Monday, 5 October 2009
Miss Van – Lovestain
Stolen Space, Old Truman Brewery, London
1 – 18 October 2009
all photos: NoLionsInEngland except W10 where noted
Miss Van - Lovestain
In a year which has seen fewer significant international street artists coming to grace the walls of London’s grittier galleries it is a relief to find a major artist prepared to stage a large scale show. Miss Van is renowned for the coquettish femine figures she calls her dolls or “poupees” and throughout this vast exhibition she doesn't scrimp with these gorgeous sultry beauties.
Miss Van - Lovestain
Sightings of authentic Miss Van originals are rare on the London streets and thus far, sadly, no sightings of new street Miss Vans have been recorded. This one from Ladbroke Grove goes back a few years, thanks to W10 for the flick.
Miss Van – Ladbroke Grove c. 2003 - photo W10 (thanks)
Lovestain is partly retrospective and partly new 2009 material and is presented within two separate spaces in the same block within the Old Truman Brewery. The new Lovestain material is in the smaller permanent Stolen Space venue.
There seem to be a couple of recently new twists to the Miss Van style. The first development introduces the rather uncertain show title; a collection of images of pious, angelic and saintly females have been modified to look like clowns, each piece called an Inmaculada. Throughout the retrospective, none of the pieces shown are anything other than 100% Miss Van creations whereas a significant portion of the new material works on an existing image from some other source. An IMmaculada is a Spanish Catholic reference to the virgin Mary’s immaculate conception or, in the more literal interpretation of the Spanish devotion, “without stain”. The English prefix IN quite often in English conveys a sense of negative and opposite, think incapable versus capable, so Miss Van seems to be setting up her show to represent the opposite of the immaculate conception, a celebration of physical love. And you thought it referred to something disgusting didn’t you.
Inmaculada
Anyone else seeing Gene Simmonds in there? The subversion of religious imagery is taken even further in the bastardisation of a religious relief of Virgin Mary, and in this one the Miss Van-isation becomes almost sinister
Inmaculada statue
The second twist is that Miss Van has taken the circus elements seen in the 2008 series “Still A Little Magic” and morphed her poupees into clowns. Not clowns in gay, cheerful make –em laff mode but the sad eyes behind the smile kind of real-clown.
Lovestain 2
Obviously a pretty female remain a pretty female no matter what her mood and the most recent Miss Van poupees have been painted with a darker and meaner disposition yet without losing that femme fatale appeal. The lips are smeared in thick clown make-up a la Robert Smith but the puckering has collapsed and distorted into a snarl. Like the aloof but beautiful Goths you couldn’t approach at school, you can take one of these a beauty like this home but you know she’ll be a silent ice maiden, she’ll sniff at your interior decor, she’ll be expensive and she won’t get on with your friends but you’ll be her slave for life if you can possess her.
Lovestain 7
Present but not as prominent in as in previous work are the flaming straw coloured waterfalls of hair. Although mainly tied up in bobs or hidden under hats, the one instance in the new work where the hair is big, floaty and flaming it becomes a major factor in making Lovestain 5 the show-stopping painting it is, a single melancholy masqued pas-joyeuse sits with a fox to her left and a halo of candles but the hair sets a gorgeous golden tone to the painting and provides the contrast for highlighting for the milkiness of the breasts straining the harlequin corset. Whilst at some point the inner perve was bound to emerge, you’ll observe that no link is being made between the candle flame and the wax candle images and any symbolic connection to the show title. None.
Lovestain 5
Lovestain Retrospective
The retrospective part of the show picks up Miss Van’s story from 2003 with about 40 paintings on canvas and wood as well as a couple of installations. This larger space has hugely un-forgiving top to bottom windows on two sides and the consequence is that the space is a bit un-forgiving for laying out (even Downey’s street sign sputnik looked pretty lost and awkward in the vast truman brewery pampas)
The earliest female figures are less three dimensional, the hair hasn’t become the yellow abundance of the last few years and eyes are part open, almost suggesting an alluring flutter of the eyelids.
Untitled 64 – 2003
In more recent times, the figures acquire a more solid form, colours take a richer deeper hue, the hair becomes hugely significant and in almost all paintings post 2006 the eyes are closed and smudged. Animals appear in the composition, often conventionally as a companion, occasionally as guardians and even as possibly mythical or fantasy based symbolisms.
Flaming Bird 1 – 2007
The fox makes recurs in many on the later retrospective pieces though there is a period through 2007 where the female figures become inter-twined with skulls of horned beasts, both in the canvasses and on a trio of paintings on leather
untitled on leather – 2007
With many of the animals, though they look at first glance like either a fem-warriors battle headdress or dead animal stole, there is something sexual about the way the animals cover and embrace the women, so much so that the viewer is invited to speculate that the animals actually symbolise the male of the species.
Fox Hair – 2006
A significant installation Entering an almost enclosed changing screen under an hanging chandelier draped in flaxen hair, the observer is surrounded by voluptuous semi naked long haired beauties each bearing a single candle, their eyes downcast, they watch over the observer. It is impossible for a man to pick fault with this.
every changing screen should be like this
A retrospective involves dicing with fortune, danger lurks, will people hark back to days when the artist was fresh, vital and bristling, will any particular period be found wanting. No problem with Miss Van though, her style and quality are remarkably consistent and she retains in every painting a subtle but erotically charged appeal. If only she could have painted something on the streets.
Obviously with so much material on display the pictures here are only a fraction of the show, there is a fuller photo set of the new Lovestain material here and there are a lot more pictures of the retrospective part of the show here
Friday, 25 September 2009
Keep It Crap. . . A.K.A Councils Are Bullies!
Further to last weeks premature death of the Brick Lane hall of fame that had started and allowed to continue after the Meeting of Styles event this year, word has reached the Graffoto news desk of underhanded tatctics by Hackney Council in trying to bully shopkeepers into having graffiti cleaned from their shutters.
A Shoreditch shop owner has this week received a letter from the council stating, with somewhat imposed authority that "he must paint his shutter within 14 days of this notice, or legal proceedings will begin" - thankfully he told them to take a long walk off a short plank and is standing his ground, but how many others have received the letter and will believe it to be official, and just paint the shutters out as quickly as posssible? Hopefully not many.
After all, it's not like it's an eyesore:
Whilst it isn't believed that the two are connected - being that Brick Lane falls under Tower Hamlets Council, who to date have been slightly more leanient and forward thinking in their approach to graff and street art (they surveyed local residents and business owners as to whether the art should be allowed to stay) It does leave a bitter taste in the mouth that councils, or housing corporations feel that they can bully people into submission and somehow agree with their small minded belief that buffing these walls and shutters actually makes the place any better.
A word from Bristol graff artists is what's needed here (after the council buffed a LEGAL WALL):
A Shoreditch shop owner has this week received a letter from the council stating, with somewhat imposed authority that "he must paint his shutter within 14 days of this notice, or legal proceedings will begin" - thankfully he told them to take a long walk off a short plank and is standing his ground, but how many others have received the letter and will believe it to be official, and just paint the shutters out as quickly as posssible? Hopefully not many.
After all, it's not like it's an eyesore:
Whilst it isn't believed that the two are connected - being that Brick Lane falls under Tower Hamlets Council, who to date have been slightly more leanient and forward thinking in their approach to graff and street art (they surveyed local residents and business owners as to whether the art should be allowed to stay) It does leave a bitter taste in the mouth that councils, or housing corporations feel that they can bully people into submission and somehow agree with their small minded belief that buffing these walls and shutters actually makes the place any better.
A word from Bristol graff artists is what's needed here (after the council buffed a LEGAL WALL):
Sunday, 20 September 2009
Banksy Self Assembly Flat Pack Graffiti Slogans
photos: Romanywg and Nolionsinengland where stated
Banksy appears to be getting the limitations of a formal show out of his system by going back to decorating street walls. First the M40 Bandit appeared a couple of weeks ago and is generally accepted to be Banksy although no "official" confirmation has been made.
Westway bandit, Nolionsinengland
Now, a very nice stencil has surfaced in Croydon and thanks are due to our friend Romanywg for this pic, there's nothing beats going out on a graff hunt and Mr R spent over two hours and made two trips down to Croydon before finding the right wall.
Flat Pack Anarchist, Romanywg
Stylistically this looks like classic banksy and we've seen versions of the anarchist punk before in "Don't Forget Your Scarf Dear" from the Bristol show.
Banksy vs Bristol Museum, Nolionsinengland
Banksy is noted more than most for his placement and use of the environment, it’s hard to see the full context from the pic here but apparently it is close to the Croydon shop-in-a-barn-on-the-outskirts IKEA. With a nod to someone off a forum for the research, apparently IKEA in Canada jumped on the guerrilla marketing bandwagon and hired an agency to go out and spray un-authorised advertising on walls using, errrrrrrrrrr, “chalk paint”. So Banksy hits two birds with one stone in this piece – convenience weekend anarchists and the appropriation of street cool by mega multi-national corporate.
Romanywg
No obvious explanation for the “IEAK” spelling, Graffoto certainly doesn’t subscribe to the theory that Banksy is afraid of breaching trademarks. I’d like to think Banksy has suffered the living hell that is Ikea’s Returns Desk and this is his jest at how often IKEA stuff is defective.
Some Assembly Required, Romanywg
Some have said this lacks the sense of "Banksy spectacular" but Banksy is fundamentally a street cartoonist and this is up to his usual standards. If spectacular means CCTV Nation or the Pollard St line painter then give me these illegal (guessing) ones any day.
As an aside, K-Guy also had a pop at the homogenisation and corporatisation of art as flogged by Ikea, described here.
And just in case you hadn't heard, Banksy did a popular show in Bristol this Summer, the Graffoto review is here and the Graffoto guide, which like everything else in Graffoto is of immense historical importance but actually bugger all use today, is here.
Banksy appears to be getting the limitations of a formal show out of his system by going back to decorating street walls. First the M40 Bandit appeared a couple of weeks ago and is generally accepted to be Banksy although no "official" confirmation has been made.
Westway bandit, Nolionsinengland
Now, a very nice stencil has surfaced in Croydon and thanks are due to our friend Romanywg for this pic, there's nothing beats going out on a graff hunt and Mr R spent over two hours and made two trips down to Croydon before finding the right wall.
Flat Pack Anarchist, Romanywg
Stylistically this looks like classic banksy and we've seen versions of the anarchist punk before in "Don't Forget Your Scarf Dear" from the Bristol show.
Banksy vs Bristol Museum, Nolionsinengland
Banksy is noted more than most for his placement and use of the environment, it’s hard to see the full context from the pic here but apparently it is close to the Croydon shop-in-a-barn-on-the-outskirts IKEA. With a nod to someone off a forum for the research, apparently IKEA in Canada jumped on the guerrilla marketing bandwagon and hired an agency to go out and spray un-authorised advertising on walls using, errrrrrrrrrr, “chalk paint”. So Banksy hits two birds with one stone in this piece – convenience weekend anarchists and the appropriation of street cool by mega multi-national corporate.
Romanywg
No obvious explanation for the “IEAK” spelling, Graffoto certainly doesn’t subscribe to the theory that Banksy is afraid of breaching trademarks. I’d like to think Banksy has suffered the living hell that is Ikea’s Returns Desk and this is his jest at how often IKEA stuff is defective.
Some Assembly Required, Romanywg
Some have said this lacks the sense of "Banksy spectacular" but Banksy is fundamentally a street cartoonist and this is up to his usual standards. If spectacular means CCTV Nation or the Pollard St line painter then give me these illegal (guessing) ones any day.
As an aside, K-Guy also had a pop at the homogenisation and corporatisation of art as flogged by Ikea, described here.
And just in case you hadn't heard, Banksy did a popular show in Bristol this Summer, the Graffoto review is here and the Graffoto guide, which like everything else in Graffoto is of immense historical importance but actually bugger all use today, is here.
Saturday, 5 September 2009
CEPT - A Frozen Explosion
The Writer's Bench
26 Argyll Square,
Kings Cross
London
3 Sep - 25th Sep, Thurs-Sat 1.30pm til 6pm or by appointment.
Last time we met Cept, he was a cackling mad-man “I’m free; no more shows; painting streets...”.
Cept, DScreet, Mighty Mo, Jeff Soto, even some Conor Harrington remnants
So, a few months on here we are at Cept’s second solo show of 2009 and third in less than 12 months, marking the opening of new gallery The Writers' Bench, housed within the Sartorial Art gallery space in Kings Cross and curated by TEK33, BC. Although the proverbial cat would come to grievous gyratory-inflicted harm in this tight basement space, Cept has managed to cram in loads of canvasses, a couple of wall murals, a floor painting and a split screen TV looped audio visual multi media experience.
The key painting to grasping the threads of inter-galactic supreme beings, mind control, superheroes, and deviants in the machine is a single oil painting of a mutant galactic being formed of the cosmos or perhaps forming the cosmos. Creator or created of? There is a knowing nod to the iconography of Ganesha in the way the gas mask tubing comes to resemble and elephant trunk.
90% Of You Is Me
Somewhat curiously this image stands out for being stylistically as well as physically quite a distance from the rest of the show.
This galactic omniprescence sends messages to the minds of the sentient beings inhabiting the universe, strong black and white perspective lines link this source to the messages, presented in the form of tightly grouped words and messages on canvasses, “Not Everyone Thinks Like You”, “Bad Meaning Good”, “Art but Casual” - throw-away, individually meaningless but all quite sinister looked at from the conspiracy theorist’s point of view.
Under the stairs leading down to the basement is an audio-visual installation, a split screen presents on one side an excerpt from George Lucas’ first film THX-1138, a state controlled production line worker receiving electronic re-calibration and indoctrination after attempting to subvert the central control, his eyes rolling up in their sockets, while on the right is a visual white noise where subliminal CEPT words appear from time to time. The terse American voice issuing instructions and commands provides the soundtrack for the installation and recalls the audio backing to the illusion room at the 2007 Cept v. Mike Ballard show in Dalston (reviewed here).
THX-1138 (not turned on - HAN - stick a pic in here mate)
The TV loops then throws the idea of indoctrinating the rebel back across the room to the Supervillain on the wall opposite, his eyeless face reflecting the rolled back eyes of THX-1138 as Supervillain is also subjected to mind control messages from the galaxy creator.
Supervillain
The forth wall shows a couple of the Explosion oils which haven’t been seen in London before (read the review of Galaxy Rays– the Bristol 2009 show here) and a bit of wild and funky larking around the letter C.
If the galaxy creator/controller is to blame for 90% of us, then Cept has found a strong and consistent technique for releasing for his own unique 10 per cent. Like his last 2 shows, “Cept – A Frozen Explosion” very strong on concept, coherently linked the various strands across the work and not least, the artwork itself retains the rich and glossy pop feel.
More photos of the show, including the individual canvasses can be seen here, and you now have permission to leave this page and experience Graffoto's take on Cept's Dalston show from last year and Cept's Galaxy Rays show in Bristol from Spring 2009.
26 Argyll Square,
Kings Cross
London
3 Sep - 25th Sep, Thurs-Sat 1.30pm til 6pm or by appointment.
Last time we met Cept, he was a cackling mad-man “I’m free; no more shows; painting streets...”.
Cept, DScreet, Mighty Mo, Jeff Soto, even some Conor Harrington remnants
So, a few months on here we are at Cept’s second solo show of 2009 and third in less than 12 months, marking the opening of new gallery The Writers' Bench, housed within the Sartorial Art gallery space in Kings Cross and curated by TEK33, BC. Although the proverbial cat would come to grievous gyratory-inflicted harm in this tight basement space, Cept has managed to cram in loads of canvasses, a couple of wall murals, a floor painting and a split screen TV looped audio visual multi media experience.
The key painting to grasping the threads of inter-galactic supreme beings, mind control, superheroes, and deviants in the machine is a single oil painting of a mutant galactic being formed of the cosmos or perhaps forming the cosmos. Creator or created of? There is a knowing nod to the iconography of Ganesha in the way the gas mask tubing comes to resemble and elephant trunk.
90% Of You Is Me
Somewhat curiously this image stands out for being stylistically as well as physically quite a distance from the rest of the show.
This galactic omniprescence sends messages to the minds of the sentient beings inhabiting the universe, strong black and white perspective lines link this source to the messages, presented in the form of tightly grouped words and messages on canvasses, “Not Everyone Thinks Like You”, “Bad Meaning Good”, “Art but Casual” - throw-away, individually meaningless but all quite sinister looked at from the conspiracy theorist’s point of view.
Under the stairs leading down to the basement is an audio-visual installation, a split screen presents on one side an excerpt from George Lucas’ first film THX-1138, a state controlled production line worker receiving electronic re-calibration and indoctrination after attempting to subvert the central control, his eyes rolling up in their sockets, while on the right is a visual white noise where subliminal CEPT words appear from time to time. The terse American voice issuing instructions and commands provides the soundtrack for the installation and recalls the audio backing to the illusion room at the 2007 Cept v. Mike Ballard show in Dalston (reviewed here).
THX-1138 (not turned on - HAN - stick a pic in here mate)
The TV loops then throws the idea of indoctrinating the rebel back across the room to the Supervillain on the wall opposite, his eyeless face reflecting the rolled back eyes of THX-1138 as Supervillain is also subjected to mind control messages from the galaxy creator.
Supervillain
The forth wall shows a couple of the Explosion oils which haven’t been seen in London before (read the review of Galaxy Rays– the Bristol 2009 show here) and a bit of wild and funky larking around the letter C.
If the galaxy creator/controller is to blame for 90% of us, then Cept has found a strong and consistent technique for releasing for his own unique 10 per cent. Like his last 2 shows, “Cept – A Frozen Explosion” very strong on concept, coherently linked the various strands across the work and not least, the artwork itself retains the rich and glossy pop feel.
More photos of the show, including the individual canvasses can be seen here, and you now have permission to leave this page and experience Graffoto's take on Cept's Dalston show from last year and Cept's Galaxy Rays show in Bristol from Spring 2009.
Saturday, 29 August 2009
Banksy v. Bristol Museum
Bristol
June 13 - Aug 31 2009
Photos: Nolionsinengland, Howaboutno, Art Of The State, Shellshock
Banksy is a bloke from Bristol who leaves messages on the streets and in Museums, you may have heard.
Banksy In London; Nolionsinengland
He is more than just my favourite cartoonist, even though he doesn’t have a daily newspaper slot yet, he is immensely popular which explains why 2 months into the Banksy vs Bristol Museum show the queue is 500+ queue long with more than an hour until the doors open. True to the myth, Banksy does things his own un-conventional way, in this case he has colluded with a few staff at the museum to give his hometown a monster of a show with virtually no pre-opening publicity and even most staff remained un-aware up until the week of the opening.
The show is mainly new material, though most of it works by reprising themes from many prior phases of Banksy’s modern era career, from an echo of the Natural History museum stuffed rat, the modified masterpieces of the Crude Oils/Barely Legal period, modern interpretations of classical sculptures (Crude Oils/Cans Festival) and the bulk of the New York 2008 Village Petstore animatronics show. Confession time, Banksy made up some of the caption for the pictures here, Graffoto made up the rest, it's not clear which are which.
Animatronics Room; photo Howaboutno
Three rooms plus the entrance foyer in the museum/gallery are exclusively and explicitly Banksy’s. The first contains a burnt ice cream van with the melted ice cream cone surrounded by various sculptural figures; the second room contains his paintings and a compact reconstruction of his Studio, whilst the third uses a zoo cage format to house the animatronics. Other than those dedicated spaces the rest of the museum is sprinkled with Banksy’s covertly (for sake of the legend, let’s pretend) inserted artifacts and paintings. A comprehensive guide to the show written by Graffoto contributor shellshock can be found in an earlier blog post ‘ere.
Ice Cream, Statues; Howaboutno
Banksy tilts against many windmills but by skilfully taking the side of the righteous common man at all times he doesn’t make enemies. Subjects teased by the Bristolian wit in this show include pompous authority, cultural elitism, organised religion, dis-organised religion, corporatism, CCTV surveillance, lost childhood innocence and militarism.
The most spectacular and one of the most amusing canvasses on show develops one of Banksy’s most famous images, the “Laugh now but one day we’ll be in charge” placard monkey is extrapolated to a scene from the House of Commons where the primates really have taken over, only to slip into the stereotypical boorish, baying, sniggering, posturing behaviour of MPs familiar from TV news shots of PM’s questions. This epic painting provides sumptuous amusement to the viewer prepared to linger over the detail.
Laugh Now We Are In Charge; Howaboutno
detail; Nolionsinengland
Banksy usually pokes fun at authority so it is amusing to see the ultimate authority, a grey-rinsed, pinafored mother carefully arranging the face bandana of the punk quaffed anarchist in “Don’t Forget Your Scarf”. “Couldn’t possibly have you going on the riot looking like you don’t know how to dress yourself darling” she seems to say.
Don’t Forget Your Scarf Dear; Nolionsinengland
Banksy’s main picture room contains a studio mock-up which is absolutely fascinating, though impossible to spend more than a few minutes in front of with the pressure of the crowds. Small working sketches pinned to walls hint at the evolution of Banksy’s masterpieces as well as perhaps either a large number of ideas which got ditched at the concept stage or may indeed be seen on a street somewhere sometime in the future [during the drafting of this, one of the sketches which provoked that thought HAS been turned into a street piece]. An arsenal of used Banksy tag stencils of various sizes hang ready to go, which is ironic as Banksy hasn’t tagged his street pieces for a long time, certainly not in this era when the majority of his street work is legal.
photo: Howaboutno
Not everything in this second Banksy room is easy to comprehend. A central feature consists of a heavily graffiti’d wall lain on the floor with cleaning tools lying around, the end of the wall that has been subject to buffing has warped into some kind of Alice in Wonderland meets Einstein mesh surface. This probably requires some thinking but on the basis that Banksy’s concepts never requires deep thought, well, frankly we moved on but did notice a small scale prototype of the wall lying around on the floor of the studio mock-up.
photo: ArtOfTheState
Other favourites include the Britannia who has replaced the trident symbolising the nautical supremacy through which the Empire was won with a CCTV through which she now maintains her law and order, Simon Cowell inserted into a Degas “strictly come ballet dancing at The Opera, Rue Petelier” ballet scene and the iconic photograph of Isambard Kingdom Brunel, father of many major feats of civil engineering which still form part of the railway infrastructure today, collaged with a sign giving directions to “buses on rail replacement service”.
Buses On Rail Replacement; photo: Nolionsinengland
Some of the gags are funny but only in a fairly weak way, the “Loft conversion coming soon” links modern property developers to the colonial fighters winning the West 225 years ago but the visual pun is too remote from modern-day dream-home sellers to be really funny. Perhaps this image defines a dilemma for Banksy, we generally enjoy a directness and simplicity in the humour and while the joke here is that the American Frontier War led has centuries later to US loft conversion and thus gentrification, it isn’t sufficiently obvious – if Banksy doesn’t serve up simplicity and laughs then he has failed.
Coming Soon, Loft Conversion; Howaboutno
Seeing the animatronics show reproduced here smooths over a niggle that such a radically different departure was unveiled in NY and had hitherto been un-seen in the UK. The hot dogs jokes work because we know Banksy is making fun of things that aren't good for you but which Americans consume in large quantities and they look like willies and behave like pet gerbils. The adult CCTV tending its three fledglings looks like an eagle-eyed mother protectively watching over her brood thanks to the clever simulation of the swivelling motions of a CCTV scanning for potential wrong doing or suspicious people with less than 10 quid haircuts, at the same time Banksy is revisiting his concerns over the proliferation of CCTVs in our society so putting them in cages suggests protection and an official breeding program.
CCTV fledglings; Nolionsinengland
The most refreshing and enjoyable feature of the show are the Banksy booby trap devices scattered around the rest of the permanent displays outside the three Banksy rooms. Sewn quietly into various display cases of geological wonders, porcelain dolls and what the show guide describes as “boring old plates” are Banksy’s inserted subversions. Among examples of what look like West Country vicar’s wife’s tea sets there is one of those nauseatingly twee Sunday supplement cutsey kitten plates.
Photo:Howaboutno
Other inappropriate insertions include a gas mask wearing ballerina among porcelain figurines and a bong pipe with grass debris amongst white china decorated in a classical Greek style. A stuffed rat clasping a with backpack paint brush furtively addresses an intricately patterned silk but doesn’t actually mark it, there are limits to the license granted for actually defacing the original exhibits. This piece is an extension of the legendary pranks on the Natural History museum and British museum where he secreted fully labelled spoof works into the displays without the staffs’ knowledge. Elsewhere in the Bristol Museum if you look carefully you can find the “Peckham trolley” hunter on stone.
Fight The Ban; Nolionsinengland
This treasure hunt cleverly walks a line between obvious and the obscure, teasing us with the uncertainty over whether items may be “real or Banksy”. One new acquisition to the natural history section mocks a label on a glass surface which highlights some fossil evidence of dinosaur skin (frankly, not that surprising) with a label over another section of pebbly looking stones identifying dinosaur sick. Or is it new? Graffoto could not reach a consensus.
Photo: Nolionsinengland
The duality of being a museum AND an art gallery allows Banksy, attributed as “Local Artist”, to hang a scattering of canvasses among the paintings permanently displayed to generations of Bristolian children and pensioners in the building. The Banksy’s are modified oil paintings which construct their gag by taking scuzzy aspects of contemporary urban society and throwing them into incongruous relief against a painting of the rustic tranquillity of a bygone era. Such pieces work in isolation, making a point or creating a gag within themselves and no need to look further but others react with or to their surroundings, looking incongruous, cheeky, and just plain wrong. Mastery of placement of street art is a Banksy hallmark and in the gallery setting he maintains a relish for allowing his jokes to bounce off the surrounding artifacts. “How Do You Like Your Eggs” hits twin targets in giving a burkha-shrouded cook a saucy western lingerie apron and it also mimics the somewhat stilted gestures of the adjacent grandiose portraits.
How Do You Like You Eggs; Nolionsinengland
“Dogging”, originally shown in the LA Barely Legal show, features a straw-hatted shepherd accompanied by his beagle on the bank of a stream whilst on the opposite bank in an aging Ford Escort a pair of white buttocks does the business between a pair of plump thighs ending in ankles on the dashboard. It is so 20th century urban Britain that we must all get the joke.
Dogging, Local Artist; Howaboutno
Favourite for many among the Banksy modified oil paintings hidden in the posh part of the museum is Agency Workers in which a peasant labouring in the field of Jean-Francois Millet’s The Gleaners has left the plane of the picture and takes a relaxed looking cigarette break. At the same time, Banksy likens the minimum wage worker to gleaners scavenging the last available sustenance from the leavings of civilisation but simultaneously capturing serene pleasure in a secret skive off work.
Agency Workers (Gleaners), Local Artist; Howaboutno
With a lot of Banksy’s art it is easy to scratch the surface to reveal a political theme underneath, albeit usually quite weak. Perhaps the most political piece is the Guantanamo prisoner-of-war/detainee/criminal (delete according to which legislature you are in) using a Bristol Boxkite plane which has been in the permanent exhibition for decades to make a Colditz style escape. Any protest against un-just detention without legal representation and denial of prisoner's legal rights is too deeply submerged under the visual joke to really make a political point. But then again, its great to see what Banksy does with the incumbent Musseum paraphenalia. The Battered Buddha which really worked very well as a spray painted image at the Cans Festival re-appears as a bland milky white statue with almost indiscernible colouring to represent bruising and blood. At the time of Cans Festival in 2008, the assault by Chinese security forces on Buddhist monks at Lhasa was comparatively recent and everyone was aware of it, now the plight of the monks has slipped off the agenda so this piece is sort of left in limbo, it’s a new work with little context but it references a retrospective piece which was intensely current at the time piece.
Guantanamo Boxkite; Shellshock
Organised religion shouldn’t be immune from teasing though even Banksy seems to pull his punches in the sketch “Prophet Muhammad Reclining Nude”, the joke of course is Muhammad posing for a painting and in the nude at that, whereas under Islamic tradition it is basically prohibited to create an image of the prophet, so of course Banksy doesn’t since there would be too much irony that Banksy whose sacred image is almost as jealousy protected should breach a prophet’s “no image” rights.
The show has had several additions since the opening including a tear streaked Ronald McDonald reflecting on a soul-less existence and nutrition-lite food optimised for minimum cost and maximum addiction, a bottle of hooch by his side, dangling his legs over a high ledge over the outside main door whilst the queuing masses not directly in the splat zone silently will him to fall off.
Jump Ronald; photo: Howaboutno
Perhaps the keynote of Banksy’s oeuvre this time out is nostalgia, a chance to re-visit some of the gags that have delighted us in the past, a chance to share in the knowing taunts against Establishment, though the tone is more sniggering tease rather than tormenting. The show re-affirms his status as the country’s favourite mischief maker, ironic as there is nothing illegal as such about this outing. His place in the heart is akin to the naughty boy who endears himself to all, a West Country Dennis The Menace or some latterday Robin Hood. This show further binds his work into our hearts even though there is a discomforting suspicion that we the common herd are the target of much of his wit. Gotta be able to laugh at ourselves, like.
June 13 - Aug 31 2009
Photos: Nolionsinengland, Howaboutno, Art Of The State, Shellshock
Banksy is a bloke from Bristol who leaves messages on the streets and in Museums, you may have heard.
Banksy In London; Nolionsinengland
He is more than just my favourite cartoonist, even though he doesn’t have a daily newspaper slot yet, he is immensely popular which explains why 2 months into the Banksy vs Bristol Museum show the queue is 500+ queue long with more than an hour until the doors open. True to the myth, Banksy does things his own un-conventional way, in this case he has colluded with a few staff at the museum to give his hometown a monster of a show with virtually no pre-opening publicity and even most staff remained un-aware up until the week of the opening.
The show is mainly new material, though most of it works by reprising themes from many prior phases of Banksy’s modern era career, from an echo of the Natural History museum stuffed rat, the modified masterpieces of the Crude Oils/Barely Legal period, modern interpretations of classical sculptures (Crude Oils/Cans Festival) and the bulk of the New York 2008 Village Petstore animatronics show. Confession time, Banksy made up some of the caption for the pictures here, Graffoto made up the rest, it's not clear which are which.
Animatronics Room; photo Howaboutno
Three rooms plus the entrance foyer in the museum/gallery are exclusively and explicitly Banksy’s. The first contains a burnt ice cream van with the melted ice cream cone surrounded by various sculptural figures; the second room contains his paintings and a compact reconstruction of his Studio, whilst the third uses a zoo cage format to house the animatronics. Other than those dedicated spaces the rest of the museum is sprinkled with Banksy’s covertly (for sake of the legend, let’s pretend) inserted artifacts and paintings. A comprehensive guide to the show written by Graffoto contributor shellshock can be found in an earlier blog post ‘ere.
Ice Cream, Statues; Howaboutno
Banksy tilts against many windmills but by skilfully taking the side of the righteous common man at all times he doesn’t make enemies. Subjects teased by the Bristolian wit in this show include pompous authority, cultural elitism, organised religion, dis-organised religion, corporatism, CCTV surveillance, lost childhood innocence and militarism.
The most spectacular and one of the most amusing canvasses on show develops one of Banksy’s most famous images, the “Laugh now but one day we’ll be in charge” placard monkey is extrapolated to a scene from the House of Commons where the primates really have taken over, only to slip into the stereotypical boorish, baying, sniggering, posturing behaviour of MPs familiar from TV news shots of PM’s questions. This epic painting provides sumptuous amusement to the viewer prepared to linger over the detail.
Laugh Now We Are In Charge; Howaboutno
detail; Nolionsinengland
Banksy usually pokes fun at authority so it is amusing to see the ultimate authority, a grey-rinsed, pinafored mother carefully arranging the face bandana of the punk quaffed anarchist in “Don’t Forget Your Scarf”. “Couldn’t possibly have you going on the riot looking like you don’t know how to dress yourself darling” she seems to say.
Don’t Forget Your Scarf Dear; Nolionsinengland
Banksy’s main picture room contains a studio mock-up which is absolutely fascinating, though impossible to spend more than a few minutes in front of with the pressure of the crowds. Small working sketches pinned to walls hint at the evolution of Banksy’s masterpieces as well as perhaps either a large number of ideas which got ditched at the concept stage or may indeed be seen on a street somewhere sometime in the future [during the drafting of this, one of the sketches which provoked that thought HAS been turned into a street piece]. An arsenal of used Banksy tag stencils of various sizes hang ready to go, which is ironic as Banksy hasn’t tagged his street pieces for a long time, certainly not in this era when the majority of his street work is legal.
photo: Howaboutno
Not everything in this second Banksy room is easy to comprehend. A central feature consists of a heavily graffiti’d wall lain on the floor with cleaning tools lying around, the end of the wall that has been subject to buffing has warped into some kind of Alice in Wonderland meets Einstein mesh surface. This probably requires some thinking but on the basis that Banksy’s concepts never requires deep thought, well, frankly we moved on but did notice a small scale prototype of the wall lying around on the floor of the studio mock-up.
photo: ArtOfTheState
Other favourites include the Britannia who has replaced the trident symbolising the nautical supremacy through which the Empire was won with a CCTV through which she now maintains her law and order, Simon Cowell inserted into a Degas “strictly come ballet dancing at The Opera, Rue Petelier” ballet scene and the iconic photograph of Isambard Kingdom Brunel, father of many major feats of civil engineering which still form part of the railway infrastructure today, collaged with a sign giving directions to “buses on rail replacement service”.
Buses On Rail Replacement; photo: Nolionsinengland
Some of the gags are funny but only in a fairly weak way, the “Loft conversion coming soon” links modern property developers to the colonial fighters winning the West 225 years ago but the visual pun is too remote from modern-day dream-home sellers to be really funny. Perhaps this image defines a dilemma for Banksy, we generally enjoy a directness and simplicity in the humour and while the joke here is that the American Frontier War led has centuries later to US loft conversion and thus gentrification, it isn’t sufficiently obvious – if Banksy doesn’t serve up simplicity and laughs then he has failed.
Coming Soon, Loft Conversion; Howaboutno
Seeing the animatronics show reproduced here smooths over a niggle that such a radically different departure was unveiled in NY and had hitherto been un-seen in the UK. The hot dogs jokes work because we know Banksy is making fun of things that aren't good for you but which Americans consume in large quantities and they look like willies and behave like pet gerbils. The adult CCTV tending its three fledglings looks like an eagle-eyed mother protectively watching over her brood thanks to the clever simulation of the swivelling motions of a CCTV scanning for potential wrong doing or suspicious people with less than 10 quid haircuts, at the same time Banksy is revisiting his concerns over the proliferation of CCTVs in our society so putting them in cages suggests protection and an official breeding program.
CCTV fledglings; Nolionsinengland
The most refreshing and enjoyable feature of the show are the Banksy booby trap devices scattered around the rest of the permanent displays outside the three Banksy rooms. Sewn quietly into various display cases of geological wonders, porcelain dolls and what the show guide describes as “boring old plates” are Banksy’s inserted subversions. Among examples of what look like West Country vicar’s wife’s tea sets there is one of those nauseatingly twee Sunday supplement cutsey kitten plates.
Photo:Howaboutno
Other inappropriate insertions include a gas mask wearing ballerina among porcelain figurines and a bong pipe with grass debris amongst white china decorated in a classical Greek style. A stuffed rat clasping a with backpack paint brush furtively addresses an intricately patterned silk but doesn’t actually mark it, there are limits to the license granted for actually defacing the original exhibits. This piece is an extension of the legendary pranks on the Natural History museum and British museum where he secreted fully labelled spoof works into the displays without the staffs’ knowledge. Elsewhere in the Bristol Museum if you look carefully you can find the “Peckham trolley” hunter on stone.
Fight The Ban; Nolionsinengland
This treasure hunt cleverly walks a line between obvious and the obscure, teasing us with the uncertainty over whether items may be “real or Banksy”. One new acquisition to the natural history section mocks a label on a glass surface which highlights some fossil evidence of dinosaur skin (frankly, not that surprising) with a label over another section of pebbly looking stones identifying dinosaur sick. Or is it new? Graffoto could not reach a consensus.
Photo: Nolionsinengland
The duality of being a museum AND an art gallery allows Banksy, attributed as “Local Artist”, to hang a scattering of canvasses among the paintings permanently displayed to generations of Bristolian children and pensioners in the building. The Banksy’s are modified oil paintings which construct their gag by taking scuzzy aspects of contemporary urban society and throwing them into incongruous relief against a painting of the rustic tranquillity of a bygone era. Such pieces work in isolation, making a point or creating a gag within themselves and no need to look further but others react with or to their surroundings, looking incongruous, cheeky, and just plain wrong. Mastery of placement of street art is a Banksy hallmark and in the gallery setting he maintains a relish for allowing his jokes to bounce off the surrounding artifacts. “How Do You Like Your Eggs” hits twin targets in giving a burkha-shrouded cook a saucy western lingerie apron and it also mimics the somewhat stilted gestures of the adjacent grandiose portraits.
How Do You Like You Eggs; Nolionsinengland
“Dogging”, originally shown in the LA Barely Legal show, features a straw-hatted shepherd accompanied by his beagle on the bank of a stream whilst on the opposite bank in an aging Ford Escort a pair of white buttocks does the business between a pair of plump thighs ending in ankles on the dashboard. It is so 20th century urban Britain that we must all get the joke.
Dogging, Local Artist; Howaboutno
Favourite for many among the Banksy modified oil paintings hidden in the posh part of the museum is Agency Workers in which a peasant labouring in the field of Jean-Francois Millet’s The Gleaners has left the plane of the picture and takes a relaxed looking cigarette break. At the same time, Banksy likens the minimum wage worker to gleaners scavenging the last available sustenance from the leavings of civilisation but simultaneously capturing serene pleasure in a secret skive off work.
Agency Workers (Gleaners), Local Artist; Howaboutno
With a lot of Banksy’s art it is easy to scratch the surface to reveal a political theme underneath, albeit usually quite weak. Perhaps the most political piece is the Guantanamo prisoner-of-war/detainee/criminal (delete according to which legislature you are in) using a Bristol Boxkite plane which has been in the permanent exhibition for decades to make a Colditz style escape. Any protest against un-just detention without legal representation and denial of prisoner's legal rights is too deeply submerged under the visual joke to really make a political point. But then again, its great to see what Banksy does with the incumbent Musseum paraphenalia. The Battered Buddha which really worked very well as a spray painted image at the Cans Festival re-appears as a bland milky white statue with almost indiscernible colouring to represent bruising and blood. At the time of Cans Festival in 2008, the assault by Chinese security forces on Buddhist monks at Lhasa was comparatively recent and everyone was aware of it, now the plight of the monks has slipped off the agenda so this piece is sort of left in limbo, it’s a new work with little context but it references a retrospective piece which was intensely current at the time piece.
Guantanamo Boxkite; Shellshock
Organised religion shouldn’t be immune from teasing though even Banksy seems to pull his punches in the sketch “Prophet Muhammad Reclining Nude”, the joke of course is Muhammad posing for a painting and in the nude at that, whereas under Islamic tradition it is basically prohibited to create an image of the prophet, so of course Banksy doesn’t since there would be too much irony that Banksy whose sacred image is almost as jealousy protected should breach a prophet’s “no image” rights.
The show has had several additions since the opening including a tear streaked Ronald McDonald reflecting on a soul-less existence and nutrition-lite food optimised for minimum cost and maximum addiction, a bottle of hooch by his side, dangling his legs over a high ledge over the outside main door whilst the queuing masses not directly in the splat zone silently will him to fall off.
Jump Ronald; photo: Howaboutno
Perhaps the keynote of Banksy’s oeuvre this time out is nostalgia, a chance to re-visit some of the gags that have delighted us in the past, a chance to share in the knowing taunts against Establishment, though the tone is more sniggering tease rather than tormenting. The show re-affirms his status as the country’s favourite mischief maker, ironic as there is nothing illegal as such about this outing. His place in the heart is akin to the naughty boy who endears himself to all, a West Country Dennis The Menace or some latterday Robin Hood. This show further binds his work into our hearts even though there is a discomforting suspicion that we the common herd are the target of much of his wit. Gotta be able to laugh at ourselves, like.
We don't learn anything new about Banksy, his image remains as jealously guarded as any religious prophet and to the extent that he was a mystery he remains a mystery despite the work-in-progress scrapings in the studio mock-up. The show is an immensely enjoyable experience, the work remains immediately accessible, it’s a feast from Britain’s foremost popular artist and he certainly isn’t losing his popular touch.
I’d like to share the blame for writing this with HowAboutNo and Bravo99 whose company, comments and observation shaped the views here. Many words have been spewed on the subject of this show by critics and jobbing tourism feature writers, rightly too given the scale of the attraction and the continuous crowd it has drawn, Graffoto comes late to the fray but so what, you get it here from a perspective of genuine enthusiasm for the graff and street art scene and no taint of vested interest.
A side effect of this show is that pictures from the show have flooded the internet which has had to be expanded to cope. Among the better sets Graffoto recommends (and reminding you the shellshock/Graffoto guide can be found here)
Art Of The State
Howaboutno
Nolionsinengland
shellshock
Eddiedangerous
I’d like to share the blame for writing this with HowAboutNo and Bravo99 whose company, comments and observation shaped the views here. Many words have been spewed on the subject of this show by critics and jobbing tourism feature writers, rightly too given the scale of the attraction and the continuous crowd it has drawn, Graffoto comes late to the fray but so what, you get it here from a perspective of genuine enthusiasm for the graff and street art scene and no taint of vested interest.
A side effect of this show is that pictures from the show have flooded the internet which has had to be expanded to cope. Among the better sets Graffoto recommends (and reminding you the shellshock/Graffoto guide can be found here)
Art Of The State
Howaboutno
Nolionsinengland
shellshock
Eddiedangerous
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