Clinic
Curated by Rémi Faucheux
, Wood Street (15th June
- 1st August 2007, Tue-Sat 10.30am-5.30pm)
Reviewed by
Going to a clinic isn't creepy. It may be a lot of other things - worrying,
troubling, nerve-wracking - but it isn't sinister in any way. Patients
aren't concerned about anything other than their particular medical condition.
So why would anyone pretend any different? Ask the dark ambient soundtrack.
Open Eye's latest pompous and po-faced offering is two rooms of slideshows,
each showing pictures related to the 'medical universe'.
In room one, twelve projects by different artists are looped. Almost
all of these are totally banal shots, which deserve no further comment.
Two photographers rose above the ordinary, however. Olivier Amsella's
work shows explicit images from operations, with bits of bodies seeming
like extensions of huge, imposing machines. Of course, there's nothing
creepy about them, they are being used to make the person healthy, but
it did remind me of Richard Dawkins' observation that our bodies are nothing
more than 'survival machines' for our genes. Which is a bit unsettling,
actually.
Ville Lenkkeri's work is also slightly jarring, with it's disembodied
depictions of bits and pieces, models of foetuses, empty containers. Here
the weirdness is caused by a lack of context. It's a simple trick but
quite a successful one.
The second room is devoted to photos discovered in medical journals,
manuals and the like. I have literally never been less excited in my life,
and it was as if the selection panel had scoured the blandest places for
the the least remarkable images imaginable. And yet that dark ambient
soundtrack insisted I should be somehow fearful.
Whenever I go to the Open Eye, it is empty. There is quite an obvious
reason for this, almost all their exhibitions show photos of things which
people would be bored by if they saw them in their normal environment.
Yet they keep getting funding from the arts establishment. It's as if
those who hold the purse strings want to keep most people feeling detached
and excluded.
Now that really would be sinister.
Comment left by Devo on 14th August, 2007 at 12:30 Perhaps the smallest amount of background reading might aid your appreciation for a subject that, by all accounts, you don't actually have any interest in. With the case in hand, your frustration seems to stem from a lack of fulfillment regarding intentions that the exhibition never professed to hold. Again, try to do a little background reading. You'll write more interesting reviews, I promise. Comment left by Adam Ford on 14th August, 2007 at 12:58 I always do background reading for my reviews. Sometimes this improves my appreciation of the artwork, sometimes not. However, curators should never assume or require reading of any supplementary material by gallery goers.
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