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REVIEWS
London: Gimpel Fils Gallery

Location: UK
24 July – 7 September 2002
www.gimpel-fils.com

In the opening pages of James Joyce’s A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man, the protagonist re-reads a sentence previously scribbled in his geography textbook: ‘Stephen Dedalus, Class of Elements, Clongowes Wood College, Sallins, County Kildare, Ireland, Europe, The World, The Universe.’ This litany, rather than inducing a consensus vis à vis his present location, serves to paradoxically dis-locate Stephen Dedalus’s sense of place. And herein lies both the strengths and weaknesses of this show: any attempt to represent the parameters and specificity of a cultural, geographic, or national location, however discursively, is not only illusory but ultimately illusive. It is acknowledgement of the latter, moreover, that comes closest to approximating an understanding of what it is to be located.





Amongst the work represented here, however, a number do register such misgivings. George Shaw’s pencil drawing of an abject-looking social club, for example, both itemises a sense of place yet renders that place precarious – it is, after all, only a pencil drawing and seems aware, in its anxiousness to re-present a location as accurately as possible, of its own in-built limitations. In Christopher Stewart’s portrait of a young man, Untitled – England (2000), an individual stands against an anonymous red-bricked wall, his singularity reduced to his broad geographic location as if the possibility of locating him in more specific terms would be somehow futile.

The title of Hannah Starkey’s photograph, February 2002 (2002), which may or may not be an image of scrape marks on a floor, reconfigures the notion of place within the equally unpredictable realm of temporality and its role in locating a place – however abstracted the latter may appear. Mark Wallinger, on the other hand, places us in a very specific and recognisable locale – London’s Camberwell New Road to be exact – and stages a portrait of himself as, apparently, a blind beggar exhorting us not for money but to practice the art of staying still. Yet, as Heraclitus noted, not even standing still will reconcile the flux of existence that surrounds us. All locations are, of course, in flux. To be located, in sum, is to be in transition – one of the many, certainly not unproductive, conundrums of modern living.

Anthony Downey

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