Beyond the Ground: It’s all about our roots

Beyond the Ground 1

“Beyond the Ground” is – from left to right – Rachel Tan, Gabriella Saniotto, Monika Schodowska and Eva Scherly. It’s like meeting an ascendant all-female rock band. But they are not in the music business. These feisty, creative women serve up a giddying cocktail of contemporary installations and eloquent discourse. I am a fan and, if I’m honest, more than a little intimidated. They rock!

Photography students together in London at Camberwell College of Art, they now master a variety of media and push boundaries. With a nod to Nicolas Bourriaud (“Au delà de la terre”) their heterogeneous works converge on a common theme: who we really are and where we come from. Beyond the Ground opens at 16.00 on Thursday 5th February at ARCOOP (32, rue des Noirettes, Geneva) with, surprisingly, a debate. Sociologists, ethnologists and psychologists have agreed to be a part of this event along with Christian Bernard, Director of MAMCO. The audience will participate. The goal is wide engagement in a dialogue about our roots. I ask the four if this is not too ambitious. They laugh. They exude confidence and motivation.

Beyond the Ground 2

Gabriella Saniotto, “Citizen of the World: the Death of the Nations,” 2013, Installation, 196 black flags.

Gabriella Saniotto dresses in black. (This is, apparently, the colour of anarchy.) Her work hunts around the notion that all too often we refer to our nationality as our roots. She proposes that this is human folly. Isn’t it our nature that determines who we are? What if there were neither frontiers nor governments? Wouldn’t we be able to find our real cultural roots? Wouldn’t we have a richer human heritage? She sits by one of her installations. It is 196 corner-stacked black flags: one flag for each country in the world.

Beyond the Ground 3

Photograph of the Embassy of Luxembourg in London in: Gabriella Saniotto, “Citizen of the World: the Death of the Nations,” 2013, Book.

The other half of her installation is a book of photos showing all the embassies in London flying only black flags. The outposts of each separate nation are thus portrayed in anarchic unity.

Beyond the Ground 4

Eva Scherly, “Quince jelly,” 2015, Suspended sheets in plaster of Paris.

Centrally placed in ARCOOP – and made specifically for this event – are two beautiful and mesmerising structures. They are sheets frozen as if suspended by their corners: but there is nothing suspending them. Eva Scherly loves working with plaster of Paris and the ephemeral and delicate nature of the result. The works are created in situ and their construction involves several day’s drying time. They cannot be moved. They will be destroyed at the end of the exhibition. Eva sees the plaster’s cycle of dust to liquid to solid and back to dust as a parallel to a fundamental cycle of life. “And the roots?” I ask. “The title?” She smiles. The shoulders drop. Assertive becomes nostalgic. “Well… when I was a child, my father used to make quince jelly. He suspended sheets this way to strain the fruit.”

Beyond the Ground 5

Monika Schodowska, “I knew I would come back,” 2013, Wood, metal grills and light bulbs.

Monika Schodowska is Polish. She has spent the last thirteen years in London. Her roots relate firmly to socialist Poland.  “Everything was politicised,” she tells me, hesitantly. “Especially aesthetics, architecture and space. Everything was conflict.” Her installation “I knew I would come back” is, she says, about warm domestic light emanating from low coffee tables. But it is also about alienation. She admits that she has difficulty finding the right words. Her creative capacities seem to have a more visceral provenance. At first pass, this work appears simple, banal even. But there is discipline and an elegant geometry. I listen to Monika and I wonder if the conflict to which she refers can be seen in “I knew I would come back.”  Warm wooden domestic furniture fights the order, stark metal grills and naked light bulbs of military security and prisons. Given a glimpse of what this work may be about, I find it very powerful.

Beyond the Ground 6

Rachel Tan, “Lee Governs You,” 2013, Posters and video installation.

“Guan” in Chinese means “govern.” Lee Kuan Yew was Singapore’s first prime minister responsible for the country’s economic success. However, he exerted a very conservative authority on all creative activities. “Lee Guan You” (Lee Governs You) is the play-on-words title for one of Rachel Tan’s thought-provoking contributions to Beyond the Ground. She would love to return home to Singapore but it would be impossible for her to organise exhibitions of her work there because any such event has to be approved by the state-run Media Development Authority. Her installation here comprises posters promoting a film entitled “Lee Governs You” about the political dynasty Lee Kuan Yew founded, a letter to Ms. Tan from the Media Development Authority stating that she cannot show the film as planned and a video that begins with the title and then dissolves into a censored blur. Brilliant! Rachel states simply “To be who I am, I have to leave my roots.”

Beyond the Ground 7

Rachel Tan with Rachel Tan, “Self Portrait” 2014, Photograph.

Rachel was determined to photograph her real self. Never bowing to convention, her self-portrait involved cultivating samples of her own DNA on multiple petri dishes and then photographing them. I guess you can’t get any closer to your roots!

In Beyond the Ground, Rachel, Gabriella, Monika and Eva strut a broad stage already set with politics and emotion. But I think there is an important, behind-the-scenes narrative being told here about our roots and how we perceive them. This narrative is based on our innate “soft” senses.  Whilst we recognise that our biology equips us with the five hard senses of sight, hearing, touch, taste and smell, science is now beginning to explain how our biology also equips us with, for example, a sense of justice, a sense of empathy, a sense of loss and a sense of the aesthetic. The fab four have, with their works and their discourse, opened avenues for us all to explore two other soft and innate senses necessary for our survival as a social species: a sense of community and a sense of home.

So come and kick-start Beyond the Ground. You’ll discover something about your roots.

Beyond the Ground 8

Art Genève 2015: the lakeside extension

Yesterday, I discovered the lakeside extension of Art Genève 2015 too late to take any photos. I returned this morning for a closer look. Impressive! I chose these three impressive works.

Art Geneve 19

Yarisal and Kublitz, “I make honey sweeter than the bees, faster than a tropical disease,” 2015, Oxidised copper, coconuts and steel.

This dollar-palm tree is completely inappropriate for a freezing January day in Geneva. I love it though!

Art Geneve 20

These unexpected raw-wood-sloppy-lipstick-vaguely-phallic pieces work on the lakeside. But then I’m a sucker for anything with a fundamental biological appeal.

Art Geneve 21

This massive and striking steel tube outline of a hand frames Heinz Schwarz‘s “Adolescent and horse” (1976). There is an immediate recall of the tragic story of the young boy who drowned in the lake swimming with his horse. His hand reaches up over the horses back – or out of the water – as if appealing for help. A masterstroke of placement of new next to old.

Go for a wintery stroll down by the lake and see the rest. More surprises await you!

Les Voyageurs by Cedric Le Borgne

Cedric le Borgne 5

It’s the last days of December. I head off across Geneva to work. I am very late. It is minus 6 degrees. The wintery morning sky is crystal clear. My tram squeaks and rattles its way through Place Bel Air. I wipe the condensation from the window. I notice some guy in the street taking a photograph of something up in the air. I crane my neck to see what has caught his attention. There is a figure made of chicken wire hanging off a cable. I go back to my newspaper.

Cedric le Borgne 3

Much too late the same day, I am back on the tram crossing Place Bel Air again but in the opposite direction. A cold dry wind is whistling down the lake. Night has fallen. I look up wondering what has happened to chicken-wire man. I spot him. He has been dramatically and intensely illuminated. I feel as though a fuse has been lit inside me. I see only a beautiful floating-flying figure. I leap out of my seat and tumble out onto the pavement. I am mesmerised. I dig into my bag for a camera. This will be a photographic challenge. I then notice a second glowing figure sitting high on a nearby building. I have an extraordinary and uplifting feeling that, out of the dozens of people hurrying home, I am the only person of interest to these luminous dudes.

Cedric le Borgne 2

I look around me. There is another flying man high over the river. His poise is elegant. He is in some kind of communication with the first guy. They both seem to be having such fun; maybe comparing notes how best to glide in the freezing air?

Cedric le Borgne 4

I turn and look at the tram stop. Another watchful figure surveys the scene. She is pensive, static and emanates a lightness of being. There is no doubt that she could, at any moment, simply lift off to swoop and loop with her companions. I’m sure they don’t really take much notice of us. But then I think maybe they are watching over us but in rather a distracted, amused and casual way.

Meet “Les Voyageurs” by Cedric Le Borgne. This is a masterful creation that has indeed travelled to many corners of the world. The figures give the impression that, with the blink of an eye, they could simply flit off into the night never to be seen again. The whole work pulls me into fantasy land; it represents a presence from another world. Rarely has an urban work captured me like this.

Cedric le Borgne 7

However, at a more objective level and what I admire most about this work is Le Borgne’s technical mastery of what must be an incredibly difficult medium to work with. How does one bend and mould chicken-wire to create figures that are not only anatomically correct but also adopt a credible and pleasing human posture for a non-human activity (i.e., flying)? Visually, they work. This is why they do a little transport job on my spirits and my sense of reality. If you are late night shopping in the next couple of weeks, take stroll down to Bel Air. Let your spirits be transformed!

“Les Voyageurs” is a part of Geneva’s first Lux Festival. Other installations can be seen in Place Longemalle and on Ile Rousseau. I look forward to the second Lux festival.