RCA show 2011

I wrote this last year, you can also see it published on Q-Art website, here and here.

The 2011 RCA Show has all the trade marks of an old hand at play, featuring the Sculpture, Print Making, Painting and Photography departments showing for the first time together in Battersea.

It didn’t suffer the sometimes disparate display’s there is in other universities with this amount of work.

It’s hard to get your head around that this was only a graduating show. The works’ were well curated, Testbed1 and the Sculpture department had the highest ceiling and day light which is hard to find even in some established galleries. I was walking around feeling more like I was in a Biennial than a graduating show. The curatorial decision to mix up the disciples for the first time helped to achieve that Biennial / festival buzz.

Walking past Jonny Biggs’s (http://www.jonnybriggs.com/) photography, one would have thought it was an exhibition within an exhibition. Well hung works with a sense of passage, I liked the tapestry varying between levitated granny and man with a mask, not any mask but a overall walnut enclosure. Deification or painstaking practicle joke? It provided a well needed sense of mystery in the photography department. The artwork ‘In the studio, Out of forest’ made up of a long narrow strip of image mounted at the end of the passage, consisted of a cropped image of the artist’s father’s nose, another proportional game in the show. Biggs’s work concerned with recreation of an alter childhood, a sublime approach, made his work stand out from the rest. I couldn’t help but wonder, curiously, was his childhood so much more fun than mine?

Having seen her work in 2009 New Contemporaries, at Corner House in Manchester, I remembered the excitement I had when I first laid eye on the paintings of Freye Wright (http://www.rca.ac.uk/Default.aspx?ContentID=512971&CategoryID=36775). Those miniature paintings depicted early Technicolour film, a moment of tension in movie with the ambiguity at work. Though delighted to see her works again in the RCA show, I was slightly bemused by her decision to ‘go large’. Her strength, in my opinion, was holding the court when everyone else is bold and loud, insisting consistently being delicate and refined. In a larger work this fine delicacy seemed to be missing, I couldn’t deny those were beautiful paintings, but I felt that there was something amiss there.

One of the wow moments when I walked into the painting department was the 5 Channel HD video installation by George Eksts (http://www.eksts.com/), the work Roman Holiday, erected like Stonehenge for ceremony, they stood side by side in this dark semi-circle playing five of life’s loops. It was heart-achingly beautiful for its simplicity and virtue. For a long while afterward, I kept walking back to this room, catching a piece of life’s quiet.

After last year’s slide and broken wall, it would be wrong to expect anything less in this year’s RCA sculpture department. Mark Davay (http://www.mark-davey.com/) was this year’s Sculpture adventurer, large complicated pieces of his work centre-courted. Either pouring blood-ish paint into a mechanical fountain in ‘Fresh and Bright’ or mechanically banging a fragile strip-light against either side of the metal structure that it was contained in, in ‘Machine to Catch a Strip Light’. The gesture was grand and sensationally three dimensional, I looked at the Kapoor-ish, Wyn Evans type mirror with wonder. Haven’t I seen this somewhere before?

I tried to find out what was with the laser scanning sticky beside each piece of works with no avail, there was no Iphone App as I suspected to work with the tag, it was a little enigma for me. The website was down when I tried to find more information about the artists, however, the catalogues were most handsomely printed, practically like the Printmaking one with a different cover on each cover, printed within the department itself. I enjoyed my day out very much.

25/06/11

how to write a simple poem – from RCA lecture re performance

Yves Klein

© Yves Klein

5 words to describe what I feel about this image:
- trees – jump – grey – lonely – old

5 words to describe what I see in this image:
- road – grey – fake – door – man

5 words to describe how I feel about myself:
- work – exercise – overwork – Sunday – loved

Add fill in pieces:
- and – it – but – when – why – how – where – it – he – she – my – I – you – from -

and make a poem with the above words…

and trees lonely
man overwork
he exercise where she grey
you jump from Sunday and she fake
lonely but loved
old you grey

Has invited Sarah Lucas for breakfast

Coffee bean logic

It is demoralising being rejected 3 times in 2 weeks. No, I am not looking for a new job, I was looking to get into one of those art institutes.

With job applications, you just summit you cv, covering letter, then wait…

With art colleges, you summit a portfolio, which you have spent hours pending over, sacrificing your holiday to prepare, I am not joking, apart from time, it was over £200 pounds to print the damn thing, a little over 4 days in Ibiza that could get you. The amount is not ever included the case to hold the artwork itself. After that, you prepared a thousand words statement, which again, spatted with blood and tears, stating why they should let you into their courses…

Then… nothing, nada, zero, zip. Yes, the good old manner of colleges: ‘We regret we won’t be able to consider your application at this time, you won’t be invited for an interview’

What? ‘regret’? I don’t think so, I am not ever sure someone has read my statement of honour, if there was a consumer/fair trade institute for art collage application, they will tell you that this is not a good deal. The poor farmer (me student) has been squeezed with low return for high physical and mental works, non negotiable deal, poor return value influenced by market demand, when did the art institutes mimic Starbucks strategy in accepting students?

Looking at my notes, I started to prepared the whole application scenery from Sept 09, a little over 5 months’ work, give me a little pat on the shoulder for my effort before giving me a kick in the teeth would be far more beneficial for them – that way, I know I was sugar coated ever I am bitter inside, and I will surely sum up the money again next year…

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