07 Jun

Natraaj, Tallur and the Cosmic Soup

L. N. Tallur's work at the Armory Art Fair 2014

L. N. Tallur’s work at the Armory Art Fair 2014

 

 

 

There has been much uproar of late about the exclusion of some of L.N. Tallur’s works from ‘India and the World: A History in Nine Stories’ an exhibition currently going on at the National Museum.  Much to the outrage of the arts community, the censorship by the Director General of the National Museum appeared to be on grounds that the depiction of Natraaj was in some way trivialized.

How Tallur and I once crossed paths

The ubiquitous image of Natraaj, the cosmic dance of Shiva

The ubiquitous image of Natraaj, the cosmic dance of Shiva

Quite possibly before 2014, when he first exhibited at Jack Shainmann in Chelsea, a short walk away from my work at the time.   Since I had obligations to fulfill that evening I stepped out at lunch to take a peek at the exhibit which was due to open that evening.  Having learnt that there were more of his works being shown at the other location of the gallery a few blocks down, I set out to see if I could make it to the new location before having to head back to work, just when I stumbled into an apparently sleep deprived Tallur who invited me to his opening in a soft spoken polite tone.  Even though I was unable to attend that evening, the works I saw stayed with me and upon encountering them once again at the 2014 armory, I had to do a selfie with it, well not quite, as I hadn’t as yet  mastered the skill of taking effective selfies, had to ask someone else.

Who is Natraaj

The image of Natraaj or Shiva engaged in the cosmic dance inside a ring of fire atop a dwarf who represents ignorance and epilepsy.  The image is that of tolerance above all else as it has a place for ignorance in the midst of the ultimate quest for creation and liberation.  As ubiquitous as the original image might be, it has always been open to interpretation as all symbology is.  My own take, Algorhythm and Cosmic Dance, veered from the original to a degree.

The idea of the show was jointly conceptualized by the former director of the British Museum, Neil MacGregor, and Sabyasachi Mukherjee, the director general of the CSMVS was to present the journey of Indian art and culture in a global context by presenting it with collections from the British Museum and other private collectors.  In Mr. Mukherjee’s opinion about Tallur’s excluded piece, “It may be a significant art work by the artist but in the context of history and culture, it is against the depiction of Nataraja.”

Instead of adding my own rant to the disappointment on Mr. Mukherjee’s decision on the matter, let me share Fritjof Capra’s observation on the outcome of organized expression of spirituality.  The exhibit being the “organized expression” in this case and our stumbling block clearly is the inability to process a symbol for what it is rather than judging it with bias of conditioning.

According to Capra, “Spirituality is a perception of reality in a special state of consciousness and the characteristics of this experience of belonging to a larger whole, connected with everything, are independent of historical and cultural context. But then, spiritual teachers who have this experience are eager to share with others – like the Buddha sitting under the Bodhi tree…

The organized expression of spirituality is religion, which always depends on cultural and historical context. Unfortunately, religion often ossifies and the teachings are expressed as dogma; experience is replaced by faith. You have to believe; you don’t have to experience. These religions, all over the world, also align themselves with politics and very often with right-wing politics.”

The national museum as indeed are all museums, a place of education, that preserves and pioneers a culture much like the cosmic dance of Shiva if you will?  The distortion of an inspiration in its organized presentation is almost inevitable.  The mark of a progressive institution lies in recognizing ways in which the distortion may be mitigated.  with that, I’d like to recall the words of Jiddu Krishnamurti:

“NONE OF THE agonies of suppression, nor the brutal discipline of conforming to a pattern has led to truth. To come upon truth the mind must be completely free, without a spot of distortion.”

30 May

Love in the time of Polarization

“Love” in a few different scripts on a shape shifting element – water.  Love and fear are two motivating emotions, the only two emotions that drive mankind, the only two advertisers and media gurus need to keep in mind.  In a free country one would assume that Love would be the only currency.  However, with the deep polarization worldwide, It may be particularly timely to revisit love in the eve of artist Robert Indiana’s passing, who was known for his Love series.  He died at 89 in his secluded island home off the coast of Maine, all by himself.  NY Times reports that “In a federal lawsuit filed Friday, a day before, he passed, a company that says it has long held the rights to several of Mr. Indiana’s best-known works proposed an answer, arguing in court papers that the caretaker and a New York art publisher had tucked the artist away while they churned out unauthorized or adulterated versions of his work.”

“Love” in a few different scripts on a shape shifting element – water.

Love urges allegiance and incites riots coup and wars.  With a deep ideological divide worldwide, one is prone to ask if indeed the flavor of love is changing.  Illusory as it may be in nature, there are expectations one develops from love, or in one’s allegiance towards the object of love.  These works address the  shift that we are be all going through in the understanding of love.  The Orlando mass shoot out and the many consequent shootings in clubs, schools, places of worship and other public places ever since, reflecting the shadow side of love, also makes one wonder about the shifting shape of love if only for the frequency at which it has been happening.

 

28 May

The Artist, the Marketer and the People @ SF Moma

Popular songs may have a catchy tune, but they’re only popular from being played over and over and over again on the radio till the listeners internalize the sound and lyrics.  Visual art, despite its need to stand the test of time is circulated over and over again, written about, spoken about in elevated diction, spent stupid money on, until they become ensconced into the minds of its audience.

Where does the artist play a part in all of this? Historically, he or she does not. His work evolves until it reaches the place where it permeates the psyche of the art lover/ collector, leading to his popularity and spiking price of artworks! Hence we view with bewilderment  Picasso’s early works of forlorn realistic faces, Gerard Richter’s early portraits as if in motion with blurry borders, perhaps suggesting the temporality of a situation, and Warhol’s early portraits such as the one of Elvis capturing the movements of a rock star and sold for chump change of $30M and wonder what carved the journey of these artists?! Until such time that the artist himself smartens up to the machinations of marketing and blasts his audience with mass-produced dots,  I’m not naming names here!

The tall spider holds its ground for all future women artists to find a place in a prestigious museum collection.    Twombly’s black board scribble rings in class room nostalgia at a ticket sale of $70 million at Southeby’s recently!  The children enjoyed running through the maze of Richard Serra’s large sculpture one of whose unsung merits might well be its indestructible quality!  I was not important enough to view the René Magritte’s special exhibit which only donors and patrons were privy to at the time of my visit.  A day later is when I could view it with the rest of the Joe Schmo!

The newly renovated San Francisco MOMA smaller than the one in NYC exhibited all of the iconic artists cleverly establishing at a glance the journey of the artist.  Worth it!

08 May

Mothers and Daughters

Mothers and daughters can have the most intimate and selfless bond or the most toxic one full of power play, however it is – it strengthens us in its wholesomeness as much as in its void.  The collection of works that came along organically over a period of time, all have to do with motherhood in some form, real or metaphorical.

 

29 Apr

Saturday Night Saturation

My first introduction to Reena Kallat’s work at Stux Gallery in Chelsea, her portraits of a typical Indian face build with hundreds of rubber stamps in various scripts that came together as a visual whole – fascinating!!!  Like to see more of it…Jitish Kallat’s skeletal automobiles were eye catching at the Armory a few years ago…his moons I saw for the first time at Chemould in Mumbai and now the globs with eyes etched on the surface…”Sacred Geometry”…suppose it is possible to run out of things to say…yawn…