Rational / Emotional
vol 29 no 3, 2009
This issue, titled RATIONAL EMOTIONAL, looks at how artists tap into the rich vein of human nature, manifesting the influences of 21st Century and technology-influenced lifestyles and states of mental health at various time of life from childhood to maturity, parenthood to old age. Several features are written by practising psychiatrists and psychologists, including on the work of William Kentridge, Patricia Piccinni, Richard Billingham, Boris Elgadsen, Astra Howard, Sanja Pahoki, Ann Newmarch, Les Griggs & Megan Evans and more.
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Reconstruction Works: Paul Caporn
Nien Schwarz, reviewReconstruction Works: Paul Caporn
Turner Galleries, Perth
17 April - 16 May 2009
The Golden Age: here today, gone tomorrow. Eye-to-eye with an excavator, its hulk commanding a slippery slope of broken plastic - buckets, recycling bins, toys, hard hats, packing foam – a mountain of yellow. The machine could be a kid's dream – big, bright, promisingly powerful. Yet this king of the castle is constructed of the same plastic as the shattered detritus crushed and mounded beneath its tank-like treads. A super-sized raptor, both scattered and contained, a moralising analogue to the notion 'we are what we eat’, and embodied dialectic between industrially produced objects and their waste by-products. In 1972 in an essay in 'Artforum' Lawrence Alloway wrote: ‘Since the 19th century, man has shared in landscape formation at a scale comparable to that of geological process ... it is no longer possible to separate man from nature … [as] the human network[s] of waste penetrate one another to form a unitary landscape.’ And yet Paul Caporn’s 'The Golden Age', a capricious material ode to a recessional landscape sliding further into worldwide environmental and financial collapse, is a reclamation from an industrially ravaged Earth.
The excavator is big, but Caporn’s crane 'Slump' is enormous. It lies, literally, collapsed in a twisted yellow heap. What felled it - the sudden jolt of shifting tectonic plates, the strike of a tornado, a tsunami? What turned a finely balanced and engineered steel structure into this soft foam choreography of lame limbs? With an empty hook, and not a load in sight, this otherwise infallible giant, a symbol of financial securities, has imploded, its collapse possibly spraying the adjacent wall and floor with kilos of fine yellow plastic particles. In 1966 in 'Artforum' Robert Smithson wrote: ‘The suburbs, urban sprawl, and the infinite number of housing developments of the post-war boom have contributed to the new architecture of entropy’.
A golden age is regarded as a period of stability and prosperity brought about by an abundance of opportunities and wealth derived from or supported by a natural-resources boom. Our society spends a lot of money supporting the ideology that a higher standard of living is based on growth and consumption. Contemporary connections to land, particularly in a resource-rich state such as Western Australia, stem largely from the economics of demand and supply. Caporn’s star picket 'Peel' that is thick with multiple coats from stirring paint and his paint lumps 'Polypores', cut into concentrically ringed agate-like cross-sections, attest to a continuous desire to keep up appearances.
But a golden age usually concludes with a catastrophic event, often aligned with greed. The plastic crane and its cousin the excavator are impostors of economic growth. Caporn’s hardhats are brutally impaled by 10 inch nails, and an adjacent mass of spongy earplugs, like exposed brain matter on red alert, are painfully squeezed in a table vice. 'Can Man Survive?' was an exhibition held in 1969 at the American Museum of Natural History in which viewers were caught between the twin domains of belief and delusion. Clearly the machine in the garden is wreaking havoc and Caporn aggressively questions the nature of relationships between mind, hand, and land. In a 1973 article in 'Artforum', on Frederick Law Olmsted the founder of American landscape architecture, Smithson wrote: ‘The authentic artist cannot turn his back on the contradictions that inhabit our landscape.’
Articles in this issue
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Artrave: Artrave

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Book review: The Divided Heart

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Editorial: Editorial

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ETW: Exhibitions 2 Watch: September - November 09

- Feature: Ann Newmarch: Opening Pandora's box
- Feature: Art and occupation: Raeda Saadeh
- Feature: Astra and the ventilation hypothesis
- Feature: Choosing who will keep the stories strong
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Feature: Inside Sydney's new Outsider art centre

- Feature: Living palely
- Feature: M/other love: the first relationship & the photography of Toni Wilkinson
- Feature: Notes on melancholy and anxiety in the works of Sanja Pahoki
- Feature: Personal Political Emotional
- Feature: Speed of dark: Boris Eldagsen
- Feature: Strange bedfellows
- Feature: The Second Life of Pye: Daniel Jay Mounsey
- Feature: William Kentridge between chance and a programme
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Preview: The Underpass Motel

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Preview: Visual arts at OzAsia

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Review: 53rd Venice Biennale: Making Worlds

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Review: A New Truth to Materials

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Review: Drifting in My Own Land: Nalda Searles

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Review: Integration Assimilation and a Fair Go For All: Khaled Sabsabi

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Review: Len Lye: An Artist in Perpetual Motion

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Review: Nobody Likes a Show Off: Richard Lewer

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Review: Not Absolute

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Review: Oh that I were where I would be

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Review: Reconstruction Works: Paul Caporn

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Review: Sail Away: Ian North

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Review: SRL: Stigma Research Laboratory

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Review: Upturns, Props and Portals: Bec Stevens

