Eskil Lam – Cosmic Acrobats
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Cosmic <strong>Acrobats</strong><br />
<strong>Eskil</strong> <strong>Lam</strong><br />
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<strong>Eskil</strong> <strong>Lam</strong><br />
Cosmic <strong>Acrobats</strong><br />
<strong>Eskil</strong> <strong>Lam</strong><br />
I am often asked what it felt like growing up in the presence of my father’s<br />
work, the assumption being that our walls were covered with his paintings. His<br />
paintings stayed in his studio most of the time, however, and my surroundings<br />
at home were mostly a reflection of my mother’s rather exuberant and playful<br />
spirit, herself an artist. But his paintings did venture out to our living space<br />
once in a while when a collector came to visit or in preparation for a show.<br />
As I remember, one painting in particular, La Fiancée, paraded out before us<br />
more often than the others. I was just about the same height as this canvas<br />
and I would find myself face to face with the little Eleggua head perched<br />
on top of the figure’s head. I remember being half afraid of its stare, but<br />
very curious; indeed, it too seemed to be looking back at me with the same<br />
inquisitive gaze. I was always drawn to the Fiancée’s elongated blue trunk<br />
with on either side those exquisite breasts and I couldn’t help wondering if<br />
she was more tree, horse, woman or god.<br />
I believe anyone who stays long enough with my father’s paintings senses<br />
this challenge to their habitual seeing; the domain of all art you might say.<br />
Yet there is something so very human in his paintings and more often than<br />
not you meet with the eyes of a creature that mirror your own. Something<br />
human is always emerging, or penetrating, the omnipresent animal, plant<br />
and non-human world of his compositions. Even when a composition has<br />
no apparent human subject, such as the Brousse series, one of which is here<br />
on exhibit, its trace is there in what could be viewed as human tools: a blade,<br />
a scythe metamorphosing out of the cluster of jagged stems or sugar canes. Is<br />
this the sign of the great meeting of the oppressor and the oppressed?<br />
If my father had one thing on his mind, one overriding concern, it was the<br />
state of the world in which we were living. I say my parents were both artists<br />
but our conversations at the dinner table when my father presided always<br />
turned to politics.<br />
Saying this takes nothing away from the poetry and the almost animist<br />
quality to his art.<br />
We often read about the “inverse path” in relation to my father’s journey, for<br />
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in many ways he began as a European artist. It was only after meeting Picasso<br />
and other such luminaries of his times, who encouraged and empowered<br />
him to speak from the depths of where he came from, that he found the<br />
confidence to focus his modernist concerns on a new sphere of influence,<br />
namely his own native country’s vibrant culture, celebrating, as he once put<br />
it, “the beauty of the plastic art of the blacks.” By drawing inspiration from<br />
his mixed heritage — Chinese, African, European, American — he was able<br />
to formulate a wholly new language, and many have argued a new aesthetic,<br />
through whichever media he chose: painting, drawing, prints, ceramics.<br />
In some of the small canvases he painted much later in his life, a number of<br />
them here on show, I am sure you will agree that he mastered the language.<br />
There is a fluency, a spontaneity, in the execution of these paintings, in the<br />
way he summons forth the now familiar elements of his world. And with<br />
this fluency there is often humor: Portrait de Famille for instance (to take up<br />
the metaphor of language: we all know that before you can appreciate the<br />
humor of a culture, you must first master its language). But above all, what<br />
strikes me as I review this varied but representative selection of his work is the<br />
ever-present line, that characteristically fluid and confident line with which<br />
he structures his creatures and their accoutrements. From his early drawings,<br />
his pastels and etchings to these later compositions, the line is there: even<br />
among the jewel-like dabs of paint in Table dans le jardin in pale outlines<br />
where the paper shows through. And like the speech of conversation, the line<br />
sometimes breaks off, leaves gaps, reinforcing our sense of the apparition,<br />
the visionary quality of his art. And just as the line succeeds in holding the<br />
vision, my father’s extraordinary creatures enact it — creatures the poet Alain<br />
Jouffroy so aptly referred to as cosmic acrobats.<br />
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<strong>Eskil</strong> <strong>Lam</strong><br />
Lou Laurin-<strong>Lam</strong> and Wifredo <strong>Lam</strong> in their apartment in Zurich, 1961<br />
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<strong>Eskil</strong>, Timour, Lou and Wifredo <strong>Lam</strong> in front<br />
of two of his works at the Moderna Museet,<br />
Stockholm 1967
<strong>Eskil</strong> <strong>Lam</strong>
Credits<br />
© documentary photos SDO The Estate of Wifredo <strong>Lam</strong><br />
© Archives Loeb (p.28)<br />
© Perls Galleries (p. 30)<br />
© UNESCO (p. 31)<br />
Chillida Archives (p. 41)<br />
© Graham Foundation<br />
© The Irving Penn Foundation (p. 49)<br />
© Published with the graceful permission of Marie-Claude Char (p. 57)<br />
© Éditions du Sagittaire (p. 57, 265)<br />
© Nouvelles Éditions Place, Paris (p. 74)<br />
© Austrian Frederick and Lilian Kiesler Private Foundation, Vienna (p. 75, 89)<br />
© John and Trude Schiff papers, courtesy Leo Baeck Institute (p. 76)<br />
© Fondation Marguerite et Aimé Maeght (p. 89)<br />
© Revista Revolución y Cultura, Havana (p. 91–95)<br />
ICA Institute of Contemporary Arts, London (p. 100, 101, 113)<br />
© Lee Miller Archives, Chiddingly, East Sussex, 2012. All rights reserved (p. 110, 111)<br />
Courtesy Fondazione Piero Manzoni, Milan (p. 126, 131, 132, 133, 134 )<br />
Courtesy Casa Museo Asger Jorn, Albissola Marina (p. 127, 136)<br />
Courtesy Comune di Albissola Marina / Comune di Albissola Marina (ph. Gianluca Anselmo) (p. 121, 132)<br />
Courtesy Museo Nacional Centro de Arte Reina Sofía, Madrid / Foto: Joaquín Cortés / Román Lores<br />
(p. 148-149, 154-155, 160-161, 178-179, 206-207, 220-221)<br />
Courtesy Bibliothèque et Archives Canada / e000756917 (p. 200)<br />
© Bill Cotter, WorldsFairPhotos.com (p. 201)<br />
© association Atelier André Breton, www.andrebreton.fr<br />
© ProLitteris for the artworks by Pablo Picasso, Marcel Duchamp, Wifredo <strong>Lam</strong><br />
Despite a thorough research, not all copyright holders could be identified. Should you be the owner of<br />
the copyright or related rights to the illustrations published in this book, please contact the gallery.<br />
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Concept<br />
Krystyna Gmurzynska, Mathias Rastorfer<br />
Coordination<br />
Alessandra Consonni<br />
Texts by<br />
<strong>Eskil</strong> <strong>Lam</strong><br />
Alain Jouffroy<br />
Professor Luca Bochicchio, University of Genova<br />
Professor Dawn Adès<br />
Monsieur le Ministre Dominique de Villepin<br />
Dorota Dolega-Ritter, Associate Director of the Wifredo <strong>Lam</strong> Archive<br />
Adrian Clark<br />
Antony Penrose, director of the Lee Miller Archive and Penrose Collection<br />
Jacques Leenhardt, Directeur d’Études at School for Advanced Studies in the Social Sciences, Paris<br />
Quote: ‘My Painting is an Act of Decolonization’<br />
an Interview with Wifredo <strong>Lam</strong> by Gerardo Mosquera (1980)<br />
Jean-Louis Paudrat<br />
© galerie gmurzynska 2018<br />
Printed by Grafiche Step, Parma, Italy<br />
galerie gmurzynska<br />
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