Friday, 17 August 2007

The Dislocated

A few years ago - this time three years ago to be exact(ish) - a group of us got together to have a show. A group show even. The show was called 'Romance'. It was a take on the New Zealand landscape of the time - social, political, physical etc. It was a great show. It was pushing boundaries in work and presentation.

The exhibition never happened. Thanks to the lack of foresight of certain gallery staff.

Here, however, are some of my test shots for the show. As you can see I went out of my way to get these shots. It was fun. My series was called (dis)location. It was something different from me - personal with an obvious political edge. I think I would like to complete it properly one day.


And here is some of the rubbish I wrote, and stole, at the time.

AN ESSAY ON ‘THE SUBLIME’ BY ANDY PALMER

There are few emotions about places for which adequate single words exist: we have to make awkward piles of words to convey what we felt when watching light fade on an early autumn evening or when encountering a pool of perfectly still water in a clearing.
But at the beginning of the eighteenth century, a word came to prominence with which it became possible to indicate a specific response towards precipices and glaciers, the night skies and boulder-strewn deserts. In their presence, we were likely to experience, and could count on being understood later for reporting that we had felt, a sense of the sublime. (Alain De Botton)

The word itself had originated around AD 200 in a treatise, On the Sublime, ascribed to the Greek author Longinus, though it languished until a retranslation of the essay into English in 1712 renewed intense interest among critics. While the writers differed in their specific analyses of the word, their shared assumptions were more striking. They grouped into a single category a variety of hitherto unconnected landscapes by virtue of their size, emptiness or danger, and argued that such places provoked an identifiable feeling that was both pleasurable and morally good. The value of landscapes was no longer to be decided solely on formal aesthetic criteria (the harmony of colours or arrangement of lines) or on economic or practical concerns, but according to the power of the places to arouse the mind to sublimity. (Alain De Botton)

A way of looking that the European settlers brought to NZ was through the Sublime. The Sublime is a eighteen century art historical term usually used in relation to describing wild and awe-inspiring landscapes. More broadly, it informs an understanding of the inexplicable, particularly upon being confronted with the unfamiliarity with unmapped territory, or with ideas and places to awesome and uncertain to contain. (Dowse Museum)

In his archival photographic project entitled The Homely (1998-2000), Hipkins documented sites of the colonial landscape, confronting definitions of nativeness and homeland.
Many of the photographs in The Homely have their place of origin in domestic settings. But the [subject] also ventures away from the home's safety and moves between the actual landscape and (diorama) depictions of landscape. This blurring of the real and the simulation of the real belongs to a denatured space: the postmodern sublime. Although New Zealand has an international reputation for being "clean, green and beautiful"…it is the treatment and conquest of nature as an adventure playground that interests me with this project. (Letter from Hipkins to Butler, 22 Nov. 1999)

Hipkins interrogates sites of crisis in the culture - where modernity meets its demise. An embedded narrative within The Homely deals with the parallel notions of the wilderness and the landscape, the appropriated and the cultivated, the indigenous and the subsumed. Like the colonial cultures of New Zealand and Australia, whose unruly co-existence of indigenous and settler culture fosters whole academic disciplines such as "settlement studies" … the pictures hover in an uneasy territory between cozy folklore and residual violence. (Cornelia H. Butler)

Where was I? I've been trying to follow the so-called "race debate" back home. Distance lends a certain perspective, as well as an alternative frame for all the angst and aggro. For one thing, there's nothing like being a world away from the landscape of childhood – and dreaming of it every other night -- to reveal a deep and, yes, spiritual relationship to the land, even if you don't think of a given mountain as your actual ancestor. (http://publicaddress.net/default,busytown.sm)


(dis)location

My childhood was spent on the fringes of the bush, with regular forays into the wildness of hills covered in native and exotic trees on the edge of an ever encroaching suburbia. Running through trees, drinking from streams, sliding down steep slopes, getting so dirty it took days to get clean again. Often there were bruises or cuts or twisted ankles, but they were part of the experience of the bush. What developed was a love of, and respect for, ‘nature’ – those places where I could feel little evidence of human interference. There are times I feel spiritually connected with this land; moments when this land adds to my life.

Relationship to the land can be a very personal thing and not necessarily something existing solely based on race or gender or background. (dis)location seeks to comment on relationships and connections to the Land, questions the right to establish such links from my point of view as a Pakeha, while touching on the accepted view of Maori as the guardians of our land.

The traditions in both [Australia and New Zealand] were founded on European exploration and colonisation, coinciding with the rising supremacy of the European landscape tradition. European aesthetic models were applied in both places as a means by which the colonisers could come to terms with an alien environment. The adaptation of an imported vision to local conditions grew to define a nationalistic impulse in both countries in which landscape was position as the major site for the articulation of a national identity. The land in Australia and New Zealand is now, however, a thoroughly contested site, mapped only by complexity and uncertainty. Marked by competing ambition and irreconcilable differences, be they between indigenous and colonising peoples, or industrial expansion and ecological interests, the land no longer speaks the truths it once did. (Home and away : contemporary Australian and New Zealand art from the Chartwell Collection; McAloon, William; p.15)

[T]he New Zealand landscape is a hotly contested site - of physical possession, of naming, mapping and journeying, of warring and of tribal, racial and personal memory. It is, in truth, an occupied zone whose constantly reread and rewritten histories do not lie in quiescent layers but jostle, shift, and thrust, as changing and unstable as the land itself. (Headlands : thinking through New Zealand art; Pitts, Priscilla; p.87)

In New Zealand, the land is perhaps the most charged symbol of contestation, and the notion of wilderness the most pervasive embodiment of the tourist imagination and national identity. ... Maori and Pakeha societies seem to exist in a kind of productive, semi-colonial tolerance of each other, although the question of colonial status is still a point of rigorous debate among those who feel that the colonialization is complete. (Flight patterns; Butler, Cornelia H.; p.66)

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

who is that weird person in all your photos with the long hair!!!

microphen said...

no one special. just some random hippie dude i picked up along the way.