EXHIBITION—Paranoia—Freud Museum

We were asked to visit the Freud Museum as part of the Framing Art course and in the process think about and try to articulate our responses to it.

At the same time as being the home of Sigmund Freud for the last year of his life, with everything that that entails physically and symbolically, the Museum was also hosting an exhibition of contemporary artworks based on the theme of ‘paranoia’. This juxtaposition of two powerful, potential attributions led to some interesting situations and feelings in the house.

At first glance the house is a fairly typical suburban detached house, in a well-off neighborhood in North London. The first indication that all is not as it seems are the set of three wooden signs staked in the grass on either side of the path to the front door. On them are painted “NO ENTRY”, “NO TRAVELLERS” and “KEEP OUT”1 and—to be fair—caused us to think that there must be another entrance somewhere round the side of the house. If that’s not effective art, then I don’t what is.

Having negotiated our confusion over these messages, we were able to get inside the house. It’s really quite small, with 5 rooms on the ground floor and 3 on the first. The rooms are again styled in a fairly typical British suburban manner, all persian and chinese rugs throughout, and antique furniture. However interspersed amongst this are Freud’s large collection of antiquities from ancient Greece, Rome, Egypt and the Orient, which Freud used as symbolic of the activity of the unconscious: “They were, in fact, I said, only objects found in a tomb, and their burial had been their preservation”.

The objects also have a life of their own, beyond simply historical artifacts from Sigmund Freud’s life. Many of them are accompanied by small typewritten labels which give them further meanings relating to Freud’s psychoanalytic analyses. This makes the progress through the house somewhat unsettling, as one is forced to see the house through two sets of eyes concurrently, on the one hand regarding it as a historically significant residence, with all the social and quotidian meanings involved with that; and on the other as a screen through which to read each object as holding symbolic meaning.

The entry of the exhibition to the house add yet a further layer of meanings to the space. The objects are a mixture of photography, painting/drawing and free-standing objects. In many cases the objects are created to work with the existing milieus, and one finds oneself performing a process of double-take at certain points, to try and negotiate the potential readings of any particular view. Glass flamingos2 drink from antique bowls in the study, while others crowd round a table as ghostly remnants. Swimmers with missing limbs are projected onto the ceiling in the library3, as if we’re underwater, below them. Less effective for me were the myriad monitors placed around the house showing videos. Their lack of integration with the surrounding settings seemed jarring, they demanded you mentally remove yourself from the house and enter their little world. Many of these videos seemed trite, however Jean Gabriel Periot’s piece4 impressed me with its mélange of music and snapshots of roads leading to the gas chamber. Having just watched this me and my partner sat on a sofa in the next room and discussed in front of the beautifully effective wolf and deer video (with gunshot)5.

Overall the exhibition was pretty average, with a the few outstanding pieces mentioned above. The premise was a good one, but I felt not dealt with well by most of the artists. If I was to look at one aspect of the house from a Freudian perspective (not that I know much about Freud’s work) I’d have to draw attention to the pacing dog outside in the garden, trying to get in. I’m sure I could read something into that.

  1. Daniel Baker, Wish You Were Here, 2007 installation
  2. Nike Savvas, Zero to Infinity, 2004 installation
  3. Tatjana Struger, Positions, 2004 video
  4. Jean Gabriel Periot, Dies irae, 2005 video
  5. Mircea Cantor, Deeparture, 2005, video

BOOKS: Blanchot and Bourdieu

I received two new books yesterday to add the library, Maurice Blanchot’s Friendship and Pierre Bourdieu and Alain Darbel’s The Love of Art.

The Bourdieu/Darbel book is one which we’ve been reading in relation to the Framing Art course, looking at museums and their relations with their audiences. The Love of Art is a report on a series of what were essentially market research studies of the visitors to various museums in France, Italy, Netherlands, Spain, Poland and Greece during 1964–5. They examined the demographic profiles of the visitors to the various targeted sites and their histories in relation to that museum, and to museums and art in general, as well as their perceived needs from the institution, and impressions of it.

Friendship is a collection of essays by Blanchot, a critic and philosopher whose writing cropped up in our readings around the Museums and Photography session for the same course. In particular with reference to André Malraux’s Museum Without Walls. An essay in this collection of Blanchot’s criticism, entitled The Museum, Art, and Time, discusses Malraux’s writings on the museumification of art. I’ve yet to read this essay, but isn’t that the joy of collecting books: The potentialities that they offer for future reading and the sheer impossibility of ever completing them all? Potentialities, by Giorgio Agamben – another book I bought recently and have yet to read.

CREATIVE JOURNAL—Gallery Visit—Cullinan and Richards

I always enjoy visiting studios, there’s obviously a mixture of voyeurism and some envy going on there.

Today we visited the studio of Charlotte Cullinan and Janine Richards, previously known collectively as Art Lab and more recently as The Savage School(?). Charlotte gave an extremely lucid overview of their work, which raises many interesting issues for me regarding the work of the artist as facilitator or ‘platform’ for other workers. This has particular resonance with the text we have just read regarding relational aesthetics by Nicolas Bourriaud, and indeed the one’s we are currently reading about the ‘death of the author’.

From a personal point of view, their earlier work recalled my own degree show where I invited the artist Peter Fend to exhibit his work in my stead. Sorry if I harp on about this – it’s my greatest moment so far, I think, so I feel warranted to flog it until it’s dead.

WRITING—Of Interest?

If you look at the archives section in the sidebar (to the right of the main page), and if you’ve been observant, you may just have noticed that I added a little tally of the total number of posts in each month. Having done so, I was intrigued to see that the busiest month was June 2005, a couple of months after I created the blog.

This could be for a number of reasons: it might have been the point at which I really got into posting on the blog and got a bit over-excited about it; or it may have simply been a high-news month.

Looking at the posts in that month I noticed that a consistent factor was that they were all fairly short, which obviously would make it easier to write many over a short period of time. But what also gave me pause for thought was the subject-matter. At that time I was solely writing about what interested me, with no ulterior motive (as such). Contrast that with today, and the slowing down of posts, and I’m now concentrating on material related to the college course, which—although of interest to me—one could define as outside-led rather than purely my own initiative.

So what does this tell me? It struck me that I should try to be including posts now that should also have the same sort of interest factor, and not just be dry explications of stuff I’ve read.

To do this will require – what? Perhaps re-acquainting myself with artworks, and look for their parallels with the texts. Find the personal connection that prompted the effusion of posts back then and which has been watered down since.

I don’t know exactly what the answer is. I have to think about this.