I’ll be speaking at the March Meeting, on a great panel [here] during 3 days of high calibre contributions/discussions [here]. I’ll be talking about writerly life on the ‘frontier’, using e.things -including IR,R’s crossing of disciplines/limits- not as models but as exemplary productions on the frontier.
I’ll also be writing about the MM and associated events as a further extension of Notes from a Fruitstore. Things change and -as an artist friend said to me while badly letting me down in public- shit happens. Although I have regrets about last year’s events, I welcome SAF’s new direction too [under Yuko Hasegawa here], towards the east [with clear implications] from its location close to the Indian Ocean.
There is a great archive of March Meetings [here] from which I quote Jack Persekian, not to be clever or contentious but because his words describe why I’m going to be part of the coming week in Sharjah [which compliments other rich programmes in Doha and Dubai here];
‘The March Meeting is a serious attempt to engineer strategies of discussion, networking and collaboration on topics of mutual concern and future possibilities… Our objective is to establish Sharjah as a permanent address for an annual gathering of artists, curators, institutions, writers, producers and art practitioners from around the world.’
Tom Molloy Interview from Rubicon Gallery on Vimeo.
See Green Cardamom here.
See my notes from Sharjah Biennial on Tom’s work here [with more images]
Shumon Basar and Jack Persekian Wash Hands…
Jack Persekian’s performance of Nablus Soap at the ICA, as part of the Mathaf’s Interference weekend, was brilliant.
The work takes off from a show he put on with Mona Hatoum back in the early days in Jerusalem. It recounts that earlyness, the basic space, cold and uninviting and the process of arriving at the piece –Present tense - by Mona H., its installation and the historical context of a disastrous willingness to compromise with Occupation in the form of ‘Oslo’. An apologetic Abu Amar is scratched-in which raised a big laugh and the whole piece is damn fine, not least as testament to Nablus.
As Jack and Shumon talked, the film was paused on one of the many Occupation watchtowers that terrorise the Palestinian Hills, lest any of us forget the bloody stain it represents… Continue reading “on an art of two-sides, mathaf interference at ICA”
PV Friday 24th 8-Late
Opens to public Saturday 25th June – 25th September
Don’t miss this at the NCI on the east cliff [best view in and of the town]:
CAMP (Shaina Anand, Ashok Sukumaran, Iyesha Geeth Abbas, with Guy Mannes-Abbott)
Title: The Country of the Blind, and Other Stories
go, go , go…
Excellent piece/interview on The Young Man Was…: Part 1, United Red Army, Naeem Mohaiemen’s film that was first shown at Sharjah Biennial X -and which I wrote about ‘live’ here. Naeem has a page on the film/project here.
Don’t miss the film whenever/wherever it screens. Interesting to see in some relation to Assayas’s surprisingly good biopic Carlos, which is still a very different project obviously [read Jonathan Romney here]. Continue reading “on unintended consequences, naaem mohaiemen’s the young man was…”
click IMAGE to link to notes from a biennial – appendix [i] in conversation with aisha khalid
CAMP-Al-Jaar-Qabla-al-Daar The People From The Family of Abu Saoud Were Kicked Out [Ph. Guy Mannes-Abbott]
click IMAGE to link to notes from a biennial – appendix [i] in conversation with CAMP
CAMP & I
by Guy Mannes-Abbott
Conversation with Shaina Anand and Ashok Sukumaran [CAMP] March 2011 Sharjah, UAE
Guy Mannes-Abbott [gma]
Tell me a little about your background and approach.
Broadly speaking my background is film. Actually documentary practice, and a lot of what we do as CAMP as well -Ashok’s background is architecture and “new media”… Continue reading “notes from a biennial, appendix [i] in conversation with CAMP”
I know how discerning those of you that find your way to the Fruit Store are; please consider the strange disaster of this carefully [it’s a shame, now, if you never made it to Sharjah, and especially if you didn’t make it to the substantive triumph that this year’s 10th Biennial represented] and do the right thing; Continue reading “sharjah biennial 10, inspiration and tragedy…”