Wednesday 2 April 2014

The deadline for submitting applications is April 30, at 2pm



Call for applications for Botín Foundation Visual Arts Grants and art workshop 2014
Carlos Garaicoa, Sin título, L.A. (Untitled, L.A.), 2005. Courtesy MoMA, New York.

International call for applications for Botín Foundation Visual Arts Grants and art workshop 2014

Application deadline: April 30, 2014
Botín FoundationPedrueca 1, 39003
Santander
Spain

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www.fundacionbotin.org

Botín Foundation Visual Arts Grants and art workshop 2014The Botín Foundation, Spain’s leading private foundation in terms of the scale of its investment, launches an international call for its yearly Visual Arts Grants, and for its summer workshop, to be directed this year by Cuban artist Carlos Garaicoa.
International Visual Arts Grants 22nd call 2014–2015The Visual Arts Grants provide artists with financial support for education, research and the undertaking of personal projects in the sphere of artistic work. To conclude the grant cycle, the Botín Foundation organizes a group exhibition featuring works by all the grantees, and accompanied by a catalogue. The call is open to individuals of any nationality; applicants must be over 23 and under 40. 
The deadline for submitting applications is April 30, at 2pm. All applications must be filled out online www.fundacionbotin.org. The other documents must be sent to the Botín Foundation in Santander. Works of artists selected in the last edition can be seen in the video of Itinerarios 2012–2013 here.
Summer workshopThe workshop will be led by Cuban artist Carlos Garaicoa and will take place in Santander (North of Spain) from June 30 to July 11. The workshop will admit a maximum of 15 artists. Applicants from any nationality will be considered. Participants who do not reside in Cantabria will be provided with free shared accommodation and a stipend of 455 Euros, paid at the end of the workshop. Applications must be submitted online by April 30.
Terms and conditions at www.fundacionbotin.org.

 

Call for applications for Botín Foundation Visual Arts Grants and art workshop 2014

Wednesday 26 March 2014

In the Shadow of the Anti-Nimbus- Ranjit Hoskote



(Rahul Vajale recent working in camp: 2013 )


At a time when many young painters are tempted to adopt one or another of the prevailing house styles of contemporary Indian art, Rahul Vajale pursues a refreshingly idiosyncratic agenda. His imagery is not influenced by the media. His work does not suffer from the semiotic clutter that afflicts any number of young artists, testimony to their misguided attempts at scanning and grabbing the hard-won sophistications of Parthan, Dodiya, Nair, Kallat and Natesan. Nor does Vajale try and win on mere scale, stretching paint and losing detail in the effort to cover the distance from one edge of a vast canvas to the other. And, most fortunately, he remains untouched by that XL enthusiasm for civil-society initiatives of social awareness which, in the absence of true radicalisation, serves numerous young artists as a feeble politics.

Instead, Vajale’s charcoal drawings on paper and acrylic paintings on canvas are marked by an attractive crispness of handling and clarity of image. His drawings insist, in their dramatic precision, that we follow the charcoal on its image-making journey around a head, rising up against the whiteness of the paper in jags, flows and curlicues: the line folds itself around the psychic history of a personality, real or imagined, and contours its representation accordingly.
(Mahatma Gandhi, Acrylic on Charcoal on canvas Size: 36x36", 2006 :by Rahul Vajale )


His paintings demand full-bodied engagement too. Look carefully at the animal baying at the moon: a chimera, part bull, part wolf, it has an intertwining serpent pattern painted on its flank. As it challenges the moon, its horns form a glowing, defiant crescent by themselves. Or is the wolf holding the moon in its jaws? Is the moon a waxy, golden chapati? Look, also, at the portrait of Van Gogh suspended in a field of colour with a prickly plant for company: yes, the genius of the tattered ear is now a cliché of artistic suffering, but gaze upon his serenity here, his anguish transferred, in the manner of the Rajput miniatures, to the symbol that accompanies him like a plaintive stringed instrument to the raga of his silence.

The energy that Vajale invests in evoking his figures is matched by the detailing he lavishes on the seemingly empty areas of field. His figures carry their histories with them, histories that are bred in the bone; and the fields they occupy are integral to their identity, tuning up a sense of loss, amplifying the melancholia of the long-distance dreamer. Consider, in this context, the man-rock-tree composites that fly past one another, at a distance, in the slow motion mandated by a zero-gravity space: there is more than a hint of Hanuman here, as he flies back to the battlefield of Lanka bearing the precious herb-scented mountain of Gandhamadhana; there is also more than a hint of the isolatos that we all are, carrying the hope of healing even as we pass each other by, as we travel through the large vacancies of hurt. While Vajale’s fictions captivate our imagination, his formal handling urges us to attend, again, to those seemingly lost properties: the cunning stroke of the brush and the delicious richness of vermilion, acid yellow, nocturnal black and forest green.
(Golden Hauman , Acrylic on Charcoal on canvas Size: 48x72", 2006 :by Rahul Vajale )




Indeed, the phrase ‘lost properties’ could act as our guide into the circuitry of Vajale’s imagination: in his vivid evocation of colour states and prickly symbols, he reclaims much that the senses have abandoned, that the intellect has grown to disregard. His paintings and drawings are generated around symbolic forms, but this should not suggest an aloof, abstract idiom. Vajale’s universe is elaborated, not from the standard dimensions that determine space, but from such unpredictable measures of sensual experience as dryness and sheen, volatility and weight, sharpness and ductility.
There is nothing withdrawn about his works: they are charged with an entire vocabulary of sensations. We feel, in his surfaces, the immediacy of clay, fire, maize, night, stubble, thorn and bone. We feel, in a word, visceral excitement in the use to which Vajale puts the inherited resources of the painter’s craft.

(Untitted, Acrylic on Charcoal on canvas Size: 48x72", 2006 :by Rahul Vajale )

Visceral excitement is exactly what Vajale feels in the presence of the human face. The faces of people he might see in the street or meet in paintings in museums return to haunt him; they urge him to memorialise them as portraits. But Vajale’s portraits are not transcriptions of retinal testimony; rather, they record the stylised aftermath of visual encounter. They capture some essential characteristic of the person receiving the artist’s attention, and translate these into a pictorial language that startlingly melds eulogy with caricature. Vajale recognises, and is ready to struggle with, the formal problems attendant on this choice of quasi-portraiture. Since his practice impels him to abstract the visual stimulus of a particular face from its lifeworld and translate it into a metaphorical proposition, the artist must manage a delicate balance between the distinctive and the generic.



Vajale develops his paintings and drawings from a secret archive: the ceaseless flow of doodles and ruminations that he makes in the sequence of notebooks that he has maintained over the years. This ongoing journal is a barometer of his works and days: in it, he records fluctuations of mood and speculations on fate; writes of chance happenings and dwells on the pressures and dilemmas of everyday life; sings of sleepless nights and happy meetings; stumbles on the patterns that occasionally reveal themselves from beneath the random movements of the mind.

Vajale’s gallery of heads, shaped in charcoal, follows the curve of this journal. His heads testify to the range of expressive possibilities inherent in the features of men and women: he treats the head frontally and in profile, now suggesting an imperial disdain, now a sage-like meditativeness; now a demotic handling, now a hieratic touch. By turns, the head is tonsured and cloud-haired, gorgonic and monk-like. What unites Vajale’s heads is the curlicued pattern that emanates from within them, curling out of the mouth or falling across the face, propping them up in lieu of a neck or swelling out like a luxuriant beard.

What is this signature device: an axis of flame; a spine; a necklace? On Vajale’s account, it is the mortal equivalent of the aura that is said to surround beings of high spiritual attainment: it is a versatile energy that could stand for virility or rage, focused attention or indwelling negativity. This anti-nimbus, this counter-halo is an integral feature of the emotional costume in which the artist clothes his unwitting sitters. It is, in fact, a symbolic reminder of our common humanity, hostages as we are to the passions, subject to a fate that we write for ourselves in the journal of our neurons, enzymes and hormones. 


-  Ranjit Hoskote


Paintings & Drawings by Rahul Vajale (Mumbai: September 2006)

‘I show the invisible in my works’- Vinita Dasgupta

Delhi-based artist Vinita Dasgupta on self-imagery, spirituality and sold-out shows

Among the works that sold out at the India Art Fair (IAF), the country’s largest exhibition-cum-sale of art held annually in Delhi, was an eccentric series with portraits of Marilyn Monroe, an unknown Indian boy, and the artist herself painted on layers of cigarettes. “Step closer, there’s something more beneath the obvious,” says Vinita Dasgupta, 30. On a second look, the “cigarettes” turn out to be canvas strips rolled into hollow pipes of various sizes. They are pasted together to create an undulating surface, giving Dasgupta’s paintings a three-dimensional appearance.
( Vinita Dasgupta's works at Indian Art Fair 2014- New Delhi)


Dasgupta has been selling out since she was a student at College of Art, New Delhi, in the early 2000s and the red dots at IAF have only sealed her place among the promising names of her generation. Relaxing in her studio, she looks less arty and more airy. No intellectual handlooms or ethnic jewellery; instead, she is a Delhi girl with straightened and streaked hair, a nose ring and four tattoos.


“I like to show the invisible in my works,” says Dasgupta. Each roll of canvas, she points out, contains icons or scenes from mythology — Rama and Krishna, Radha and the gopis — and Sanskrit shlokas, so that a painting is made up of many other rolled-up miniatures. “I was looking for a new style when a friend gifted me earrings made from bits of Coke cans twisted together,” she says.

Into this pop inspiration, Dasgupta fused images from Indian spirituality. “I am a seeker of spiritual truths. I travel to Dharamsala and Varanasi regularly to meditate. And I travel alone,” she says. Even the tattoo on her thumb has spiritual significance. “It’s the female moon sign in Chinese and is shaped like an Om,” she says.


As a child — when her first name was still Dipannita, which she changed in school without telling her parents — Dasgupta learnt Kathak, classical music, cooking and painting, participated in almost every activity in school and won lots of prizes, had friends but also spent a lot of time by herself. Consequently, her artwork looks inwards. Almost every series Dasgupta has produced since she turned professional in 2008 include reflections of herself.


Of these, My Window Shut to Open (2010) comprise acrylics, digital and mixed media juxtaposing a world as of candy coloured consumerism — through motifs such as lipsticks, multiple telephones, stilettos, shorts and sleeveless tops — with symbols such as the Taj Mahal (“my ode to builders who build great cities but go unnoticed”) and traffic signals (“It is only at red lights that we get a chance to look at people who live on the streets”). “When I was working on this series, I was always deep in thought. I would watch TV and talk to people, but when that external conversation stopped, the inner conversation would begin,” she explains.

( Vinita Dasgupta's works at Indian Art Fair 2014- New Delhi)

Dasgupta was among the toppers in the entrance exam at College of Art and she proceeded to spend her four undergraduate years metaphorically coloring outside the lines. “I would sit in the postgraduate class 
and hang out with seniors. I was constantly learning from those above me,” she says. Professors began to teach the new students on smaller canvases but Dasgupta regularly turned in large-scale works with strong, almost masculine, brush strokes. She also holds the distinction of winning the Women’s Athlete award four years in a row.Dasgupta’s first solo, in 2009, was titled “Fashion and Attitude: Womanhood under Scanner”. Befitting a post-liberalisation youngster, she tackled a different kind of existentialism from those of an earlier generation of artists. One of her works revolved around wardrobe malfunctions, with a traffic signal of the left glowing red. In another, Dasgupta contrasts the sashay of a model to the steady steps of women labourers carrying construction material on their heads. The exhibition sold out, which still surprises Dasgupta. “Maybe the buyers shared my vision,” she says. 

Since then, she has held four more solos as well as 200 group shows in India and internationally, with Delhi-based Art Konsult representing her since 2009. This year’s IAF was the first time that Galleria Art Lounge from Lisbon displayed her works, with successful results. The gallery has planned a solo of her works in Lisbon this autumn.

(Report courtesy Written by Dipanita Nath )| March 16, 2014 11:38 pm  ( Indian express)

Thursday 20 March 2014

Not to be Missed : 22nd March 2014 at Art Gate Gallery

SUKSHM
A show of recent paintings by Kumar Vaidya on 22 to 29 march 2014.
11AM to 7PM (Open on Sunday)
Preview on 21st March 2014. 5PM to 9PM
At art gate gallery above Satyam collection, next to Eros Cinema, Churchgate, Mumbai 400020.