Vhils’ solo show at the Electricity
Museum in Lisboa, “Dissection/Disseção,” was a fascinating exploration of
creative destruction and the humanization and dehumanization of public space.
The show, which explores a variety of mediums and scales, moving from the
three-by-five centimeter snapshot to the half-city-block square construction,
offers an exegesis on the urban as a space of texture, destruction, and
creativity in a transnational frame.
Alexandre Farto, aka,Vhils is a 26 year old Portuguese
street artist who is well known for his unique style of chiseling faces out of
walls, instead of adding paint, paste, or paper onto them, in a fashion that is more typical of most street
artists. His subjects are often residents of the neighborhoods which he visits,
and often, are those who would be ignored in hegemonic history books. They are favela dwellers, community workers, grand
parents, women, children. Their faces are produced out of the materials that
make up urban spaces: concrete, paper, wood, metal, and are generated through
violent approaches to surface: burning, scraping, scoring, drilling, exploding.
The exhibit at the Electricity Museum,
in Belem, is a large scale installation work with several rooms. It is also
heralded by a series of portraits created through carving up palimpsests of
advertisements, which are then installed on a large water tower, as well as a
piece on a building a little closer to Lisboa on an abandoned building.
Entering the space after waiting in
the hot sun on a flight of stairs the visitor is plunged into darkness,
interrupted by sounds and pulsating color from a set of screens that are in
fact screened or filtered by stencils of human faces. It is difficult to see
the “content” behind the screen, but it is easy to see constant movement and
life. Stumbling into light again the viewer encounters a set of scaffolding
stairs two stories tall, facing what appears to be a styro-foam forest with
columns of varying heights and widths. Yet, after clambering up the
scaffolding, two (or more) faces are visible, the effects of distance of
variations in size creating shadows, volume, and depth.
“Look, you can see more
and more faces!” a visitor next to me exclaimed as we peered over the
precarious edge. This exercise in spatial trickery was powerful, because it
also inverts the prevailing logic that distance allows human affairs to become
smaller, less visible. In the inverse, distance, in this formation, makes human
pathos more apparent. After climbing down the steps guards pointed out two
single-channel televisions perched on a shelf against the blank wall behind the
scaffolding. The screens recorded the faces from above, and quite possibly, the
reactions of visitors. Following white walls around I reached a more open space
with a set of text explicating Vhils’ intense concern with urban gentrification
and the humans erased from urban landscapes, and across from it, a map of the world
with a thin glass display case running horizontally under the map with lines
running vertically marking different cities into the case. Like a kind of
sacred grail, the viewer has to come close, very close, and peer inside to see
what is contained. From the lines cutting across continents; Shanghai,
Malaysia, London, Sao Paolo, are small snapshots of Vhils’ work, some of which,
we learn from a series of short videos, have been destroyed along with the
neighborhoods from which its subjects come. One of the films explored his work
in a favela in Rio, a favela slated for demolition to build a
tram that, per interviews with neighborhood residents, serve future, wealthier,
denizens. In response, Vhils installed the faces of long term dwellers,
standing as haunting chastisements to the city planners and future visitors,
images that (barely) outlast the residents who are displaced.
Indeed, urban transformation involves
what Joseph Schumpeter called, creative destruction, razing structures to the ground to
allow new capitalist growth. Vhils’ process mirrors and inverts this logic,
using creative destruction to create a catch in urban fabric, drawing viewers
to dwell on spaces that are framed by marketers as obsolete. Using hammers,
drills bits, dynamite, and plaster, Vhils and his collaborators scratch,
explode, scrape, and chisel at walls in order to reveal from within the
characters they support. It is an almost mystical process, an literal exegesis
of urban fabric.
This method is explored with other mediums in the show,
including doors, and thick, messy swatches of advertising posters, carved up to
create faces among imperatives to consume, display, and want. A series of short
videos demonstrates the drama of Vhils’ creations, showing neat phrases: “non
place,” “life,” etc. emerge from seemingly blank or bland walls.
Such an active
use of time and wear and tear as medium as well as theme makes Vhils’ work (much
like street artist Swoon’s work) take on a lifelike quality: it changes with
the wind, the rain, with urban planning. All of these different explorations in
medium and videos of process are contained in a set of seven or so pods that
the viewer enters, creating a sense of being contained, but also protected.
Little barriers against the wearing down of time.
The exhibit concludes with a
deconstructed tram car, dissected in the way in which a cadaver might be,
painted white, and suspended from the ceiling in a kind of arrested free fall
for the visitor to tentatively walk under, look up at, and imagine what would
be revealed were the pieces to be re-fused together. Trams, like other kinds of public transit, can connect, but also dissect neighborhoods. Indeed, the show is about
dissection; of urban politics, spaces, materials, but also dissection implies a
will to imagination, a thoughtful reconstruction and consideration of a future
possible. In this sense, Vhils’ work might be understood as destructive
creation.
The show
will run into Fall, October 5. More information at: http://www.fundacaoedp.pt/exposicoes/disseccao/dissection/180 and some coverage here, and here.
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