MFA Interim show INDEX is a site responsive exhibition at The Crypt Gallery I have responded to the site worked on a sculptural installation ‘I am your DODO-BO-LAND’. The Crypt of St. Pancras Church London has a history where the place was used for safe refuge in WW2. I pondered could the site offer a sanctuary of my sense of loses; obsolescence of traditional craft skills!
That contemplation became a work emerging in response to the site of the burial chamber which crosses the borders of quantum time a haunting soul of DODO bird an intrepid specie as catastrophic submerged with my self portrait, my easel and leather jacket, light rotating showing the circle yet a suspended yellow flash creates a theatrical field to the site.
By following the shared task for Private View, which was invigilating and co-ordinating with the PR group to promote the event, finally after some successful photo-documentation of the works of fellow colleagues it was an outstanding opportunity to learn about the practical chores of post production assignment.
Residency at Art Lacuna Space
During the summer term we had a gallery visit conducted by course leader Edwina Fitzpatrick as a South London art map ecology the artists runs a space called Art Lacuna near Peckham Station.
The space provides a work space for artists and offers a gallery based show opportunity. We MFA artists organised a workshop led by curator Lucy Day and a critique discussion by Edwina Fitzpatrick and Anne-marie Creamer on the third day of the residency.
For one week of the residency I focused on my research to learn more about the ecology of Andaman and Nicobar Islands Group of the Indian Ocean, I visited last December. I collected the entire list of flora and fauna of this Island. Started working on my photo novel by using software program PNG and Photoshop.
At the time I came across about an article of about a tribe Boa Sr. A report by Ishaan Tharoor published in the Times News India ‘Off the coast of India, Another Language Dies’.
In the article he mentioned an indigenous woman who dies with her language as she was the last member of a community named Boa. Additionally the article expresses concern with the community which is dependent on forest and mentions ‘ Boa Sr was in effect their last link to the olden days. "It's the end of thousands upon thousands of years of history," says Miriam Ross, spokeswoman for Survival International, a London-based NGO that defends the rights of tribal peoples. "A whole way of looking at the world is finished, and there's no way of bringing it back."
Further he writes "There's a consensus [among linguists] that we are seeing an unprecedented pace of language extinction. And it is accelerating," says David Harrison, a professor of linguistics at Swarthmore College in Pennsylvania and co-founder of the Living Tongues Institute for Endangered Languages. Of the world's roughly 7,000 spoken languages, over half are spoken by only 0.2% of all the people on earth. Nearly 80% of the world's population speaks just 83 languages, a proportion that is growing as globalization and urbanization encourage migrants and rural outliers to learn the dominant tongue in lieu of their own. Every 14 days, estimates Harrison's institute, a language dies.
This article is worrisome and, I pondered we are developing, civilizing the world or eradicating destroying our roots (!) What will be an achievable future by running an engine based civilization.
A gallery based exhibition SHIFT at Menier Gallery Southwark, London we all were able to show our enthusiasm. The gallery has a high street presence and it was first show outside the college of the MFA program.
In the show I presented for a performance based work ‘How to Explain Art (Picture) to a Dead Wire (Hare)’ a re-enactment of the phenomenal performance of Beuys. I designed and made a costume everyday, which prepared me for the performance.
The curators allowed me to work on the performance piece everyday of the show as I was interested to bringing a dialogical space to the site working with body.
Meanwhile I was walking along the Thames and I encountered a wonderful sound/music. Tracing the sound I reached near the Southwark Bridge and met the musician Rabimsha. Instantly I asked as if he is interested to work or collaborate with me for my art performance. He hesitantly exchanged the contact as he was not sure what exactly the work will be.
I returned home without any hope.
The day of Private View I received a phone call from the musician asking the detail of the time and location of the gallery.
He turned up as we performed on that evening.