O Sole Mio - Koushna Navabi Richard Wentworth Ruth Whaley Lekha Poddar Parasol unit

Page created by June Mccarthy
 
CONTINUE READING
O Sole Mio - Koushna Navabi Richard Wentworth Ruth Whaley Lekha Poddar Parasol unit
O Sole Mio
ISSUE 06                                   20 May 2020

                                     Koushna Navabi
                                  Richard Wentworth
                                        Ruth Whaley
                                       Lekha Poddar
Parasol unit
foundation for contemporary art
O Sole Mio - Koushna Navabi Richard Wentworth Ruth Whaley Lekha Poddar Parasol unit
Learning to Look with all Our Senses                                                       at their surroundings. Sometime in the
                                                                                           early 1980s during one of my usual
                                                                                                                                            he would draw their shape at a larger
                                                                                                                                            scale and in close proximity to the fibre.
                                                                                           gallery visits, I came face to face with         This intriguing practice allowed Fisher
                                                                                           a cast bronze sculpture that looked like         to create a sizeable series of works on
Among the profusion of information,        to the lockdown, being bumped into, by          the outline of a cat. It was an intriguing       paper which would never have come
guidance and comments we continue to       other people’s backpacks, shopping bags         object, something like a drawing in              into existence were it not for his keen
receive during the Covid-19 pandemic       or even their limbs, was an everyday            the space. My                                                           interest in looking
some are helpful, some are really good     part of life. I recall the frustration of       interest grew                                                           intently at those
and others are just great. Whether or      being hit right and left in aeroplanes or       considerably                                                            paper surfaces.
not within the next few months we can      simply on the street and looking back           when the artist                                                         Later, he ventured
revert to where we stood in our life prior with nostalgia to those days when it            Joel Fisher                                                             to make sculpture
to the pandemic, one thing is certain, the was considered disrespectful to come            explained his                                                           by turning some
current change and pace of life that we    into physical contact with other people         work to me and                                                          of the two-
have submitted                                                       in public places.     the process                                                             dimensional
to will have a                                                                             through which                                                           drawings into
lasting effect                                                       Another welcome       this Untitled                                                           three-dimensional
on our senses,                                                       life experience is    sculpture had                                                           works and this
bodies and minds.                                                    having relearned      come about.                                                             is how his
                                                                     to be in touch        Fisher used to                                                          Untitled work had
To protect their                                                     with one’s            handmake paper,                                                         been realised.
citizens, some                                                       surroundings. I       a process which                                                         Naturally, I was
countries closed                                                     am not altogether     in itself requires                                                      amazed by this
their borders,                                                       sure what has         patience and a                                                          elaborate process
others restricted                                                    contributed to        love of creating.                                                       and exercise in
movement                                                             this change of        He would place                                                          perseverance and
altogether by                                                        attitude. Is it the   the paper to dry                                                        patience. In the
excluding travel                                                     necessity of being    on some rough                                                           1980s, such a
both within                                                          on the lookout        felt he had in                                                          practice seemed
their own or                                                         for potential         his studio and,                                                         special but could
to a foreign                                                         danger and being      not surprisingly,                                                       have happened,
country. As a                                                        cautious before       some felt                                                               but in subsequent
result, frequent                                                     acting or is it       fibres would                                                            decades such
travelling has                                                       simply due to         inevitably adhere                                                       artistic mindsets
for now become                                                       having more time      to it. On close                                                         have become
an activity of yesteryear. Fortunately,    to consider options as opposed to acting        examination                                                             increasingly
we human beings are flexible enough        on necessarily hasty decisions? For             of the paper’s                                                          rare among
to adapt to new circumstances and,         myself, I am glad to have this time.            surface, Fisher                                                         artists. However,
thanks to technology, have been able to                                                    discovered that some of the felt fibres          with the current lockdown we are all
communicate on many levels with the        Let’s keep in mind this renewed                 had interesting shapes, which was                experiencing, it has once more become
outside world. ‘Social distancing’ implies enjoyment of looking carefully at things        enough to incite him to further his              a welcome practice to take time to
that touching people in public is to be    but go back to our artistic discussion          exploration of a new body of works.              gaze with our eyes and to think more
avoided and that, after all, can perhaps   and examine some examples of how                Fisher first identified which of the felt        consciously with our minds.
be seen as a welcome restriction. Prior    artists have looked or are still looking        fibres interested him, then with a pencil

                                           2                                                                                            3
O Sole Mio - Koushna Navabi Richard Wentworth Ruth Whaley Lekha Poddar Parasol unit
Among the numerous contributions I              work is its seemingly practical nature,       concerns. Together, they speak vividly of                  taking us this far back in time, Whaley
have had the good fortune to receive            whereas the work itself is the result of      the intense inner feelings of both these                   also gently reminds us that hope has
from artists in response to the O               considerable thought and deliberation.        women. Farrokhzad’s daring yet poetic                      always been alive in the human mind.
Sole Mio project, I realise that many           It is therefore not surprising that for       exploration finds a kindred spirit in
of them put considerable importance             his contribution to O Sole Mio he has         Navabi’s highly loaded imagery.                            From another part of the world, in India,
on the act of gazing, on scanning               presented a work which incorporates,                                                                     Lekha Poddar offers her reflection on
their surroundings, and on the careful          as he says, ‘fleeting stuff’ in a ‘chipped    Ruth Whaley’s intimate painting The                        the confinement we are all currently
observation of minute details. Not              glass prism’. How marvellous indeed to        Gaze has two distinct parts, an angel                      experiencing, no matter where we live on
surprisingly, they found that the process       encapsulate in one minuscule object,          and a freshly blooming rose, both                          planet Earth, and our potential faith and
had markedly heightened their sense             endless hours of reflection.                  hugely symbolic. The figure of the angel                   hope in a future recovery. Harnessing
of perception. The four contributions I                                                       was inspired and copied after a large                      the power of creativity and art, Poddar
took pleasure in selecting for this sixth       ‘I Shall Salute the Sun Once More’ is         wall painting at Santa Felicita, entitled                  presents a work by Iqra Tanveer entitled
issue of O Sole Mio, which considers the        the title of a translation by the artist      Annunciation (The Virgin Mary), 1528,                      Paradise of Paradox, which like all other
theme of learning to look with all our          Koushna Navabi of a well-known poem           by Pontormo. With The Gaze, Whaley                         works in this issue is about seeing and
senses, include works by three artists,         by one of Iran’s foremost modern              plays conceptually on several layers                       discovering hope.
Richard Wentworth, Koushna Navabi and           poets, Forugh Farrokhzad. The poem is         of thought. The wall painting at Santa
Ruth Whaley, and a reflection by Lekha          commonly translated into English as ‘I        Felicita not only takes us to another                      Ziba Ardalan
Poddar, an art collector and founder of         Will Greet the Sun Again’. In this special    era, but the Archangel Gabriel’s intense                   Founder, Artistic and Executive Director
the Devi Art Foundation in New Delhi.           work, Navabi connects with the deceased       gaze at the Virgin Mary bears good news
During this time of required isolation,         poet on a personal level, which could         and heralds hope for a bright future. By
she sees in an artwork parallels with           be seen as a homage to Farrokhzad,
the inspiration to be found in the              but could also signal Navabi’s interest
iconic song ‘O Sole Mio’. Each of these         in engaging intellectually with this
contributions focuses differently on            singularly daring and innovative female
the act and the art of gazing intently          poet whose untimely death at the age of
and it is certainly enlivening not only         32, in 1967, left the Tehran intelligentsia
to discover their thoughts and their            short of many insights and inspirations.
art but also my pleasure to thank
them profusely for having created such          Here, the impulsive freedom of modern
thought-provoking works for the project.        poetry is juxtaposed pictorially with
                                                various sections of a very tall tree which
A leading figure in British Sculpture and       now exists only in an uprooted state on
a proponent of the New British Sculpture        the ground. In its current condition, the
movement of the 1980s, Richard                  fallen tree is photographed by Navabi
Wentworth is a conceptual artist whose          from an angle that accentuates its
work and ideas have had considerable            length. By definition, an uprooted tree
influence on younger generations of             lies somewhere between life and death,
artists, often encouraging them to              or without having any defined attribute
explore chance and coincidence in their         or vertical territory. The two works here,
work.                                           one by Farrokhzad in written language
                                                and the other in pictorial language           Images: Joel Fisher, Untitled, 1988. Painted bronze, 163.5 x 126 x 31 cm (64¼ x 49½ x 12¼ in). Pencil drawing on
A special characteristic of Wentworth’s         by Navabi, express complementary              handmade paper, 16 x 17 cm (6¼ x 6¾ in)

                                            4                                                                                                        5
O Sole Mio - Koushna Navabi Richard Wentworth Ruth Whaley Lekha Poddar Parasol unit
Koushna Navabi, Fallen Tree / I Shall Salute the Sun, 2020. Poem by Forugh Farrokhzad, translated from the Farsi by
Koushna Navabi                                                                         Koushna Navabi. Photography courtesy the artist

Fallen Tree / I Shall Salute the Sun, 2020                                             Click to view the full work in the online issue 06.

When Ziba Ardalan asked if I would        Koushna Navabi’s practice encompasses        I Shall Salute the Sun Once More
contribute to O Sole Mio it was at the    sculpture and painting and frequently
beginning of the lockdown with all        makes use of traditional handicrafts         I shall salute:
those strange and unsettling feelings     and materials in ways that weave
that none of us had experienced before.   specific realities into the memories she     The sun once more
Being accustomed but now unable to        revisits in her works. Her exploration of    The rivulet that once ran through me
work in my studio made it even more       diverse aspects of identity, estrangement    The clouds that were my expansive thoughts
eerie. I wanted to contribute a work that and artifice result in disturbing
responded to the concept and title of the manifestations of both inner and             The poplar garden’s painful growth
exhibition but looking through my archive collective feelings, along with a strongly   That passed through dry seasons with me
I didn’t find anything that fitted. On my symbolic sense of ‘home’.
daily walk one day I came upon a fallen                                                The flock of crows who gifted me the night-farm’s fragrance
tree, which I found very moving. When     In 2019, Koushna Navabi exhibited
I got back home I opened an old book      works in two related group shows, The        My mother, who lived in the mirror like my aged self
of Forugh Farrokhzad’s poems, which by Spark Is You: Parasol unit in Venice at
chance fell open at ‘I Shall Salute the   the Conservatorio di Musica Benedetto        My lust, repetitive and turbulent
Sun Once More’.                           Marcello, Venice, and Nine Iranian Artists   like the earth’s craving to fill its core with green seeds.
                                          in London: The Spark Is You, at Parasol
Coronavirus, home, iPhone, laptop.        unit, London.                                Forugh Farrokhzad, translated from the Farsi by Koushna Navabi

                                         6                                                                                                       7
O Sole Mio - Koushna Navabi Richard Wentworth Ruth Whaley Lekha Poddar Parasol unit
Richard Wentworth                                                                          I’m a retriever, typical of my generation,
                                                                                           idly acquisitive, learning by doing, glad
                                                                                                                                             memory of these weeks.

Marking Time (Spring 2020), 2020                                                           that things talk.
                                                                                                                                             Once asked by Richard Long how he
                                                                                           But this is ‘here and now’.                       came to art, Richard Wentworth replied,
                                                                                                                                             ‘When you walk away from things, you
                                                                                           Sitting on the meeting rail of a south-           walk into others.’
                                                                                           facing sash window sits a chipped glass
                                                                                           prism, a survivor from the mechanics              Encounter and happenstance sit at the
                                                                                           of a tank periscope. Beyond, assorted             heart of Richard Wentworth’s sculpture
                                                                                           plants and trees interfere with the fall          and photographic work, mixed with a
                                                                                           of light, the buds and leaves of a fig,           long-standing respect for how things
                                                                                           a clematis, a stand of poplars and a              occur, where they come from and how
                                                                                           middle-aged ash. There are a few brief            they are wrought.
                                                                                           intervals every afternoon when sunlight
                                                                                           makes it through this obstacle course             Richard Wentworth, born 1947 in Samoa,
                                                                                           to arrive at the lens. This fleeting stuff,       now lives and works in London.
                                                                                           like the whole mischievous world of
                                                                                           shadows, mostly lacks witnesses.
                                                                                                                                             Richard Wentworth, Marking Time (Spring 2020), 2020.
                                                                                           The happenstance of these few                     Photography by the artist. Courtesy the artist, Lisson
                                                                                                                                             Gallery and Peter Freeman Gallery New York.
                                                                                           encounters may come to dominate my

I don’t like curtains or blinds, I like         Templates contemplated.
waking to light and its mood ... I
usually know the hour.                          Fall of light has been the engine of
                                                travel. Light describes the length of my
In the most spectacular of English              days, the intensity of shadows, the new
springs that I can recall, the plasticity       cultural conduct.
of time and the tautness of territory,
has alerted me to much that I had               I envy worlds before they were
never fully considered in seven decades         professionalised. Worlds where the
of watchfulness. Maybe it’s just that           curious, not always the privileged,
every perception is heightened?                 escaped the plague and mixed their
                                                maths with their music, their poetry
Language changed. Familiar words and            with their astronomy. Staging plays
expressions suddenly caught in amber,           meets designing palaces. Inquisitive
colliding with the new unfamiliar               printers stumbling towards photography
technical sprache.                              and its mad gene pool.

                                            8                                                                                            9
O Sole Mio - Koushna Navabi Richard Wentworth Ruth Whaley Lekha Poddar Parasol unit
Ruth Whaley                                                                                                 From ‘O Sole Mio’ to The Gaze
The Gaze, 2020
                                                                                                            The lilting melody of ‘O Sole Mio’ is            Ruth Whaley’s paintings are inspired by
                                                                                                            both a love song and a celebration of            her childhood in England and Germany.
                                                                                                            life. In addition to the original lyrics,        By drawing on family conversations,
                                                                                                            the music has been used in a hymn,               photographs, letters, and anecdotes,
                                                                                                            ‘Down from his Glory’, and as a rock             she evokes specific emotions and the
                                                                                                            song, ‘It’s Now or Never’. Its rhythm            vividness of past feelings. Her main
                                                                                                            echoes the phases of the day and                 inspiration comes from old black-
                                                                                                            years, from glorious sunrise to softer           and-white and sepia photographs. One
                                                                                                            darkness, from ecstatic celebration to           snapshot often leads to several paintings
                                                                                                            quieter peace. We each get different             of varying degrees of realism and colour.
                                                                                                            meanings in response to music. I                 Working mainly in oils and watercolour,
                                                                                                            remembered the wonder of Pontormo’s              she uses monochrome and muted tones
                                                                                                            hesitant angel, gazing up at a young             to acknowledge the uncertainty of
                                                                                                            woman in a blue cape in Santa Felicita,          memory and subtle changes in colour
                                                                                                            Florence. That led to my small painting          temperature and saturation to adjust
                                                                                                            The Gaze.                                        emotional moods.

                                                                                                            Within washes of warm to cool colours            Ruth Whaley, born in England, now lives
                                                                                                            I placed an angel and a rose. In                 and works in New York City.
                                                                                                            Western literature and art these images
                                                                                                            are frequently motifs of love and
                                                                                                            religion. A figure looking up and a
                                                                                                            flower opening, morning to dusk, as
                                                                                                            the Earth turns – just as ‘O Sole Mio’
                                                                                                            suggests the daily turning from light
                                                                                                            to darkness and back, offering hope for
                                                                                                            future renewal.

Ruth Whaley, The Gaze, 2020. Gouache on cold-pressed Fabriano watercolour paper, 22 x 22 cm (8¾ x 8¾ in).
Courtesy the artist.

                                                       10                                                                                               11
O Sole Mio - Koushna Navabi Richard Wentworth Ruth Whaley Lekha Poddar Parasol unit
Reflection by Lekha Poddar                                                                                           Upcoming Issue

As we find ourselves confined
physically, in an unprecedented
moment in time, it’s natural
to ponder about things as we
knew them and to wonder. The
work that’s been drawing me in
these days is an installation by
the artist Iqra Tanveer. Looking
at this work entitled Paradise
of Paradox is an exercise in
seeing. What is one looking at,
the dust or the light or nothing
and everything, at once? The
dust won’t be seen without the
light and the light without the
dust would just be the banality
of brightness in a pitch-black
room. The dust suspended and
moving in circles against light
is not an alien sight, most                                                                                          ISSUE 07    featuring works by
would remember it as effectively
‘staring into nothing’, gazing
at the particles dancing in the                                                                                      Darren Almond
ray of light shining through the                                                                                     Shezad Dawood
window at a particular hour
of the day – a fitting visual                                                                                        Ana Elisa Egreja
representation for ‘O Sole Mio’ –                                                                                    Reflection by Layla Diba
and a hope, for there cannot be
any light without the dust, the
darkness.

Art collector, Lekha Poddar,
is the founder of the Devi Art
Foundation, one of India’s most
innovative, not-for-profit art

Iqra Tanveer, Paradise of Paradox, 2011. Light and dust particles. Dimensions variable.Installation view at Deeper   Words by Ziba Ardalan, Koushna Navabi, Richard Wentworth, Ruth Whaley and Lekha
Within its Silence group show in Okhla, South Delhi. Courtesy the artist. and Devi Art Foundation.                   Poddar. Copy edited by Helen Wire. Design by Chahine Fellahi and Kirsteen Cairns.

                                                          12                                                                                                13
O Sole Mio - Koushna Navabi Richard Wentworth Ruth Whaley Lekha Poddar Parasol unit O Sole Mio - Koushna Navabi Richard Wentworth Ruth Whaley Lekha Poddar Parasol unit
You can also read