Wednesday: Day one at The Chan
I’m with Leanne Waterhouse, Siyang Zhou and
Sarah Pirrie at the Chan Contemporary Art Space. The space is large and bare
and over the next seven days it will need to be filled. I’m one of six curators
for this show. It’s my first time curating and I am approaching my task with
trepidation.
Who said curating was about long, boozy
lunches? It is more about building walls, moving panels and addressing
existential questions. Will you carry that panel over there please? At this
moment the most important person in the gallery seems to be Stewart, the
carpenter who is drilling nails into the panels and attaching them together to
make walls. It is physical labour and essential but I’m looking forward to
seeing the art. Having been in Alice Springs I am not sure what the other
curators have got. Will the other curators/artist’s work fit in with mine? Has
the art work arrived safely?
Thursday: Day two at The Chan
More panels. More moving. Building walls. Chips Mackinolty, whose speech
at MAGNT was the catalyst for the exhibition, breezes into the gallery for a
chat. In his speech he asks the question: Who is a real Territorian and how
should they be represented in a Territory that is the domain of Aboriginal
people, and Aboriginal artists? Mackinolty is here with Frank Gohier from Red
Hand Prints. Mackinolty argues that we, non Aboriginals, are now the real
nomads in the territory. We come and go as we please.
As the other artists and their work arrive
we unwrap the art like greedy children ripping apart packaging. It is an
eclectic collection of work. In Temple Export, Zhou builds a prayer room inside
a wooden shipping crate. The crate is decorated with the image of Ma Zhu, a
goddess with the power to control the ocean and to whom Chinese sailors pray
before taking a long journey.
I’m please the work sent from the artists
I’m working with arrived undamaged. As I unpack Rod Moss’s Big Rooster I’m
surprised to learn Moss hasn’t had a major show in Darwin. Certainly, it’s time
for him to have a retrospective here!
Sia Cox’s work looks magnificent and delicate. Her fabric
sculptures have travelled well from Alice Springs to Darwin. She is certainly
about to make an impression. Rupert Betheras who has already made an impression
in Darwin as a footballer, having played for St. Mary’s Football Club and
Collingwood, will be hard to miss. His muscular, three-meter long, Australian
Line of Spiritual Salvation once stretched is too big to bring to the gallery.
We need to hire a large vehicle.
Friday: Day three at The Chan
Suzi Lyon, the other curator from Alice
Springs, has arrived. It’s nice to have two curators from Alice Springs
interacting with artists in Darwin. The divide between Darwin and Alice Springs
is palpable. This is a good opportunity for us all to interact and collaborate.
Being a writer I am acutely aware that there isn’t much dialogue between territory
artists and few opportunities like this for collaboration. Ian Hance begins
creating his on-site installation Signals from the frontier using etched and
inked zinc plates, motor vehicle parts, enamel paint, maps, acetate and red
velvet plush cording with chrome bollards.
Saturday: Day four at The Chan
Looking around the gallery most of the art works are actually
addressing similar themes and considerations. It seems road trains, transport
in various forms, drinking, ecology, land, rubbish and rest, albeit unsettled
rest, seems to me to be the major preoccupation. Amongst the artists and curators, there
are also a number of different cultural backgrounds and influences here.
The history of migrants in the Northern
Territory hasn’t been documented enough. In particular, I’m thinking of the
Afghan Cameleers, who were really Indians and Pakistanis, who helped the early
explorers and pioneers settle this country. The fact that the exhibition is in
the Chan gallery makes it hard to ignore the Chinese influence on local
history.
Sunday: Day five at The Chan
Mackinolty and Gohier are setting up their
area. They are creating an installation that includes a bar and a
tongue-in-cheek, history of Bogans. Included here is Colin Holt’s, Boganopoly,
2012, acrylic paint on wood and glass,
Holt’s Bogan World, 2012, an acrylic on board, Mackinolty’s, Bogan kids’
names and Franck Gohier, The bucket, 2007, an acrylic on board that is clearly
a reference to a popular fast food chicken outlet. They are thorough in their
critique and their installation includes Queensland Rum, eskies and a critique
of Bogan names. For those that are unclear, the term Bogan is Australian
vernacular, usually pejorative or self deprecating, for an individual who is
recognisably from a lower middle class background. On the other side, of their
bar is Sia Cox’s work, Resting and Love at the Gap View Hotel. Suzi Lyon’s,
Shaped like a bird, 2012, digital sound recording of a road train can be heard.
Underneath is a dusty red swag. Nearby, Siyang Zhou is busily putting the final
touches to her prayer room.
The territory is a wonderful place. It is
full of spirituality, alcoholism, madness and spectacular beauty. So there is
little wonder it attracts artists.
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