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Material man
ANJALI SIRCAR profiles Vivan Sundaram, perhaps the most dynamic
and cerebral artist on the contemporary art scene.
"Thou are the sky and thou are the nest as well."
- Tagore
VIVAN SUNDARAM has produced, over his 56-year-old career, many
seemingly contradictory bodies of work: in his oils on canvas he
has been one of the foremost contributors to a contemporary
mythology, in his works on paper he has been a vigorous destroyer
of those very myths, and now his installations, an area he had
entered even in the year 1992, stand like animated edifices,
demanding attention. These are his new works, new presences, that
compel you to give measure to your step, to pause over the hybrid
forms. Preferences are tucked into the view as the signposts of
new thinking and directions.
Sundaram says: "At each point, depending on a certain need I
feel, or what the situation is, I locate the appropriate medium
and then what it does is to allow me to express different facets
of myself because whatever the medium I am handling is very
important. I have really to feel it as easily and as intuitively
as I can. So it is the medium, to a great extent, that develops
what I want to say and it communicates to the viewer. It is like
unless you fully grasp the pleasure of that medium, the way it is
applied, the way it leaves its marks, then to my mind there is
always the short form between the idea and the way it finally
manifests itself."
When he entered the area of installation, Sundaram found himself
recalling his 1960's experience of international art. A great
deal of the 1990's, in a way, reconstitutes the structures and
materials of the 1960's with content that "engages with the
personal/political". All through the 1990's, he got down to the
use of an array of materials and skills and manufactured objects
with varied inputs. Here he makes a reference to the
collaborative nature of the artworks that had special
significance for him.
For the recent show at Sakshi Gallery, Mumbai, and the
immediately earlier exposition at the Russian Centre for Science
and Culture, he worked on paper, wood, steel, glass, grease,
liquids, latex and the electronic. He worked with a blacksmith,
Suraj Vishvkarma, who fabricated the steel framework for
"House/Boat", and with Chanan and Sadhan Singh with whom he
designed and executed the woodwork.
Reminiscing about his childhood he says: "I have always loved
carpentry. In school I spent all my craft classes in the
carpentry shop. My grandfather, Umrao Singh, used to have a
professional carpentry table in his bedroom study and I have
childhood memories of playing with his tools." No doubt, there is
an almost childlike joy reawakened in the unexpected
metamorphosis of materials. Throughout the past few years,
Sundaram's installation-making, his manufactured objects have
shared equal time and space with found objects, and the works
covering a six-year period, have been made at different
locations. They all deal with placement, dislocation and
relocation. "If rupture informs a great part of my work, the
desire to suture and structure the dismembered parts engages me
equally."
He would not turn away from the fact that his installations such
as "Memorial" and "Sher-Gil Archive" have an inherent sepulchural
quality, a built-in melancholy - a melancholy, which Sundaram
would say is lodged in the "underbelly" of his affirmative self.
Sometimes it takes on the spatial qualities of distance,
remoteness. Death, directly referred to or implied in the
narrative, is a recurring motif. Installations carry in their
presentations a death of the object or an afterlife fraught with
uncertainties.
The intentionally sutured and collapsible structures with
perishable themes are simultaneously tragic and remote. He is
unafraid of the bleakness of the blow-torched, devastated image.
"I would like to put a lightness to the idea. I can fold it up
and pack it up, stack it. I know how utterly staid and decrepit
my works look when not on display while the dustiest of paintings
acquire a glow after a quick cleansing. It is unlikely anybody
will find a masterpiece of an installation in an attic."
Asked if it was important for him to have a link or continuity
from one work to another, he replied that when some links were
established, then, in that sense, one felt certain satisfaction,
but he personally was always interested in disjunctures - in
breaks which were there within the work itself. "I make the work,
position it and see myself in relationship to it as to how it
locates itself in the context. I am continuously posing questions
and, therefore, what I do is opening out its meanings. If I am
making continuous moves which are strategical or tactical - well
that is my effort to find my own self."
The enjoyment is in a range of physicalities - the stone's
carver's handiwork, the architect's drawing, the photographer's
image - all rendered in collaboration, and juxtaposed with
quotations from history. He looks at his own pleasure, raises it
through the layers of transparencies.
All these can be discerned in his current works: "The Table is
Laid", "Carrier", "Black Boat", "House". The structures are all
for use, they await people's arrival - house, boat, table and
bed. Arrival, rest and departure connect the structures - many
monuments have this quality. But the phenomenological experience
of the art work is about silence, stillness, secret
metamorphoses, on site, in space.
Born in Shimla in 1943, Vivan Sundaram, with a post-diploma from
Slade School, London, is perhaps the most dynamic and cerebral
artist functioning on the contemporary Indian art scene, with an
international reputation almost unmatched. To quote artist Nilima
Sheikh: "It requires every bit of his artistic energy, obsession
and instinct to conduct each varied instrument of expression into
the making of a complex, sensuous object."
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