Untitled II
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Novus
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Verte-de-Gris Vanitas
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I'm Not There
Charcoal on Paper. 86 x 62 cm. May 2023
Portrait Award Finalist
The Ghost at the Feast
Charcoal on Paper, 160 x 80cm, August 2023
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Equus
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Idem
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The Great Game
Sold. Exhibited at L’Acte Finale, GUS Gallery, 2019
The titled serves as an admittedly obvious metaphor for the accumulation of political power.
While each figure depicted is imbued with allegorical implications, some have rather specific historical context pertaining to the individual depicted, generally the more recognizable ones (Zuma, Mandela, Mbeki, Malema, Trump, Obama), and others serve more metaphorical purposes (boys, Nude woman).
Zuma's pose is a direct homage to Jacque-Louis David's death of Socrates, and his frame partially obscure a hidden figure. Both Zuma and Mbeki's gaze is fixed on Mandela, a figure they both failed to emulate concerning governance. Contradisitnctly, Mandela's gaze seems aloof, disinterested and divested from the proceedings transpiring in front of him. Next to him, a youth incredulously covers his face.
Trump and Obama serve to draw a comparison between South Africa and the United States. While distinct from Obama's tenure in terms of rhetoric, cadence and overall public image, a large bulk of the Trump administration’s actions simply continued prior precedent and laws. This is depicted by Obama's arm reaching in alignment with Trump's to shake the hidden figure's hand, underscoring the underlying and chronic structural processes, which are not so easily subject to change, regardless of the idiosyncrasies of individual leaders. The more things change, the more they stay the same.
Below the table lies a boy, gazing upwards towards the game and deliberating on the proceedings. Will the next generation continue or reject current trends?
While some of the above choices are deliberate, I cannot give a definitive answer as to the overall meaning of the piece. That task I leave to the viewer.
Ship Of Fools
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“I would have seen very plainly in my heart that I did but half fancy being committed this way to so long a voyage, without once laying my eyes on the man who was to be the absolute dictator of it, so soon as the ship sailed out upon the open sea. But when a man suspects any wrong, it sometimes happens that if he be already involved in the matter, he insensibly strives to cover up his suspicions even from himself. And much this way it was with me.”
- Herman Melville, Moby Dick
In what is perhaps the origin of the Ship of Fools parable, Book Six of Plato’s Republic, Socrates posits before Adeimantus the analogy of a myopic and uppity crew attempting mutiny, with each crewman naturally favouring himself the worthy usurper of their captain; Plato’s famed Philosopher King.
Socrates’s parable was meant to illustrate the axiomatic deficiencies within democratic societies, which will invariably descend into dysfunction and pandemonium as each faction competes against the other for ascendancy over more meritorious authorities. Centuries later, the philosopher Jean Jacques Rousseau would ostensibly concur with this sentiment when he wrote:
“Were there a people of gods, their government would be democratic. So perfect a government is not for men.”
Plato’s analogy of a doomed society has been reiterated and adapted in various philosophical and satirical works, from Sebastian Brandt’s 1494 Daß Narrenschyff ad Narragoniam (which served as the main inspiration for Hieronymus Bosch’s iconic oil painting) to Katherine Anne Porter’s 1962 bestseller Ship of Fools, a novel chronicling the exploits of passengers and crew aboard a German luxury cruiser traversing the Atlantic Ocean in the portentous 1930s, just as Hitler's Nazi Party was beginning to threaten the frail democracy of the Weimar Republic.
Arguably the most prescient and equally subversive portrait of Socrates’s parable is to be found on the decks of Herman Melville’s ill-fated Pequod. In Moby Dick, Melville offers readers a similar glimpse into the inevitable fatality of civilization brought about by man’s incessant lust for material reward, industrial expansion, ethnic sectarianism and exploitation of nature. Unlike Plato though, there is no sagacious Philosopher King to found in the monomaniacal Captain Ahab.
I make no decisive statement concerning my idiosyncratic parable on South African society. Allegories, symbols and epiphanies remain opaque and contingent on the viewer’s interpretation since an artist should not pretend to know where the truth lies.
The Void
Sold. Exhibited at L’Acte Finale, 2019
The artwork draws reference from a painting by Austrian artist Gottfried Helnwein. The definition of a void stipulates it as an empty space, or, as a noun, something experienced as a loss or privation.
The scene depicts various political and religious figures congregating around the wake of a small boy, an embodiment of the nascent South African democracy. The chosen historical figures are Hendrik Verwoerd, Jacob Zuma and Malcolm X.
The skull on Verwoerd's lap is a reference to the practice of Phrenology, a practice that involves the measurement of the skull to predict mental traits and an initial pseudoscientific justification for racial superiority and institutionalised racism. It should be noted, for the sake of historical accuracy, that Verwoerd himself did not necessarily subscribe to an ideology of racial superiority, instead espousing a doctrine of racial destiny and a policy of "separate, but equal".
While its symbolism is generally complex and can vary widely based on culture and historical circumstance, the common raven is often associated with loss and ill omens. In ancient Greece, the raven also represents prophecy and insight. Ravens in most narratives often act as psychopomps, creatures whose primary responsibility is to escort newly deceased souls to the afterlife. Following that, the raven is a recurring relic in funerary art. Nota bene; the raven as depicted in this piece is frozen in space and time, stuck between ascension and decision.
The petrified raven emphasizes the precarious future of our young democracy, afflicted by the deleterious practices and manipulations of government both past and present.
Vestige
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Ecce Homo
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Ecce Homo II
Charcoal on paper. 84 x 59 cm. Sold
Aimee
Charcoal on paper. 75 x 63cm . Sold
Awarded special merit at the 2019 Sanlam Portrait Award
Effigy
Charcoal on paper. 84 × 59cm. 2020
Silver
Charcoal on paper. Sold
Wastrel
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Mandi
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Finalist at the 2015 Sanlam Portrait Award
Tieberg
Charcoal on paper. 58 x 42 cm. Sold
Binary
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Mime I
Charcoal on paper. 80 x 62 cm. August 2024. Sold
Mime II
Charcoal on paper. 75 × 69cm. October 2024
SELF-PORTRAIT
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Entres Nous
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“It bides its time in bedrooms, cellars, trunks, and bookshelves; and that perhaps the day would come when, for the bane and the enlightening of men, it would rouse up its rats again and send them forth to die in a happy city.”
–Albert Camus, The Plague (1947)
German philosopher Hegel once remarked that ‘The owl of Minerva spreads its wings only with the coming of the dusk’, a now-common metaphor signifying that an era cannot be judged, or indeed properly understood until it has entered its twilight phase.
This work was conceived and created at a time when the COVID 19 pandemic appeared to be approaching its inglorious resolution. In keeping with the exhibition theme, I devised a celebratory dinner scene with two aged paramours separated on opposite ends of a table, each immersed in their reveries. Placed between are various apparatuses signifying pestilence such as the rat and plague doctor’s mask.
It is not pleasant to contemplate the thoughts that must be passing through Minerva’s owls in the distance, as they undertake the task of interpreting the era of the recent pandemic and its many contradictory revelations on organized human life.
Strange times. Poor owls.
Murmur of Innocence
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A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Woman
Charcoal on Paper. 82 x 59 cm. Sold
Exhibited at the inaugural Sanlam Portrait Awards in 2013
Untitled I
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Fiore
Charcoal on paper, 84 x 59 cm, October 2022. Sold
Votum
Charcoal on paper. March 2024. Sold
Female Nude Study
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Female Nude Study II
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Spoorloos
Charcoal on paper. 84 x 59cm. SOLD
Let them not make me a stone and let them not spill me. Otherwise kill me.
-Prayer Before Birth, Louis Macneice
Much and more has been written of the tempestuous love affair between Ingrid Jonker and Andre Brink, though perhaps the definitive text would be Francis Galloway’s Flame in the Snow: The Love Letters of André Brink & Ingrid Jonker. In commemoration of the publication, South African artist Hanneke Benadé was commissioned to design cover artwork for the book. Benadé’s rendition is conventional; two profile portraits of Jonker and Brink juxtaposed to face each other, their respective countenances composed and phlegmatic. It is with Benadé’s rendition in mind that I set out to create a contradistinctive work.
My setting depicts a moment of post-coital intimacy between Brink and Jonker, yet the atmosphere and figures are somewhat melancholic and detached, underpinning an aloofness despite the physical proximity of the two lovers. It is simultaneously a portrait of intimacy and remoteness.
This darker duality underpins much of the piece’s conceptualisation. To take a specific example, the Seagull simultaneously serves as the traditional embodiment of hope and escapism, and an omen to Jonker’s eventual suicide at Three Anchor Bay.
Though certain viewers may object to the overall sexual nature of the piece, it is important to realise that these two mythical literary figures were ordinary flesh-and-blood human beings, with the same corresponding failings and carnal desires. For them, sex was a spiritual experience; their frankness in correspondence was in itself an act of defiance. In one particular letter from Flame, Brink recalls a question Jonker had put to him on a tape: “Why are people so afraid of passion? Why do they treat us like children?”
In closing, it needs to be reminded of the futility of making a singular, authoritative summation on something as composite as human identity. In a letter to Brink, Jonker herself rejected this fixity:
You frighten me with that “I’ll have to get to know you anew” or something like that. I hope you aren’t disappointed! And above all, do not make me “a thing with one face … Like water held in the hands would spill me / Otherwise kill me …”
Oculus
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Desolate Dinner
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Corvus
Charcoal on paper, 84 x 59cm, July 022. Sold
Cibrus
Charcoal on paper
80 x 65 cm
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Narcissus
Charcoal on paper, 88 X 75 cm, September 2024.
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Filius
Charcoal on paper, 40 X 40cm, November 2023. Sold
Platinum
Charcoal on Paper. 25 × 25cm. July 216
Without Time
Charcoal on Paper. 42 ×29cm. November 2016