2007 # 01 Tigoriannguaruk! Tag suluk med hjem! Your personal copy!
2007 # 01 Tigoriannguaruk! Tag suluk med hjem! Your personal copy!
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We’re tired of hearing it<br />
With regard to artistic impression, there is nothing that says we ought to be<br />
able to recognize the artist’s ethnic background. Art is a complicated matter<br />
that cannot thrive in small, closed boxes, in the opinion of artist Ina Rosing.<br />
By Christian Schultz-Lorentzen<br />
– As a Greenlander, I am often met<br />
with the notion that I should, as an<br />
artist, relate to my ethnic background<br />
and to Greenland’s nature. It’s not so<br />
bad now, but I have experienced<br />
people who were disappointed when<br />
they couldn’t recognize any Greenlandic<br />
traits in my work. But no artist<br />
can live up to the specific expectations<br />
of others. As an artist, it is very dangerous<br />
to start »delivering the goods«,<br />
regardless of whether you come from<br />
Denmark, Greenland, China or<br />
anywhere else.<br />
Air Greenland inflight magazine 51<br />
With these words, 41-year old Ina<br />
Rosing expresses the increasing irritation<br />
felt by the younger generation of<br />
Greenlandic artists in particular. They<br />
have respect for their colleagues who<br />
use recognisably Greenlandic themes<br />
in their work. But they are tired of gallery<br />
owners and art fans who try at all<br />
costs to put them in a well-defined<br />
straight-jacket of expectations just<br />
because they happen to be artists from<br />
Greenland. There is an artistic world<br />
and an international style which<br />
Greenlandic artists are also a part of.<br />
To put it short:<br />
»We’re tired of hearing it«, as Ina<br />
Rosing called one of her works at the<br />
acclai<strong>med</strong> exhibition »Norden Vind«<br />
where she showed a series of works<br />
by deceased and living Greenlandic<br />
artists last autumn.<br />
We are seated at a small round table<br />
with cakes, grapes and fresh tea in our<br />
cups. Ina has lighted candles on the<br />
window sill which is full of chalk-white<br />
conches. They are white because they<br />
have been buried for six months and<br />
then washed and scrubbed. They are<br />
now lined up as if they were on a mig-