(Life and Death of Sreedharan Gopikrishna, a painting by Gopikrishna)
How far could art make meaning and move the viewers towards
those meanings? Is it possible in our times where the popular symbolisms have
lost their intrinsic symbolic values and stand for what they signify and nothing
more than that? Saussure must be proved wrong by now. He said, sign no longer signifies
the signified and the act of signification could be flexible and be liable to
open interpretation. This deconstructive linguistic approach was a great
liberator though the ‘maya’ of things has been emphasized by the Indian
philosophers many centuries before Saussure. Though Saussure and those who followed
the post structural school of linguistics had helped liberate us from not only
the domination of the textual meanings and authorial intentions but also from
the socio-cultural and political texts that were mowing down those who had been
in the lower rungs of the hierarchy. But today, deconstruction seems to be a
failed project for the sign stands for only the sign and if anybody sees anything
beyond it he/she is accused of over reading, limiting all the possibilities of
inter-textualities and sub-textualities. Hence, McDonald sign is just McDonald
sign and it does not reveal the subtext of homogenisation of taste via culinary
colonialism via economic globalization.
Take any sign and the monolithic signified implied by it,
the possible sub texts are subtle and if at all there, they are used for defining
social hierarchies than creating resistive fronts, with the signs and
signifieds together creating a chain of relationships, which Guy Debord called
as the society of spectacles. We are right in the middle of a spectacle. From
birth to death, from marriage to film release, from elected presidents to
demonetisation, everything is presented and understood as a spectacle so that
even the most painful event in the world could be seen passively as a
spectacle, like muted display of fireworks. The latest incident that one could
be reminded of is the accidental shooting of a dancing girl on the stage by a
drunken reveller in a marriage party. She is seen dancing on the stage and
after a few minutes we see her crumbling down into a heap that sprouts red hot
blood. A homicide made into a spectacle!
However, when it comes to art, suddenly people want to know
more about the hidden meaning more out of habit than their real intention.
Most of the spectators of art think that a work of art is a set of hidden
meanings, as in the case of church art during the pre-Renaissance and
Renaissance period both in the south and north Europe. In fact, the post
Renaissance art history or rather the very discipline of art history was
developed based on this esoteric aspect of the works of art, as something that
hides a lot of meanings and secrets. With this habit and practice today anything
that an artist presents has to have a hidden meaning, which in turn renders the
work of art a symbol/sign destined to be decoded, first to understand the
artistic intention and next the hidden meanings of it. Reading of hidden
meanings also could be taken for the viewers’ intention to see what they want
to see in it and it is absolutely a valid way of looking at it. After all, the
meaning of a work of art lies with the meaning of looking. You see what you are
looking for. When you fail to find it you move away from the work of art. While
people take the symbolism of the world in general for the given and the
associated values subconsciously, somehow, they actively demand other meanings
from a work of art, and ironically, they all want the artists to tell them
those meanings that they want to hear. From attributing social responsibility to
political commitment, from aesthetical complexity to art historical erudition,
from textual meanings to sub-textual interpretations, they want to hold the
artist responsible. How is it possible?
I am not talking about those artists who work with a sense
of meaning making, with social and political commitments and project based thinking
etc. I am talking about those artists who make art because they cannot do
anything else in the world. They are born to make art. Most of the time, I
think that the real artists and really creative people are those beings who are
born to this earth with a sort of curse and destiny. They are people with wings
but without its physical manifestations on their shoulders. They are constantly
high and in a flight. But the people who move around on the earth willingly
submitting to the gravity of the earth do not understand the pleasure of such
flights. So they want the artists to make them understand the pleasure of
flight which is impossible. As the poet says, to experience that love, either
the star should come down to the tip of this grass blade or the grass blade
should grow to the galaxies so that it could touch the star. Both are
impossible in the physical plane. Love could be mutually remunerated and
reciprocated only when it is allowed to grow mystically. Then the star and
grass blade could meet. When the viewers grow mystical qualities then only they
could understand the qualities of a work of art, the meaning of it and the
artist him/herself. Real artists or creative people are like Hijras or eunuchs.
They are caught in a different body which is capable enough to dance but unable to interpret the meaning of that dance. They can only say that let us also live
here on the earth.
(The Worm Inspector by Gopikrishna)
Gopikrishna is one such artist who tells the world please
let me live (jeevikkaan vidu). An artist who silently walks on the earth
without hurting anybody either by his life or by his work, however finds that
people want meanings out of his works and they read what they want and that
becomes point of attack for him. There are stark nude figures in Gopikrishna’s
works; those are all his own nudes. The characters that appear in his works as
if they were a personal mythology or legend or even a private folklore (which
impossible apparently but is possible when that folklore is shared by the folks
within his own mental realm) are involved in various activities as ‘seen’ by
the artist and most of them are starkly naked. Gopikrishna remembers how he was
questioned by several of his viewers and even some reputed curators in India
asking him why there were so many male nudes. The artist told them at that time
that why this question was never asked to those male artists who always paint
female nudes? How is that the female nude is an acceptable norm of art and its
accepted history, especially when it is painted by the male artists?
Gopikrishna says that when a man paints his own nude or a woman paints her own
nude then the society suddenly become morally rigid. According me it is the
society’s (that means, the people’s) perennial fear to face themselves and see
their own nudes out their own display.
Seeing a nude of a female done by a male artist is palatable
for the male audience because her body has been objectified or reduced to a
sexual object, which the patriarchal norms have accepted. Ironically,
conditioned by these values, even women do not take much of an offence when
they see female nudes in art. But a woman painting her own nude is always seen with suspicion. Either she is taken for being morally loose or a destroyer of
the social norms; both should be kept away from the mainstream thinking. I am
sure that is why many of the Indian woman artists still resist painting their
own nudes or the nudes of the other women. However, when it comes to a male
painting his own nude, suddenly, there is a total discomfiture among the
viewers because they think that this male nudity should be transcended into
symbolic appearances as in several phallic structures within the pictorial
frame or even the male body itself should be seen as an active sexual body
which does not need symbolic means to express. Hence, denuding the male body by
a male artist could be seen as an act of not only self aggression but also an
aggression towards the society which the polite societies would reject or would
look at with some sort of disgust and disbelief, that’s what exactly happened
with the works of Gopikrishna.
(Swamy Vaidyar Padam by Gopikrishna)
The male nudes in the works of Gopikrishna are not simply conjured
up by the artist in order to shock the society. According to him, human beings
are primordial creatures no different from any other beings on the earth. But
human beings thanks to their wilful adoption of greed and avarice made clothes,
grabbed power and subjugated many. While living in the midst of these
systematic societies that accept grabbing, looting and disadvantaging all the other
creatures including the nature, Gopikrishna sees the visions of the primordial
beings who are interested in the lives of worms and small creatures. Here, the
artist is not talking about dispossession and migration to cultures that are strange,
instead he talking about a returning to the roots of our own causes; that lies
in the primary beings of the earth including the worms. A sensitive human being
could see what Gopikrishna is trying to speak to himself through a painting
titled ‘the Worm Inspector’. Though the word inspector is something that makes
a direct linkage to the society that we live in where everything is inspected
closely by the authorities, what we see here in this painting is the curiosity of
the people who look at the amazing world of the worms that we often forget to
see or even avoid to look at.
Human beings are self centred. I am sure that a bit of
selfishness is important for those people who still hold on to the self.
Selfish people are tolerable people so long as they grab only what they want.
The moment they gather more than they need they become human beings! This
gathering is based on ego and also the ego is boosted by the gathering
abilities. To increase the abilities to gather, one has to use either intellectual
power or physical power. Once you exert physical or intellectual power you
start to have a hierarchic society. Ego, the big word that remains invisible in
every human being. It manifests in clothes, in hairstyles, in cars, houses,
properties and so on. Here is a painting by Gopikrishna, interestingly titled ‘Swamy
Vaidyar Padam’. It is an old village barbershop seen. There people like stags
are waiting for to be groomed and pruned. The Vaidyar, the barber, is detached
yet he has this bliss of rendering people free of their wools/hairs and egos.
The people here are happy because they have come to shed it; it shows a
willingness to enter into a space that would render you egoless. Vaidyar like
god keeps doing his work. And look at the one who goes out with all his hairs
shed. How happy he is! The egoless state of being. He has an umbrella in his
hand and I am sure he is going to leave that too sooner than later.
(Madonna and Christ by Gopikrishna)
Christian themes come again and again to Gopikrishna may be
because they are symbolically rich and he need not interpret it for all those
who are familiar with the theological themes which is considered to be
universal. However, I do not think that Gopikrishna paints Christian themes because
he is hugely drawn towards its philosophy. But what apparently make him turn again
and again to the Christian symbolism is the sufferings of Christ. Whether the
sacrifice of Jesus Christ has helped in establishing a tolerant and loving society
without ego and hierarchies is a disputable fact. But what I like about Gopikrishna’s
adherence at times to the Christian themes is his liking for the human
suffering for further sublimation. Here we have two works by Gopikrishna; one
is titled ‘Madonna and Christ’ and the other one is ‘Planting Christ’. Nowhere
in the world one could see the Christian themes painted with such freshness and
empathy because Gopikrishna does not see himself different from the son of god
who chose cross to throne. In Madonna and Child, Gopikrishna reverses the order
of caring into the order of crucifying. One could interpret it in hundred
different ways; but I would like to stick to this image and its clarity.
Maximum I would say, before anybody could crucify Christ and it should be done
by his mother, not once, everyday. Gopikrishna paints his autobiography
perhaps, because the Christ is he himself. In ‘Planting Christ’, we do not see
Jesus Christ being descended from the cross but we see a dispassionate
primordial man (the surrogate of the artist) cutting Jesus into several pieces
and planting him hoping that one day there would be many Christs in the world.
The scene is gory and unpalatable; but truth is always unpalatable.
(Planting Christ/The Gardener by Gopikrishna)
Those people who take the world and its symbolism easily and
ask the artists to explain what they have been doing is given the right kind of
answer by Gopikrishna in his painting titled ‘Life and Death of Sreedharan
Gopikrishna’. Is there any mission that an artist could take up in this life?
Is there any social commitment for the artists above than others? Is there any
special message an artist could convey to the world through his works? I do not
think none of the above is possible because the human beings in the world are
led by their own beliefs. They are not going to change their ways either by
seeing a work of art or looking at the life of an artist. What they could
maximum do is to look at the work of art and if they are receptive enough they
could undergo a sea change. I see the chances of such changes rare and far in
between. Hence, there is no question of asking the same to Gopikrishna and
asking him to explain himself. He cannot be, like many other artists whom I
know, anything than this. Eventually an artist like him is sitting on the hourglass
as the times runs by. The kaal (time and death in Indian philosophy) is there
in the form of a serpent, remind the physical death of the artist. But he need
not panic. What is he? He is just a few colours and a brush, and like a Mughal
Emperor, he could be seated at the top of the world, doing nothing but paint
because he is just a few colours and a brush. If anybody in the world thinks
that they are more than what they are, then all of them should look at this
painting. Gopikrishna, like a hijra tells the world, I am like this and in my
stark nudity, I am just a few colours and a brush. I do not have any other
existence. Let me live the life that I want. The beauty of Gopikrishna’s paintings
is this; they do not lead you to anywhere. It leads you to yourself. Art does
not have too many inner meanings other than the pleasure of the artist who
makes it and the pleasure of the one who sees it. Meaning lies in the beholder’s
mind. When the mind is ready open the meanings the meanings come out. When the
mind is shut the painting remains as it is. When the mind is done away with the
painting too disappears; why painting alone, the painter, the world and the one
who writes it too. Bliss.
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