martes, 26 de junio de 2012
There are no more wolves in England/ there are no more Aguará Guazú in Uruguay_ Musee de la Ville Skopje, Macedonia
martes, 29 de mayo de 2012
lunes, 21 de mayo de 2012
MANIFESTA 9 >>> MACEDONIA
dr Tomasz Wendland
the world. It relates to the real ‘Hotel de Inmigrantes’, a complex of buildings that was constructed between 1906 and 1911, in the port of Buenos Aires, Argentina, to receive and assist the many thousands of immigrants who, at that time, where arriving in Argentina from many parts of the world. This Inmigrants’ hotel fascinated me and has inspired me to reflect on the contemporary global migration, to think about cosmopolitanism and locality and finally about the personal identity of each individual. Individuals that are being manipulated by mass media, consumption and the shift of capital that forces human beings to follow, in search of a job.
With ‘Hotel de Inmigrantes’, we will realise a series of projects – exhibitions and meetings of artists - all over the world which will enable a confrontation between individuals of different origins in different local contexts. Each event will start with a meeting of international artist, (who will come to the venue as if they were actual immigrants) and will conclude with an exhibition. The artists will live together, share the space, share food and facilities, try to adopt to the local conditions, try to communicate and try to find a way to organize their new life by means of art.
The project is planned for 2012/2013 and will feature in New York, Hasselt, Singapore, Hannover, Bratislava, Montevideo, Fukushima and finally in Buenos Aires. At the same time, the project is a research trajectory towards the Me¬diations Biennale of Poznan in 2014.
Each of these projects will form an autonomous event, with a specific subtitle, so various aspects of iden¬tity of the human being lost as a part of a global village can be researched. The artists can research different aspects of human migrations, identity and globalisation. Each meeting and exhibition will relate to a different aspect of being a stranger, homeless, identity-less, manipulated, a member of a global village, one who becomes an anonymous consumer and producer at the same time, one who repeats all the truly ‘truth’, a witness of a world created by the global media, technology and capital. And since the artists will come from all over the world, they will all have their own approach in referring to this over¬all theme.
The first project will take place in New York in March 2012 during the SCOPE Art Fair entitled ‘Nothing in Common’. There, ten Polish and Middle European artists will share a space of 100m2 during 10 days of the fair and will produce art works. The starting point is an object brought in a suitcase from home and found objects – objets trouvés - from New York.
As a second project, we would like to move the exhibition to Hasselt as a parallel event during MANIFESTA 9 that will be held in the city of Genk, namely in an abandoned postindustrial area,where the question about migration and global changes in our future society will be raised.
The ‘Hotel de inmigrantes’ project in Hasselt will be entitled ‘Cosmopolitan Stranger ‘and will be curated by myself; Tomasz Wendland, artist and the initiator of Hotel de Inmigrantes and by Koen Vanmechelen, the artist who will host this project at his studio in Hasselt. The subtitle of the project ‘Cosmopolitan Stranger’ relates to the art work of the latter. Vanmechelen is mostly known for his‘Cosmopolitan Chicken Project’. A project that researches the evolution and hybridisation of worldwide races of chickens as an example of human desire to create an ideal human being. With the title ‘Cosmopolitan Stranger’ we want to provocatively support and protect the value of local phenomena, attitudes, conventions, customs, practices, rituals and traditions. We want to defend art from the standardization, from so called global aesthetic and global objectiveness. We will occupy a 3000m2 building and share the space with 30 artists from all over the world and this with respect for the differences of each individual in attitude and origin.
The Cosmopolitan Stranger is a man who has lost his own identity as a result and product of a global ideology, a trend of aesthetic, a Zelig, like the one played by Woody Allen*, or „The Man Without Qualities” created by Robert Musil **. An immigrant and an artist is the one who confronted with a new environment must face questions concerning his own value and identity in confrontation with the strangers. A cosmopolitan man must appear to him as an alien, who has no roots, who is hard to be noticed, who is simply invisible.
** (1930–42; German: Der Mann ohne Eigenschaften) is an unfinished novel in three books by theAustrian writer Robert Musil).
jueves, 15 de marzo de 2012
"Doscientos años de extraña existencia"
Doscientos años de extraña existencia
Uruguay se ha caracterizado por tener una historia brumosa, compleja, solemne y vernácula. Sospecho que como la de muchos otros territorios, está plagada de contradicciones y nomenclaturas sin resolver o inciertamente ambiguas. Es así que no hemos resuelto hasta el día de hoy —al menos que yo sepa— si nuestro imponente «nombre» Uruguay significa ‘río de los pájaros pintados’ o ‘río de los caracoles’.
Por otro lado, en 2011, conmemoramos nuestros doscientos años de luchas libertarias, donde emerge la figura —ora colosal, ora doméstica— de nuestro prócer en pensamiento y en acción: José Gervasio Artigas. Quien, lejos de tener un final de laureadas glorias en su tierra, se autoexilió, hasta su muerte, en el Paraguay.
En el florecimiento de estos últimos años de nuevos derechos, de reconsiderarnos como uruguayos y comenzar a olvidar que no debemos ocultar más nuestro color de piel, ni nuestro origen, ni nuestra identidad personal como jóvenes, como viejos, como intelectuales, como científicos, como hurgadores de basura, como padres de familia, como mujeres solas, como homosexuales, como negros, como mulatos… percibimos que no solo vivimos cien años de soledad, sino que nos sumergimos en doscientos años de extrañamiento constante. Reglas absolutas dan paso a nuevos conceptos de nuestra existencia. Podemos reconocer que teníamos ballenas, dinosaurios, pictogramas paleolíticos… Que un uruguayo inventaba el surrealismo y que con su volcánico desaforo de sangre y semen proponía un paraguas, una máquina de coser y una mesa de quirófano que soportarán a uno de los movimientos más poderosos del arte del siglo xx. Isidore Ducasse, Conde de Lautréamont, innegable jerarca de la historia, murió —como nuestro prócer— lejos de la tierra que lo vio nacer, en el anonimato más desgarrador. Y hoy descansa en un vergonzante osario común.
En esta extraña existencia, nuestra columna vertebral —el río Uruguay— es fluida y líquida y vertical. La seccionan conmociones y cemento armado. Un fantasmal frigorífico inglés, una pastera conflictiva e internacional, puentes que hermanan y separan, represas con turbinas babilónicas… han generado fricciones y encuentros, dudas y furias, certezas y aperturas. ¡Bienvenidos al mundo de extraños sueños que es este territorio purpúreo al oriente de un río con pájaros y caracoles!
Enrique Badaró
Alejandro Turell
Glipto
Acuarela sobre papel (mapa del Uruguay)
Medidas: 90 x 120 cm
2012
Apasionado por nuestro pasado —no el reciente, sino el pasado medido en eras geológicas—, Turell nos muestra la megafauna uruguaya, la que pertenecía al robo sistemático del pasado que en otras generaciones se intentó cristalizar. Las hurgaciones de Turell en la vida anterior o contemporánea al origen del Homo Sapiens en Uruguay nos refieren a la revalorización de una identidad poderosa, pura, pero también salvaje. Éramos ya el Uruguay, región en un estado de no racionalidad, de invención, de formas animales ciclópeas y de orgullo patrimonial.
Megaterios y gliptodontes, entre otros, son apenas algunas de las formas que sobreviven hoy en piedra o en hueso transformándose en piedra. La paleontología y el amor por el paisaje que ya no existe se unen en el arte de este artista joven, inquieto e intensamente curioso, que no deja de recordarnos que ya antes de la historia hubo otra, fascinante y convulsionada; que también Uruguay tuvo su Edén.