Wednesday, 20 December 2017


Emma Hart and Jonathan Baldock: still from Love Life, 2017

Sticking to Britain and excluding, in case of list-clogging bias, the ten shows* in which I was closely involved, here are a few things which stick in the mind:

Jasper Johns: Something Resembling Truth at the RA was mostly resembling brilliant.

Melancholia. A Sebald Variation at the Inigo Rooms, Somerset House was the top group show, just ahead of Transient Space at Parafin.

Mark Leckey: the simultaneous chance to see both Dream English Kid at Tate Britain and the development from it, Affect Bridge Age Regression at Cubitt Gallery, was not to be missed…  

No matter Mum made it big in Venice and brother Eddie is on a roll, Florence Peake came forward with the Peake / Barlow clan’s best London shows at Bosse & Baum and Studio Leigh.

Love Life: Act 1, PEER. London

Emma Hart and Jonathan Baldock had an excellent year: their Love Life collaboration entertained in London, Blackpool and Bexhill; his retrospective took over CGP in Bermondsey; she had her Max Mara prize show at the Whitechapel and perhaps the most-noticed stand at Frieze with ceramic satellite dishes for Sunday Painter.

Sarah RobertsTorremolinos-Tableaux-Tongue-Twister (After Sun) at Brixton’s Block 336 was my favourite immersive installation.

The Barbican’s Curve Gallery had a good year, mainly through film - Richard Mosse: Incoming and John Akomfrah: Purple.

Philip Guston: Laughter in the Dark, Drawings from 1971&1975 at Hauser & Wirth was the high point of a trend towards the Frieze Masters era of art in major commercial galleries, together with two eccentrically wonderful de Chirico shows at Namhad Projects and Tornabuoni.

Love Life: Act 2, Grundy, Blackpool

Was Thomas Ruff: Photographs 1979 – 2017 at the Whitechapel the best photo show, or was it –  contrastingly – Gregory Crewdson at the Photographer’s Gallery, Wolfgang Tillmans at the Tate or Torbjørn Rødland at the Serpentine? I reckon Ruff. 

Thaddaeus Ropac was the most significant gallery to open in a year of several regrettable closures, and Robert Longo’s first London solo show Let the Frame of Things Disjoint was quite a tour de force there.

The various Tates encompassed at least four top retrospectives: Rachel Whiteread, Ilya and Emilia Kabakov
, Robert Rauschenberg and Otto Dix - not to mention the well-received Soul of a Nation: Art in the Age of Black Power.

Maybe the best of the many futuristically-inclined shows was Lucy Raven: Edge of Tomorrow at the Serpentine, but the leading gallery for a sequence of such fare was Annka Kultys.

Love Life: Act 3, de la Warr, Bexhill

* Those were: 

Alice Anderson: Post-Digital, Union Gallery, London

Ears For The Eyes, Transition Gallery, London

Tony Charles: Unpainting, Platform A Gallery, Middlesbrough:

Show Us Your Process, House Of St Barnabas, London

The Other Side, House of St Barnabas, London

The High Low Show, Laure Genillard Gallery, London

Joe Madeira: Setting the Scene, Online Exhibition

Make a Mark, Arthouse1, London

Drift, JGM Gallery, London

Collateral Drawing, Strange Cargo, Folkestone



Jonathan Baldock and Emma Hart

De La Warr Pavilion, Bexhill *

Wind back a year, and Art Monthly carried my review of Love Life: Act 1, for which long-time collaborators Emma Hart and Jonathan Baldock turned London’s PEER gallery into a satirical version of a domestic space in which to reimagine the traditional seaside entertainment of Punch and Judy. This was not a fixed installation, as Act 2 was to follow – with extra work added – in the much bigger venue of the Grundy Art Gallery in Blackpool, before the concluding Act 3 washed up, as it now has, in a single large and very tall space in the De La Warr Pavilion, Bexhill. So what’s the same and what has changed?

The atmosphere proves a constant: a domestic environment is crowded with gags which are funny but also dark, as underscored by the backdrop of innate violence, and the presence of multiple eyes which suggest surveillance. Visitors find themselves in the middle of a disputatious mise-en-scène, populated by objects which are nicely made but remain approximate, more like props than real things, though Hart does spell out one wall text in genuine sausages, slowly dripping fat, to keep us on our toes. The phrase ‘Your Back’ – and the work’s title I’ve Got Your Back suggest in equal parts protective cover in a military action, that we are backstage, and that one character has annoyed the other. 

The show’s sound is still the 45 rpm record Jon and Emma in which Baldock and Hart call out each other's names. Their tones vary from pleading to pained to provocative, in a routine which derives, appropriately, from a 1950’s puppeteer. Both artists have practices which tend naturally towards the humour and grotesquery of Punch and Judy, both focus on the body and the handmade, both use various materials but especially ceramic, both like excess and dislike control. That makes it tricky to tell who made what – and I don’t think they much care about that. The broad distinction is that Baldock creates the scene and Hart populates it with sculptures which – somewhat paradoxically – portray events. 

Here We Go Again summons chase and flight through ceramic feet wearing glove puppet socks, the ends of which form potentially nagging mouths; Bang cuts the shape of a comic explosion from a door which was evidently slammed; and three ceramic speech bubbles jut into the space so that they can be read from both sides. That, and their resemblance to beak-nosed profiles, explains their title You two-faced lying motherfucker.

The principal differences between Acts 1 and 3 are location, layout, new works made during the Blackpool run, and the passage of a year. The De La Warr overlooks the sea, the backdrop of which connects more naturally to the tradition of Punch and Judy shows than an East London streetscape. The single space allows Hart and Baldock to subdivide it with screens which suggest both that we are backstage of Punch and Judy (as indicated by a wall painted to mimic the traditional red and white striped awning of a puppeteer’s tent) and in the house – or stage set of the house - of the couple, as played by the artists in a film which is one of two main new works.   Love Life, 2017, sees them don comedy noses to engage in bickering and slapstick (a word which derives from Punch’s weapon of choice). Baldock makes a wimp’s job of attempting to turn over frying sausages with his fingers. Hart bashes dough into shape with a force which looks cathartic. We watch on a flat screen TV from a comfortable sofa, but overlooked by Baldock’s The Giant Hand, a monstrously sized child in a baby-walker with its single eye a film of Baldock’s own on a small screen. Probably not what your love life needs. 

That figure isn’t new, but the biggest piece at Bexhill is. In a further distortion of scale – which adds to the confusion of adult with child perspectives, of everyday with fantastical worlds – a ten foot high thumb. Under the Thumb, 2017, made by Blackpool’s Illuminations Department, is mounted high and seems to press down on the whole installation, so much so that the carpet spreads out in an ooze of pink. When we see film-Hart hitting film-Baldock with a stick, we might think of what is sometimes said to be the original ‘rule of thumb’ – that a man could beat his wife provided only that the stick was no wider than a thumb. And if it’s more likely that the phrase actually came from carpenters using their thumbs as a handy measuring tool, the first joint an adult thumb measuring roughly one inch, then that fits in with the approximating tendencies  of the stage set. 

The extra space suits the installations of domestic machinery, which can be given separate partitioned ‘rooms’. They appear to have the household’s conflicts built in: in Baldock’s Out Damn’d Spot!, a tide of blood-red clothes tumble out of a washing machine. On the hob, ceramic eyes and other organs are cooked alongside turd/livers in saucepans with tongues for handles (Baldock’s It’s Not Burnt, It’s Caramelised). The record player, absurdly sexualised by the addition of breasts, has its own rather cell-like space.

Times have changed, too. Love Life I opened on the day of Trump’s election, which made it a little harder to love life. The impact of that has hardly diminished, but post-Weinstein the domestic violence to which the installation calls attention is now likely to trigger thoughts of the raised public profile of sexual harassment.

To quote myself, Love Life: Act 1 was sufficient fun that it was ‘hard to take the fighting implied too seriously. Perhaps that’s consistent with Punch and Judy’s arguments being predicated on underlying harmony. But is that the way to do it? How would it be if the artists fell out bigtime and their enmity was enacted in the gallery?’. Unsurprisingly, that hasn’t happened. Act 3 is Act 1 rearranged and expanded, its tenor and impact enhanced but not fundamentally altered. And it remains enjoyable enough for me to regret not seeing it in Blackpool as well. It might have been most at home there, alongside a real Punch and Judy professor’s tent from the local history museum, and in a brasher seaside resort than retirement-oriented Bexhill.

While touring shows do change due to availability of particular works and the interaction of art and venue, the strategy of developing an exhibition during its run is more often seen within a venue (as in Wade Guyton’s ongoing four month engagement at the Serpentine).  Love Life dips a toe – or perhaps a giant thumb – into what could be an interesting strategy of accruing new works and wider geographical frames of reference around a consistent core as a show moves around the country.

* Love Life on tour:
Act 1: PEER, London, 9 November 2016 – 28 January 2017
Act 2: Grundy Art Gallery, Blackpool, 17 June – 12 August 2017
Act 3: De La Warr Pavilion, Bexhill-On-Sea, 21 October – December 2017
(all works 2016 unless stated)

All images are installation shots from Act 3.

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Southampton, Hampshire, United Kingdom
I was in my leisure time Editor at Large of Art World magazine (which ran 2007-09) and now write freelance for such as Art Monthly, Frieze, Photomonitor, Elephant and Border Crossings. I have curated 20 shows during 2013-17 with more on the way. Going back a bit my main writing background is poetry. My day job is public sector financial management.