Ai Weiwei Absent (艾未未‧缺席), the appropriately titled exhibition currently on view at the Taipei Fine Arts Museum (TFAM), is the best show of the Chinese artist’s work you are likely see in Taipei for at least the next few years. Unfortunately, the displayed works reveal little about why he has become one of the world’s most important and respected artists.
The target of a renewed crackdown on dissent, Ai’s vocal critique of the Chinese Communist Party over the past few years has been met with surveillance, harassment, beatings, detentions and the destruction of his studio in Shanghai. Arrested in April on what human rights activists say were trumped up charges of tax evasion, he was released on bail in June, reportedly with the caveat that he doesn’t speak about his detention or leave Beijing. Hence the “absent” of TFAM’s title.
There is, however, a less noticeable but perhaps more sinister absence in this show. Ai’s social sculptures and virtual performance works, both of which seek to abolish the line separating his personal and public lives and engage the public in his work through social media (blogs, Twitter), are nowhere to be found.
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It’s an interesting omission because these are the very projects that have gotten Ai in the most trouble with Chinese authorities. Oddly, staff at TFAM say that Ai chose the works on display himself, with the majority coming from his Beijing studio. Has an icon for the merging of art with activism, aesthetics and politics been muzzled? Almost certainly not. But if the TFAM show is anything to go by, he has been muted.
The retrospective covers photography from his early period in New York and Beijing’s East Village, as well as recent sculptures, installations and video work. Though there is no overriding theme, it does offer a worthwhile, albeit neutered, survey of his oeuvre.
The two sections on Ai’s photography — 100 photos, amounting to almost half the exhibition — deserve the closest scrutiny, because they foreshadow his later work.
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The 50 black-and-white images collected in Ai’s New York Period (紐約時期, 1983 to 1993), reveal the young artist to be an intrepid and sympathetic documenter of street scenes in the tradition of early Robert Frank. Images of homeless people living underground are placed alongside photos of protesters getting bashed around by police. Other photos draw attention to Ai’s early artistic influences. In one he stands beside a picture of Andy Warhol. Another shows him staring at a work by Marcel Duchamp, while a third depicts Ai’s Profile of Duchamp, Sunflower Seeds (1983), an early sculpture that is both a bow to the master of the readymade and a progenitor of Ai’s Sunflower Seeds (2010), a massive carpet of 100 million hand-painted porcelain sunflower seeds he created for Tate Modern’s Turbine Hall in London.
Ai maintained his passion for documentation after he returned to Beijing in 1993, settling in what came to be known as Beijing East Village (北京東村), a collaborative of hard-hitting avant-garde performance artists, painters, sculptors and photographers that he records in the second series of photographs on display.
The community’s raucous atmosphere is aptly summarized by the photos Ai took of Zhang Huan’s 65 Kilograms, a performance art piece for which the artist strapped himself to a ceiling naked and bled onto a mattress below. It is perhaps inevitable that in the radical atmosphere of the collective’s performance art — Ma Liuming (馬六明) walking naked along the Great Wall or, later, Zhu Yu (朱昱) cooking and eating what he said was a human fetus — Ai developed an antagonistic and combative style.
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This is nicely expressed in Study of Perspective: Tiananmen Square (透視覺‧天安門), a largish photo of Ai giving the finger to Beijing’s iconic square. The photo was included in the Fuck Off (不合作的方式) exhibit he co-curated with art critic Feng Boyi (馮博一) in 2000, which was timed to coincide with (and give the figurative finger to) the state-sanctioned Shanghai Biennale. Police shut down the exhibition before its closing date.
It was at this time that Ai developed an interest in ancient Chinese art, as seen at TFAM with Coca-Cola Vase (可口可樂罐子, 2010), an urn emblazoned with the cola maker’s logo that echoes his Han Dynasty Urn With Coca-Cola Design (1994, not displayed), adding Chinese characteristics to Warhol’s pop aesthetic. The three-part photograph Dropping a Han Dynasty Urn (失手, 1995) is both a statement about Mao Zedong’s (毛澤東) destruction of artifacts and a suggestion that cultural renewal can only come through shattering outmoded ideas.
Helmet (安全帽, 2010), a marble sculpture of a safety helmet, suggests the perennial hazards at China’s worksites, as well as a head-bashing Ai received at the hands of police in Sichuan. Surveillance Camera (盟視攝像頭, 2010) reminds me of the Chinese Communist Party’s surveillance of its citizens.
Photo courtesy of TFAM
Yet none of the displayed works capture Ai’s current art practice. In an interview with the BBC, he said: “I don’t have this concept to separate my art from my daily life. I think they are one thing to me.”
It is for this reason that ArtReview magazine named Ai the most powerful person in the art world last month.
“Ai Weiwei’s number one ranking is the direct result of his efforts to expand the territory and audience for contemporary art practice by breaking down the barriers between art and life,” the magazine said.
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Indeed, from blogs inviting 1,001 Chinese citizens to participate in the 2007 Documenta 12 (an art fair in Kassel, Germany) to his 2008 Sichuan Earthquake Names Project (a blog that sought to collect the names of students killed in the earthquake), to the endless tweets about daily life in China that his followers can comment on, Ai has consistently sought to expand the borders of how we engage in and perceive art.
As ArtReview wrote: “Ai has promoted the notion that art’s real context is not simply ‘the market’ or ‘the institution,’ but what’s happening now, around us, in the real world.”
By its very title, Ai Weiwei Absent raises a profound question about how contemporary artists engage the public. In the end, however, the exhibit fails to adequately examine the parameters of the question it is asking.
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