{"id":1803,"date":"2018-02-10T17:04:43","date_gmt":"2018-02-10T17:04:43","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.thejackdaw.co.uk\/?p=1803"},"modified":"2018-02-10T17:05:09","modified_gmt":"2018-02-10T17:05:09","slug":"laura-gascoigne-tainted-by-experience-march-2017","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.thejackdaw.co.uk\/?p=1803","title":{"rendered":"Laura Gascoigne: Tainted by Experience – March 2017"},"content":{"rendered":"

When the former controller of BBC Radio 3 John Drummond published an autobiography in 2001, he called it \u00e2\u20ac\u02dcTainted by Experience\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 \u00e2\u20ac\u201c an ironic reference to the reason given by a Birtist suit at the Beeb for his being \u00e2\u20ac\u02dclet go\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 a decade earlier. I haven\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t read the book, but the expression was used by William Varley in a positive sense to describe a group of mature artists showing at Northumbria University Gallery in 2011, and it stuck in my mind. As it happens, Northumbria University Gallery is now itself under new management since its director of 38 years\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 standing, Mara Helen Wood, was \u00e2\u20ac\u02dclet go\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 by the university executive for being similarly \u00e2\u20ac\u02dcT by E\u00e2\u20ac\u2122, as reported by Varley on these pages last year.<\/span><\/p>\n

Following the revolt of \u00e2\u20ac\u02dcthe people\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 against \u00e2\u20ac\u02dcthe experts\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 currently convulsing western democracies, we face the prospect \u00e2\u20ac\u201c daunting or exhilarating, depending which side of the populist fence you\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re on \u00e2\u20ac\u201c of an expert-free future. If this is a revolution, as some people seem to think, then post-modern art has long been in its vanguard. Ever since Marcel Duchamp (or Baroness Elsa von Freytag-Loringhoven, take your pick) pissed on the art experts with Fountain in 1917, expertise in art has been a dirty word. This causes particular problems for avant-garde painters, since paint, unlike sanitary ware, is an impressionable substance that too readily absorbs the taint of experience. As a measure of contemporary artists\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 desperation, an exhibition of young Canadian painters at Pippy Houldsworth in 2008 was titled Learned Helplessness.<\/span><\/p>\n

The fashion for bedroom painting, currently running in tandem with the fashion for lumber-room sculpture, appears to support Joseph Beuys\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 egalitarian philosophy that \u00e2\u20ac\u0153everyone is an artist\u00e2\u20ac\u009d. Technique is not the only casualty of this ostensible democratisation; knowledge of art history is another victim. In Elizabeth Fullerton\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s Artrage: The Inside Story of the Britart Revolution, Liam Gillick says of his Goldsmiths generation: \u00e2\u20ac\u0153We didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t sit around talking about El Greco\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6 It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s as if we started without any history\u00e2\u20ac\u009d. The blanking of history was about more than democratisation; it was a bid by ambitious young artists to turn over a clean sheet and astonish the world with the newness of their art.<\/span><\/p>\n

Fifteen years after Gillick was nominated for the Turner Prize, the world is still waiting. As previous nominee Tracey Emin rightly predicted: \u00e2\u20ac\u0153You\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll never get a fucking radical winning the fucking Turner Prize\u00e2\u20ac\u009d. The reason is that the sheet was never clean. It wasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t true that the yBas started without any history; they just started with a lot less of it. They referred, deferred even, to history as reverently as the German Expressionists who copied El Greco; the difference was that they refused to look further back than Duchamp. And so, in the place of newness, we got repetition. Those who fish for ideas in a small art historical pond are bound to keep catching the same old fish others have put back. I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m in perfect agreement with Roland Barthes\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 claim in The Death of the Author that there\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s no such thing as original creation since we all draw on a \u00e2\u20ac\u0153ready-formed dictionary\u00e2\u20ac\u009d, but it follows that the shorter the dictionary, the more restricted the creative scope.<\/span><\/p>\n

Last year\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s Turner Prize exhibition was admittedly an improvement, but it has long felt as if the jury is operating a points system whereby nominees are awarded marks for every reference to a post-modern forbear. Rather than democratising contemporary art, this sort of specialist reference-spotting is as much a game for an art-educated elite as identifying classical allusions once was for a cultivated audience of Renaissance humanists. What it produces is elitism on the cheap, shorn of the technical skill and aesthetic pleasure that made Renaissance art enjoyable by all audiences, educated or not. It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s an elitism dressed in sloppy paint and everyday detritus whose learned helplessness is about as convincing as Marie Antoinette\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s attempt to pass for a milkmaid.<\/span><\/p>\n

The perception that the non-expert is in charge was always as false in art as it now is in politics. The grim reality of our post-truth era is that people tainted by experience in all walks of life are being cleansed from positions of influence to make way for managers. The days of class war may be formally over, but the days of management class war are just beginning. Everywhere the tainted by experience are being pushed aside to make way for management apparatchiks parachuted in to impose blue skies thinking on areas of life in which they are blissfully innocent of expertise. Before Nicky Morgan\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s Academy Schools programme hit the Brexit buffers, even parent governors \u00e2\u20ac\u201c the original exemplars of taint by experience \u00e2\u20ac\u201c were under threat of replacement by professionals with \u00e2\u20ac\u0153the right skills\u00e2\u20ac\u009d.<\/span><\/p>\n

Has anything good ever fallen out of a blue sky? In Waziristan blue skies merely increase the probability of a drone-fired Predator missile landing on your wedding party. The public has been comprehensively duped into directing its ire against \u00e2\u20ac\u02dcexperts\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 and \u00e2\u20ac\u02dcelites\u00e2\u20ac\u2122, when it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s managers who should be in the firing line. Elites don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t always wield power, nor are they necessarily any better off than the Maybot\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s JAMs. Art history may be such a specialist subject that the AQA exam board wanted to drop it from its A-level syllabus, but your average art historian is almost tragically lacking in influence and generally about as poor as a church mouse \u00e2\u20ac\u201c ditto your average university lecturer or research scientist. The only elite with clout is the managerial one that has got us into the mess we\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re currently in, and can be counted on to fail to get us out.<\/span><\/p>\n

The battle for elitist art history has been won, for now, and museum directors remain one of the few classes of managers with specialist knowledge and experience in their fields. But the management ideologues are already circling. The Culture White Paper drawn up by Ed Vaizey a year ago announced, on the subject of museums: \u00e2\u20ac\u0153We want to ensure that they are as best placed as they can be to continue supporting our aspirations for access, place-making [no, me neither] and soft power.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d As if this wasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t sinister enough, it proposed the creation of a \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Commercial Academy for Culture to improve and spread commercial expertise in the cultural sectors.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d No mention of improving knowledge.<\/span><\/p>\n

In an interview in the Guardian last September, James Flynn \u00e2\u20ac\u201c the veteran American academic who revolutionised our understanding of human intelligence by demonstrating that environment is the dominant influence on IQ \u00e2\u20ac\u201c was asked how, given the steady global rise in average IQ scores since the 1930s, Americans could have elected Donald Trump as President. His explanation was that \u00e2\u20ac\u0153the rise of visual culture means far fewer people read serious novels and history. They live in a bubble of the present, believing what they are told because they have nothing to position it against.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d <\/span><\/p>\n

I agree about the \u00e2\u20ac\u02dcbubble of the present\u00e2\u20ac\u2122, but I question his use of the term \u00e2\u20ac\u02dcvisual culture\u00e2\u20ac\u2122. It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s visual, yes, but is it culture? Culture doesn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t feed off the present, it grows on the past. Sever its connection to the past and culture dies, clearing the field for commercial expertise in the cultural sector.<\/span><\/p>\n

Laura Gascoigne<\/strong>
\nThe Jackdaw Mar\/Apr 2017<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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