rod
moss: intervention
new paintings at fireworks gallery
52a Doggett St Newstead
April 23 - June 7
Rod Moss legendary painter from the fringes
of Alice Springs brings us more of his arresting imagery - a
closer look into Aboriginal daily life in the desert. Often
perplexing but always engaging, these graphic works can appear
both mundane and sardonic. Tongue in cheek references and suggestive
poses by the Aboriginal subjects simultaneously challenge both
our knowledge and ignorance of Aborigines and Indigenous life,
often wryly quoting famous masterworks from European painting
history including Manet, Bellini and Caravaggio. You can almost
hear the viewer muttering…”do they really live like
that?”…
Rod Moss has been painting this scenario for
over 25 years and he doesn’t look like giving up yet.
The title for this new body of work 'Intervention' comes at
perfect time for the natural story-teller that Moss is: He writes
of returning to Alice Springs from a sabbatical in Europe.
“I was traveling overseas for 7 months
last year. Almost the first thing I heard from Indigenous friends
when I landed back in Australia was that the army had invaded
Central Australian indigenous communities in knee-jerk response
to the Little Children Are Sacred Report. Was this only the
most current modality of the coloniser's handiwork? Well, we
have our own history of Dreamings that collaborate in this work.
And I had only just left the home of Caravaggio whose 1609,
Nativity I deployed in this instance. When I started this (and
it was on request of Noreen Hayes, who wanted a painting of
her baby and her) the Whitegate mob were incensed that they
were being treated differently from other Australians.
Similarly in another recent work 'Fallen Man'...,
Bellini's 1516 work, 'The Drunkenness of Noah' is referenced.
Little needs to be added to the overdriven press of alcohol
abuse that continues to threaten and destroy indigenous lives.
Of course, that the NT has, according to some sources, two and
half times greater drinking per capita than elsewhere in this
thirsty country, is not the singular province of its indigenous
population.
Another work in this collection that makes a
connection to older art is, 'Le Dejueur sur Teppa Hill', and
it relies on the ‘frenchified’ title somewhat alluding
to a Manet. The Stratco building, which wasn't there when I
dreamt up the painting, just offered that crunching irony….And
I didn't do a thing about getting Xavier or Lenny Cavanagh to
gesture in the Manet mannerism! It was just a lucky throw of
the dice…”
Artist will be present at the opening
Wednesday April 23 6- 8pm
further enquiries 07 32161250
michael@fireworksgallery.com.au
Through
his painting and drawing Rod interprets the cultural interface
between Indigenous and non-Indigenous people in Central Australia
where he resides. Using graphite and synthetic polymer paint
he carefully constructs narratives that challenge conventional
images and endow his subjects with a common humanity. The blinding
light of the desert environment renders a new way of seeing
and elicits a gentle interrogation of the nature of what is
accepted as realism.
To
anyone who knows a little art history, it’s obvious that
the poses of the Aboriginal figures in Rod Moss’ paintings
are taken from a series of Western masterpieces. For example,
the singers of Gospel Singers come from Seurat’s Bathers
at Asnieres, the road workers of Road to Arltunga come from
Courbet’s The Stonebreakers and the men sprawled on the
ground in Raft come from Géricault’s The Raft of
the Medusa. And, once we realise this, an irreducible strangeness
enters these works. But how exactly do these poses make Moss’
figures look? How is it that these poses actually inhabit these
bodies? As always in art, it is a matter of looking closely
and describing what we see. It is absolutely in the way these
bodies are painted and not in any “controversial”
subject matter that the true provocation of Moss’ work
is to be found.On the one hand, as we look at this imitation
of another by these bodies, we might say that they are no longer
who they appear to be but are precisely posing, taking up an
attitude for some invisible gaze outside of the canvas. It is
almost as though these figures seek to incorporate our look
upon them, imagine how they are being seen by us, so that what
we see when we look at them is literally our own gaze embodied
in them. This is obviously Moss’ point about the way that
these figures are merely the reflection of a certain white gaze
upon them, with all of its preconceptions and stereotypes, before
which they turn into images of themselves.And yet, on the other
hand, if this pose can appear as something these bodies consciously
put on, it is also something that divides them from themselves.
That is, the more these bodies lie or slump in their earthly
desolation, the more we become aware of something else in them,
somehow tensing or stiffening them, as though they were taking
a kind of incommunicable pleasure in themselves. There appears
to be some hidden quality that shines out through them despite
themselves, of which they are unaware, something “in them
more than themselves” of which they are only the temporary
holders. And what is this mysterious, sublime substance that
so attracts us to these figures, makes us desire to participate
too in this enjoyment known only to them? In a provocative way
– but this is to take it away from anything objective
about these bodies, anything that can actually be held or possessed
– we would say it is their Aboriginality.
It
is at this point that the real enigma of Moss’ work emerges,
for how can this peculiar quality be at once unfathomably deep,
something of which even its possessor is unaware, and entirely
superficial, merely the effect of a certain gaze upon it? How
can it be at the same time the most profound essence of Indigenous
Australians and caught only in a fleeting attitude or aspect
(surely the meaning of Moss painting these figures already in
a pose)? But it is just this duality that is the proper subject
of Moss’ work: the fact that this supposedly special quality
of Aborigines that draws our gaze to it is only the reflection
of a certain white gaze. And it is this that produces the absolute
ambiguity of his work. It seeks to expose the operation of the
essentially racist belief in the specialness of Aborigines –
for we all know that the admiration of their “difference”
is only the reverse side of a certain violence and hatred –
but it can do this only by making Aborigines appear special
again. It is a brilliant diagnosis of that whole tradition of
white artists effectively representing Aborigines as representations
– all the way from the early image of the Dying Gaul to
Russell Drysdale – but it can do this only by rendering
Aborigines once again as paintings. And we might say that Moss
finally brings an end to this tradition, henceforth making it
impossible for a white artist ever again to paint an Aborigine,
but it is also Moss who has found an ingenious way of continuing
this tradition just when it was thought to be over, by turning
this impossibility of painting Aborigines into a painting of
this impossibility.
LOOK CLOSER Rex Butler 2005
Essay
for Catalogue The Hard Light of Day: Rod Moss 2006