Quite fittingly Aid and Abet’s encampment resides within a former railway maintenance unit, just outside the city’s bustling train station and neatly plugged in to the domestic circuitry of Eastern England. Co-founded by artists Sarah Evans, CJ Mahony and David Kefford, Aid and Abet isn’t so much the clichéd art injection, but more utilitarian wooden crutch – extremely effective in function and very honest in appearance.
The latest project, curated by Kefford and Evans, remained in keeping with core concerns for the outfit, as they bid to promote and support national and international artists from cross disciplines, whose approach to production and distribution are, (to paraphrase the website) – ‘self initiated and DIY’.This was made quite distinct as you entered the space, the exhibition creating a mis-en-scéne similar to the stage set of Steptoe and Son; stuff abound and nothing outstanding. This did give A & A a ‘squattish/car-boot’ feel, where activity was going on, but not on any permanent basis. Sitting centrally and spliced in two by some very unassuming sterling board partition lay the work of Martyn Cross aka Yatehead and Alex Pearl respectively, who were both afforded trestle constructs for their display cum workbench scenarios. The main draw for Cross were doctored magazine spreads (mainly fashion), which through a mixture of canny intricate and simplistic alterations took on a much more sinister appearance. Nostalgic and kitsch knitting advertisements (circa 1960-75) lured in onlookers, only to recoil in dark humorous guffaws on realisation of Yateheads subtle paper butchery.
Martin Cross: installation view
Martin Cross: Detail
Pearl on the other side of the divide continued the bric-a-brac theme, with a horde of curios strewn over table-top and floor. A conductor of Heidegger’s ‘Zeugsein’ - things that have lost their ‘equipmentality’, Pearl channelled this into hybrid curiosities, orchestrating delivery through sculpture, film and 2D imagery, which took on a very playful and surreal edginess. The video works, a large part of Pearls output extended this fun, with a cacophony of grunts, squeals and whirrs emanating from the various tv’s dotted around, displaying the artists improvised mechanical contraptions (apparently beforethey fell apart).
Alex Dover: installation detail
Adjacent to these was lone female contributor Annabel Dover. Her magpie treasures were of the same charity shop ilk, but for some reason appeared more linked, in a thought pattern sort of way. Cards featuring such things as disturbing ladies, dolls, empty baroque theatres and naff rock/mineral samples filled desk and wall. There was also live moth pupae and some clue-giving paper cuttings, which connected visually at least, but any needed blueprint explaining Dover’s logic had obviously been shredded and pasted back together inside the artist’s head, who had decided to carefully place them within her proscenium to create a somewhat personal encyclopaedia. The result more reflective and serious gave some insight to Dover’s thinking, and was no bad thing in relation to the boys things, juxtaposing slow burn next to quick flick.
Annabel Dover: detail
Finally displaying their wares were Craig Atkinson and Gareth Bayliss. I make no bones for inferring commercialism here, as both drew heavily from commodification of artworks, subsequently putting livelihood and ‘making a butty’ on the exhibition agenda. Atkinson a very accomplished artist/illustrator showed his naïve drawing style within his readily available zines and other accoutrements. The work did lend an existential coolness akin to eternal adolescents David Shrigley and Ian Stevenson and was all in keeping with the flavour of AAFTH, but didn’t reach much beyond displaying the communicative powers of paired down drawing with a twist of dry savvy wit and promotion.
Craig Atkinson: detail
Bayliss displayed more of a rhizomal quality and like a contemporary version of Greek Key his motifs of arrows, vectors and other geometric knitting meandered across his posters, stickers and drawings. These were over-laid with a range of quirky colour choices that both pleased and jarred on the eye. Visually appealing, these reminded me of Bomberg’s In the Hold (1913) or Mud Bath (1914), for they followed rather Vorticist traits of heavy line, flatness of plane and strong colour, in true B L A S T from the past fashion.
Gareth Bayliss: detail
So what about the hobby, does this word describing a favourite pastime still ring true in this post-modern context? The main thing driving a hobbyist, is the fact that he/she cannot pursue this activity on a full time basis and therefore gives the subject hard fought ‘quality time’, concentrated and energy filled under candle-light, restoring the missing portion of self, lacking in ones humdrum existence. These artist’s however are on appearance extremely confident and ‘full-time’ hobbyists, contradicting the notion of an hobbyists number one commodity, ‘spare-time’. AAAFTH clearly showed through each artists approach and the host’s facilitation, how work and spare time boundaries have blurred. Where once reliable demarcation markers of start/finish have now become fluid in response to an environment always ready to receive. As a result the hobby environ or more precisely work-space was also questioned, with artist working not only in situ in order to make, but also agitated interest by constantly communicating to audience/other using internet sites/artist portals and a rolling programme of live events initiated to (for want of a better phrase) ‘keep it real’. The dematerialising the site as stand alone gallery space, in the tradition of institutional conceptualism (Hans Hacke, Daniel Buren et al), created more of an art fuelled ‘service station’ where artists/vehicles were accessible during the trip
Using these strategies, evidenced in work so far, Aid and Abet continue to question, commodity and production values within art and their subsequent aesthetics, bringing in debates on site- specificity, location and communication as major drivers for contemporary practice and audience reception. If Foucault believed that ‘we are at a moment…when our experience of the world is less that of a long life developing through time, than that of a network that connects points and intersects with its own skein’1, then Aid and Abet seem to have the ability to plug in their very own efficient pace-maker, that’s ticking over very nicely.
Craig Need
1. Foucault. M, (essay) Architecture-Mouvement-Continuité, (1984),
Taken from Mirzoeff. N, Of Other Spaces, chapter within publication The Visual Culture Reader, (2002), pg. 229, Routledge.
No comments:
Post a Comment