My gallery is a noncommercial space, a place for experimentation and new ideas, says Amin Gulgee
Veera Rustomji: For your recent show at Canvas Gallery, Zarmeene Shah's supporting text indicated that your work was derived from the moon in Haruki Murakami's IQ84. It seems then that this series of sculptures have moved away from the Char Bagh theme and the Mughal gardens. Tell us about this transition of influences for your work and the issues you touch upon in ‘Washed Upon the Shore’.
Amin Gulgee: There were two influences for my current work. One was Murakami’s novel 1Q84 and the other was the painting by Bosch, The Garden of Earthly Delights. Bosch’s painting is as enigmatic as the artist himself. The moral message remains a mystery debated by art historians. 1Q84 is about the protagonists of the novel entering a parallel reality in which two moons exist. The novel is also a love story and about ritual.
VR: While your sculptures have a very demanding presence because of the scale and material, the use of performance art mingling with the display at Canvas Gallery was really interesting and powerful. What exactly came first? The work, or the idea of performances parallel to tangible art?
AM: I do not see the performance or my sculpture and installation works as separate. When I envisioned the show, both were equally important for me. For me the performance work was about personal rituals and markings. Outside the gallery space, Sunil Shankar was delousing Joshindar Chaggar, who sat below him. For me this was a memory of childhood when my mother sat me below her and ran a thickly toothed comb through my hair removing the lice that were feeding off of me. It was a comforting and loving act.
Inside the gallery, Erum Bashir was alone in a room of coal in which she interacted with the “Third Moon” mounted upon the wall. The act of rolling upon the coal marked her and she gradually transformed, coated in a film of black.
Further in the gallery space, Zeerak Ahmed sat upon stairs behind a wall of iron and nails. She spoke in tongues over a sound piece by Haamid Rahim while gazing across at the Amber Moon and the Green Moon suspended in front of her.
Finally, behind my installation “Garden Triptych”, Ammad Tahir, using one finger, marked the chest and face of Ali Junejo with swamp-green paint.