students got more from it than I did.
However, it was interesting to see the extensive, well-lit galleries
and especially pleasing to see Richard Wilson’s famous site-specific
installation '20:50’ in its current home
in the basement.
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| Richard Wilson, '20:50', Sump Oil & Stainless Steel (Site Specific Installation), 1987 |
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| Richard Wilson, '20:50', Sump Oil & Stainless Steel (Site Specific Installation), 1987 |
For anyone who
doesn’t already know, '20:50’ is
created by tanking the entirety of whichever space it occupies with sheet steel,
and flooding it with used, sump oil. The
illusion is of a deep lake of oil, although I understand the actual tank is elevated and much shallower than one is led to assume. A
steel walkway extends partially into the room placing the oily surface at about
waist level, (and reinforcing the illusion of depth), although access to this is
restricted.
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| Richard Wilson, '20:50', Sump Oil & Stainless Steel (Site Specific Installation), 1987 |
Far stiller than
water could ever be, the viscous, black oil creates a vast, impassive mirror
that creates a genuine sense of perceptual ambiguity. It’s a completely alien situation unlike any
other one might witness, with its strangeness further enhanced by the heavy
aroma emanating from the oil. I was intrigued
by it in its previous, interim incarnation at County Hall but it works much
better in the new gallery. Surrounded by
off-white walls and dynamically accented by vertical supporting pillars, it is
beautifully illuminated by a mix of ceiling light panels and daylight emitting
windows to create a minimal environment suffused with shimmering atmosphere.
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| Richard Wilson, '20:50', Sump Oil & Stainless Steel (Site Specific Installation), 1887 |
’20:50’ is one of those grand artistic statements that might mean anything or
nothing to the viewer. It might evoke
thoughts and feelings about eternity, infinity, impassivity, reflectivity,
unknowable depth, ‘the void’, spatial ambiguity, immersion or pretty much
whatever profound associations one wants it to.
It might equally speak of materiality and there’s also something vaguely
disquieting about the idea of so much essentially toxic fluid gathered together
in one place. Such large-scale open-endedness
can result in spectacular empty gestures, (something Anish Kapoor’s work often
suffers from these days), but I think ‘20:50’
avoids that somehow. First exhibited in 1987,
Wilson’s oil appears to have found its true level in Chelsea and to have
outlived its initial impact to become a work of lasting resonance.
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| Richard Wilson, '20:50', Sump Oil & Stainless Steel (Site Specific Installation), 1987 |
‘Paper’ continues at Saatchi Gallery, Duke of York’s HQ, King’s Road, London,
SW3 4RY until 5 November 2013. ’20:50’ is there for the foreseeable
future, (I imagine).
Monday, 14 October 2013
Goosey Goosey Gander
Wednesday, 9 October 2013
Bradley Garrett: "Explore Everything' / Terminological Amendment
As I’ve routinely
outlined, much of the source material from my artwork, (both visually and
conceptually), comes from my wanderings around various cities with a
camera. It’s an ongoing activity that I
try, perhaps rather grandly, to ally with the respective spirits of
Psychogeography, Flâneurism or The Situationist Dérive. In reality, it may be no more than the
routine search for environmental/contextual stimulus that could be expected of
any artist, but I hope there are certain attitudes of mind brought to my
excursions that ally them, at least partially, with those theoretical
traditions.
Whether carried
out on foot, by bike or car, or indeed any other available transport means,
I’ve been in the habit of referring to all this as ‘Urban Exploration’. However, last month I read an article,
leading in turn to a little further online research, which makes me think I
should adopt a different term for my activities.
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| Robert Macfarlane's Own Hero Shot. Photo: Bradley Garrett |
The article,
written by Robert Macfarlane for The Guardian [1.], was essentially a promo for a recently published
book by American hipster academic and urban adventurer, Bradley Garrett. Garrett’s book, ‘Explore Everything: Placehacking The City’ [2.], is the culmination of his own PhD
studies and participation in what others were calling Urban Exploration long
before I ever adopted the label. In this
context, we’re talking about those intrepid, adrenalised trespassers who mount
planned incursions into abandoned industrial ruins, drainage and transport
systems, construction sites, disused military installations and any secret
place where access or free passage are restricted. I was well aware of the phenomenon, but
hadn’t appreciated just how widespread, (indeed global), an activity it had
become. In the article, Macfarlane even
goes beyond the normal scope of a book reviewer by allowing Garrett and his
associates to conduct him in a little underground expedition of his own.
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| Photo: Bradley Garrett |
There’s a fairly
obvious extreme or street sports aspect to all this and not a little of the high-fiving
and whooping rad-dudery that often characterise those worlds, (although it’s
clearly not an entirely male culture).
Many ‘Urbex’ trespasses take place in filthy, dark, dangerous and
physically demanding locations and the macho skills of spelunking, climbing,
orienteering and sprinting, (to evade security), can all be called upon. Experience, research and careful pre-planning
are essential. Injury and possible
long-term ill health are obvious risks and there have been occasional
deaths.
However, behind
the hardcore bravado are a number of intriguing theoretical or psychological
impulses behind these attempts to hack or subvert the highly prescribed/proscribed
urban environments most of us now inhabit.
There is an implied testing of how much freedom of movement remains to
the average citizen and also of the tricky issues around private and official control
of once public spaces. ‘Urbexers’ pose
an overt challenge to the boundaries between legal and civil trespass and the (often
unexplained) presumption of secrecy that pertains to so many sites. For some, clear political agendas run through
the subculture as a whole. They may seek
to uncover the possible (or imagined) conspiracies of silence, exploitation or
sinister activity attached to certain sites or illuminate, (quite literally), how
marginalised populations are forced to live rough or actually underground in a
city’s hidden zones. Elsewhere, they may
simply claim the right to access a panoramic view or vantage point that has
been annexed for profit, (it costs £25.00 to view London from ‘The Shard’s’ summit).
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| Photo: Bradley Garrett |
For others, the
motivation appears more involved with a very human desire to simply explore the
hidden rather than any specific political impulse. They take a delight in peeling back the
multiple layers of urban geography to discover what lies beneath, (or indeed
above), and seek out a vertical as well as horizontal reading of the built
environment. This reflects a desire to
understand the physical systems and infrastructure that make a city function,
(underground railways, drainage, etc.), but inevitably leads also into reading the
chronological strata that constitute it, (wartime remnants, industrial
archeology, abandonment, earlier incarnations, past lives, etc.). Wherever the emphasis is placed, I think there
is an unmistakable Psychogeographical impulse behind the phenomenon of Urban
Exploration.
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| Photo: Bradley Garrett |
There’s an
essentially benign anarchy to it all too, coupled with a refreshing impulse to intrude
non-destructively. The general attitude
is one of simply occupying and witnessing a site for the sake of simply being
there. In contrast to those who seek to
alter, damage or ‘decorate’ forbidden locations, most Urbexers are content to
simply ‘be’ in a place then document their discoveries in photographs and
videos. Where a gesture has been
required, hanging a removable banner or posting visual evidence and ‘hero
shots’ on web forums have generally been sufficient. This process of routine visual chronicling
and a delight in the physical appearance of generally overlooked or
transitional places is of obvious relevance to my own creative habits.
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| Photo: Bradley Garrett |
A major,
inescapable connection is the theoretical legacy of The Situationist International. Desires to short-circuit the prescribed street
plan, to experience the city with immediacy and subjectivity, or to sample
experiences beyond the mere surface of things, are essentially Situationist in
nature. This is true, be they political
or artistic statements or just strategies to experience one’s surroundings more
fully. Urban Exploration takes its
place, alongside Graffiti and Street Art, Happenings, Pop-up or Flash Mob
gestures, and the tented encampments of the Occupy
movement, as they ripple out from Paris, 1968 and the wider Debordian
moment. Above all, it is an explicit
attempt to access a grittier, more vivid reality, however grimy or hazardous,
behind the slick corporate facades and hypnotic, pixelated imagery of the
Capitalist Spectacle.
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| Bradley Garrett: Underground Academic |
Although his
primary focus appears to have shifted, Bradley Garrett himself has been an
enthusiastic participant in Urban Exploration.
He was particularly associated with the London Consolidation Crew, - infamous for visiting every one of the
London Tube network’s disused ‘Ghost Stations’, and for their climb to the top
of the unfinished ‘Shard’ tower. ‘Explore
Everything’ is his account of those years and the exploits and ultimate
demise in the face of legal action, of the LCC.
If he exhibits a typically American self-confidence and bushy-tailed desire
to make each year more memorable than the last, (which could get a little
tiring, I fear), he also brings a serious academic intent to the subject as his
websites demonstrate. Whilst the www.placehacking.co.uk
site is now archived, www.bradleygarrett.com remains fully active and covers
the whole field of his studies as a Geographer and Ethnographer, as well as accounts
from the Urbex front line. Both sites
are full of his vivid photography, insightful writing and links to impressive
video work. Particularly recommended
among the latter are, ‘Crack The Surface:Episode I’ and ‘Episode II’ and ‘Urban Explorers: Quests For Myth, MysteryAnd Meaning’. Whilst the first two
showcase many of the scene’s prime movers and shakers in action, the latter provides
fascinating reflections on it from various academic
viewpoints.
Even in my prime,
I never had the physical prowess or reckless courage demonstrated by Garrett
and his contemporaries and remain essentially risk-averse where physical jeopardy
or legal action are concerned. Nevertheless,
in my own cowardly way, I fully understand the curiosity that can lead one to
poke the camera lens where it may not always be welcome in search of
alternative readings of a city. I’m fascinated
by these bulletins from travellers into regions I might not dare enter myself
but really don’t think I can continue to apply the term ‘Urban Exploration’ to my own more sedate, (but hopefully,
creatively valid), excursions. Perhaps,
from now on, ‘Urban Observation’ or perhaps ‘Urban Documentation’ will have to do instead.
Postscript:
From reading Bradley Garrett's own blogging, I know he is, (slightly ironically), very protective of his own intellectual property. I hope he'll accept my appropriation of his images here in the spirit it is meant, (as a celebration of his work) rather than any kind of money making rip-off.
Tuesday, 8 October 2013
Lighting Up Time
These images complete the story told in my last post, and the one before that.
They were taken at the end of the day as the light faded.
We went in search of a misplaced Utopia...
...and found ourselves in Paradise...
...as travellers raced towards the mouth of Hell.
Monday, 7 October 2013
Biblio-Tech: The Library Of Birmingham
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| Library Of Birmingham, September 2013 |
Having already written about
the most recent two-wheeled foray along the canal towpaths of Birmingham, this
post covers what happened when we got back into town and, in particular, some
impressions of the spectacular new Library Of Birmingham. Designed by architects, Mecanoo and
engineers, Buro Happold, the library has been shaping up as a major landmark
for some time [1.] but it was still a revelation to see it
completed, in it’s own space, and free of the builder’s clutter of its
construction phase. Dave, my cycling
companion, had already visited the building once and described its impressive
internal spaces and upper terraces with their views over the city.
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| Library Of Birmingham, September 2013 |
However, the first impression, on approaching the building, is of its dramatic exterior, comprising a massing of simple monumental forms, enveloped in a complex lattice of interlocking metal rings. As with the Nottingham Contemporary gallery, this decorative detail is a conscious reference to the city’s industrial traditions, (in this case, of metalworking and jewelry manufacture). Like that building, the library also features significant areas of the gold-coloured cladding that seems so popular with the architects of such projects these days. Neither building is exactly elegant but both are striking and make a clear statement of cultural and civic intent.
In Birmingham’s case this is on a grand scale and it cheers me that something as woefully undervalued these days as a library, has received such a self confident treatment. I suppose one could cavil at such an extravagant and official ‘top-down’ gesture, or accuse the library of merely contributing to the overall stock of cultural spectacle. Nevertheless, situated so close to the temples of consumerism and capital in Birmingham city centre and the anesthetic weekend Babylon of Broad Street, this is at least a place anyone could go to find out for free what all this talk of ‘Spectacle’ is all about in the first place.
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| Library Of Birmingham, September 2013 |
I’m also sure many naysayers will criticise Birmingham’s civic leaders for spending public funds so lavishly on something as supposedly outmoded as a public library. These are probably the same people who are happy to see ever greater amounts of public provision slip away into the hands of private interests or who would have us all sofa-bound, staring mutely into tiny screens, whilst tidbits of infotainment are drip-fed to us by what amount to online global advertising companies. Instead, whilst there will no shortage of digital portals in the new library, there are opportunities to access information and resources in various ways, (including the National Film Archive). This is a two way street in terms of its own online presence.
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| Library Of Birmingham, September 2013 |
The physical space looks large, (and hopefully flexible), enough to accomodate changing future usage, and includes a café, children’s play area, gallery and performance facillities. This is far from a traditional book depository and much more of a people’s palace of enlightenment. Beyond its obvious functions, it’s a place one might drop into for a coffee or an impromptu meeting, to read, get on with some work or just hang out at the heart of Brum’s ‘cultural offer’. Of course, much will hinge on whether the council can maintain at least some of its local library provision alongside the new flagship, but if the people of Birmingham can’t make good use of all that, we might as well just give up on this country altogether.
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| Library Of Birmingham, September 2013 |
Once inside the building, the visitor’s eye is drawn to a cavernous entrance space and the procession of blue neon-lit escalators that ascend the building. Riding these affords some truly dynamic viewpoints and we both got busy with our cameras on the return to ground level. I was also very impressed with the rotunda shaped areas that recall the old Reading Room of The British Museum and other august repositories of knowledge. These cylindrical spaces piercing different levels are a recurring motif throughout the complex, echoing the external rings and alluded to by the drum structure that surmounts the entire building.
I won’t pretend the building is a total success. The main powered revolving entrance is plain confusing and keeps stopping as soon as it is pushed; surely architects and engineers should have worked this out with reference to human behavior by now? Having only just opened, the whole building was thronged with curious visitors and the narrowness of various doorways, pinch points and internal gangways was very noticeable. I was also underwhelmed by the dismal, narrow staircase that leads to the uppermost floors, (for those not content to queue for the inadequate lifts). This just felt like the money had run out (quite possible, I suppose). In fairness, many spaces should feel freer once the initial crowds thin out and the library settles into its more normal routine.
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| Views From Library Of Birmingham, September 2013 |
One thing certainly worth visiting for is the view. The architects have included two elevated exterior spaces, (the uppermost being designated ‘The Secret Garden’), offering panoramic views over the city on all sides. In an age when access to such vantage points is becoming increasingly restricted and/or monetised, that’s of considerable significance and adds a whole other dimension to the library. It may seem a small thing but I believe that offering citizens (and tax payers) the chance to gaze down on their city for free, and thus gain new perspectives on their own lives, is exactly what one might expect of an enlightened public institution. I guess I’m biased but the ability to view the world from different angles and without let or hindrance, feels like a right and not a privilege to me.
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| View From Library Of Birmingham, September 2013 |
We spent some time taking in the views, pointing our cameras over the parapet, and discussing where we’d been earlier in the day and where future expeditions might take us. Of particular visual interest to me were a nearby multi-story car park, with its patterns of markings and parked cars, and the tangle of ducting and services on the roof of the adjacent Rep Theatre. Another nearby landmark is the ugly monumental structure housing Birmingham’s previous Central Library. This is slated for demolition and perhaps, more than any other building, epitomises Brum’s old reputation as a post-war concrete jungle. On our way, we had viewed the fascinating display of photos [2.] documenting both its construction in the 70s and the burnt-out Victorian institution it in turn replaced. Despite its grim dystopian aspect and tawdry, fast food-tainted arcade, I have a perverse affection for this road-spanning edifice and we ended our day taking photos around the back of there as the light faded.
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| View From Library Of Birmingham: The Old Library, September 2013 |
[1.]: Construction started in January 2010.
[2.]: These exhibitions of photography in outdoor
public spaces are something that Birmingham is rather good at.
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