SOUNDS LIKE POWER TO ME…
SOUNDS LIKE POWER TO ME…
Our hunger for the light; the colorful, the sacred and the inexplicable comes with the tethered inescapable agent of a dark absence; where we weather with loss, the profane and a greedy curiosity. A curiosity that nails a kind of truth to the human mirror; of countless illusions tormenting us with constant frequency upon our psyche daily. While we like to think we can navigate our ‘desires’ that come from an unconscious greedy curiosity, we more often migrate between one deceptive appearance or impression to the next. Humans aren’t that complicated. We devour at rapid rates which ironically begets ‘more’ into the world and our box of pleasures never empty. To sacrifice any of our sensorial world would surely send us to a symbolic grave.
When I study the work of Rina Banerjee I admire her display of this human predicament. We are rich and textured, specific and peculiar and really good at making life up. The work of our imaginations is elemental and necessary, after all humans wouldn’t survive without sharing a story or two. For this and to the artist I am forever grateful.
The world of Banerjee is both personal and cosmic. She offers a fluctuating, dynamic universe that makes disgust look enticing, beauty to look ugly, the intricate look impossible. There is a kind of hypnosis that overwhelms me. This is true of our culture; the superfluous is intoxicating to the point where we become dulled, stuck and fruitless. However, when I study how she relates and combines with materials I know that if any part of her work came undone, Shiva would burn me to ashes! https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shiva The coordinating and arranging, the aligning and the assembling of materials is like she is uniting all the differences of the world together. Very refreshing.
“Yes, and I think it is really important for me to share the storm of the world – when you can’t really ‘know’ any place, all the while being bombarded by everything that is out there. There is a sucking, pushing, throwing and falling in the process. It is both dangerous and exciting that I definitely like to bring to my work.”http://www.aaa-a.org/programs/presentation-by-rina-banerjee/
Three dimensional compositions come with harmonizing around the diagonal axis of contrasting colors and materials. Ropes, feathers, lightbulbs, tusks, synthetics, dolls, toys convene and stare at us and not for no apparent reason. This is the material world humans have created to satisfy our never-ending needs of pleasure and survival. And, this is ART. The artificial and the natural. We aren’t looking at these materials from the context they come from, our minds have already understood those implied associations. She offers another ‘whole’ fairytale world, a kind of myth-making about our current predicament of living on this planet.
Lotions and potions like rivers where in quick motion, as well as essential oils and culture’s notions, where these cultures would once be locked in harbor or empires court now took ride on the global, opened themselves up to mysterious and foreign incantations (2010), mixed media. Courtesy Galerie Nathalie Obadia Paris/Brussels.
With the work of Rina Banerjee there are no exceptions, nothing is excluded between the awkward and hip, mad and gay, strange and status quo, low-fi and luxurious, etc discerning a place for ourselves is perhaps the journey.
I like to think that the purpose of art is no different than an invitation to an exquisite ball, rise to the occasion and mingle in the fantasy. You never know who you will run into. Dark or light that is super-natural.
Which of these hairdos would suit you?
We all have a dialogue with our hair. Every morning we wake up and have to deal, short hair has its problems as does long. ‘No hair’ has its pros and cons as well. So we either fight its condition at the hour, or make concessions of various kinds. We often wake up with easy solutions of products and accessories or we put a hat on or make a hair appointment, or henna our hair if the crisis is on a weekend or like I often do just ‘surrender’… Now I am not a hairdresser but I have collected a few options for you try and bear with me because you have to expand and dig a little deeper. It is time to get creative and really explore the wonderful possibilities.
What I love about these hairdo’s is that none of them feel like a ‘costume’ or just physical extensions which they could very well be. I see them more like extensions of the self. ‘Coral’ is feeling particular. Zany detail, finery of the Rococo, and technical exuberance is what the above option can provide. You could wear ‘Coral’ fancy in couture or flow ordinary in a pair of jeans, these days that ‘in between’ fusion is quite popular.
If you are at the computer all day ‘Twisted Sister’ might be your best bet. Hair is out of the way, full facial attention towards the screen, get the job done, no distractions, hair is light and airborne, we are talking pure focus potential. You might start to grow Spak ears and that too can work for you, like they show us in the mags the more distinctive you look the more valuable you become.
Sorry for the poor image quality)
This hair is like “wrap me in a cocoon after a skin makeover”, love it. Perfect for Lady Gaga. Maybe the Spa can do this for you, a little suggestion might be in order, it is entirely possible this could don a new age of therapy.
Ok ROYAL is me. I could travel the world wearing this, I would feel like a star. Even though my heart is with ROOT- the first hairdo and I am soooo natural, I think this one would put me in a total state of calm and equanimity. Right? you can’t go dancing with this hair, one would have to walk up straight and slowly move through the day, all the drama in your head is non-existent, a perfect state of being.
Ironically Giraffe would have us in a more casual, don’t mind me, smooth talking mood. Can’t you just picture waiting to cross traffic on 5th and 52nd and Giraffe was there opposite you? A brunette like everyone else, no spots or blemishes, just the right amount of the artificial and feral you need. Cher could spruce this up more. Now this might be a way to really feel like you ‘belong’ with the masses. NOT! and that might be the relief you need, so think again, having really understated hair might be that foray you are ultimately looking for.
Lastly ‘Cinderella’, oh the poor thing. When the chips are down, love is lost, confusion reigns, god only knows, you can long for that miraculous change, for that wild spell and feeling to come or just do what you can and let it fly…
BIRD’S EYE VIEW
Birds live all over the world, and have been around for millions of years. We go birding, pick up on their songs, they meet us somewhere on a hike, they pop by our house and hang out in our trees, they nest like us, live near or on the water, some hunt, dive, some feed on seeds, nectar, meat or fish. They soar, hide, lurk in the depths we most fear. Their razor sharp eyesight and sonar intelligence make them a remarkable part of the animal kingdom on this earth. And while we continue to learn about the diversity of species and their adaptive systems what impresses me most of all is that they know the skies like no other animal, or human. They are our link to a larger universe dark or bright.
Let’s take flight for a sec…
In terms of adaptive systems, the owl’s feathering allows them to camouflage in their environments for catching prey. In image of the dress of owl feathers, the models braided hair and light skin tones would camouflage similarly against the bark of trees. ‘Dress’ acts an intermediary between human and animal.
So why am I connecting fashion with birds? Because fashion reflects human desires, and the longing for a meaningful identity. Some of us turn to religion for example to meet a larger truth of that meaning we so desperately crave, while some turn to Nature for similar understanding and connection to a larger whole of who we are. To my mind birds by nature have a ‘birds eye view’ and fly around that ‘whole’ we seek. They mediate between earth and the unknown of the sky. Fashion designers and artists alike think deeply and act on that connectivity humans need for individual security. The imagery I have chosen to share here is visibly about ‘dress’ but dress that connects us to something larger than ourselves.
I am not a fan of anthropomorphism because humans often fail to see animals as they are, we imbue them with aspects of ourselves rather than seeing the animal kingdom composed of distinct species of equal valuable to us. Sometimes we don’t get the message of atrocities like ‘extinction’ unless we imagine being in the same shoes as the defeated like in this illustration above. Is extinction a natural cause in evolution? The image is wonderfully ambiguous with multiple meanings. Is the owl living in our apparel or are we sporting an owl ‘head’ a marker of acute awareness? Perhaps ‘Empathy gap’ between bird and human might be another way to put it, but the intention I think is to connect humans to a palpable loss of freedom and the constraints of living. The paradox between freedom (the symbolic nature of a bird ) and order (wearing a suit) is indeed standing proudly here. Oh, too often human needs impose order of many kinds dictating our precedence over the impressive beauty such as the species of ‘Laughing Owl’ and that which surrounds us.
For fashion designers the clothes carry the narrative, the story is in the clothes, and could go something like this: A dark princess went out hunting one day and comes face to face with the death of a bird. “Is she equipped?” and “what would you do in the same scenario?”. “Would its death have any impact on you? how so?”
This image is priceless. Taxidermy on the head. Me thinks she is hooting.
The photo above pertains to some of my research as art director for an OWLMAN design I am creating for a movie called Joan in Owl Land. The film is directed by Martin Castaneda https://www.facebook.com/martincastanedayabar?fref=ts with cinematographer Carlos Diaz www.crd.carbonmade.net. Feathers, long black hairy furs, dark leathers, and barks are some of my materials to inspire me.
Birds connect us to the heavens, however the following designs show a subtler current in Nature and one that revolves around human’s affliction with our psychological underworld. Our feathered friends act as messengers between our unconscious and conscious selves. Nature and humans are inextricably linked.
Clothing that circulates and expands into web and trap.
Birds that take us into mourning
Feathers that keep us protected, cool and detached.
And feathers that make us bleed in our wounds.
To an ancient Chinese proverb:
A bird does not sing because it has an answer. It sings because it has a song.