Tuesday Reads: Hans Ulrich Obrist
To the eyes of many photographers and artists alike, the construction of a project is more about the exclusion of what is not deemed to be relevant, rather than the selection of what is to be included. Each additional picture implies not only the revelation of a new meaning, but also an abandonment of the narrative built until then. Precisely as stated by Ulrich Obrist, “each process of actualisation is surrounded by a constantly thickening fog of virtual possibilities”. However, such analytical eye on the matter can not be expected from the artist herself but only from an external enquirer – no tennis player would objectively discuss the potentially winning shots wasted during her last match, no mother would admit Well, I might have had a better son… but that’s how life goes I guess.
The result is that excluded photographs become ghosts – ghosts that photographers hide from outside eyes, but carry close to their hearts. In a similar fashion, unrealised projects weigh on the future production of all creatives. Being creatures that failed to come to life, they often act as motivating dreams that push the artist towards her best work. However, these dreams can turn into regrets over time, a source of frustration – or worse, obsession – that prevents creative innovation and evolution. After all, as we navigate a world increasingly spammed with stories of success and advertisements encouraging us to unleash our inner potential, we are not inclined to discuss ideas that are (maybe even unconsciously) associated with failure.
Therefore, the choice by an illustrious curator (such as Ulrich Obrist) to investigate specifically these non-projects results in an act of rebellion. A breath of fresh air. Why does it feel so liberating? Most probably because, to the eyes of many photographers and artists alike, the relationship with curators is quite controversial and confusing. And the exploration of unrealised projects by Ulrich Obrist, being an act of lightheartedness and genuine curiosity, gracefully forces creatives to face their ghosts and transforms them into what the artist perceives as successful creation. Moreover, when the curator subsequently finds the means to bring these projects to life, he empowers artists to materialise great ideas. And here is where the curator’s role becomes fundamental. More than anyone else, artists feed off empathy and sense of community: given the nature of their work, doubts and insecurities are extremely detrimental to their sense of purpose.
Given these premises, the punctum of creative processes seems to lie as much in the curator as in the artist – after all, ideas without actualisation are merely clouds of potential. However, the point made in the book Ways of curating is precisely the opposite: the reader is introduced to the belief that curators should follow artists in their imaginative process rather than aim at gaining creative independency. One might be left wondering: why do curators refuse the aura of creativity society spontaneously assigns them? And Ulrich Obrist, being well aware of the risks linked with blurred boundaries and responsibilities, proposes an answer to this question. Decisively refusing to embody a figure of artist-curator, he doesn’t stop there: his warning addresses the dangers of idealising the role of curators, figures who actually rely on their marginality in order to stay fluid and flexible. In Ulrich Obrist’s words:
Thus, by focusing on unrealised projects, curatorship assumes the flavour of a sort of medical cure for artists. It becomes a net of support for creative, a means to shape their most ambitious projects. It becomes the hand to a brain, the brush to a painter and the microphone to a singer. It boldly brings out what, until then, only existed within.