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My experience of the 1-54 contemporary African art fair mostly consists of being awed by all the beauty contained within that (relatively) small building in Red Hook. Stopping in at the first space I encounter I see Azikiwe Mohammed working on elaborating his design of the lounge, which he conceived as a kind of extension of his New Davonhaime project, the name of which is a linguistic amalgam of the names of the five US cities with the highest concentration of African Americans. As indicated by the adjacent wall text, the essence of his lounge project is, similar to Davonhaime, to create a “town-cum-safe space.” But in addition to the features one might expect at an artist’s lounge — chairs, cushions, tapestries, audio speakers — there is also a cooler with its lid open emitting light from its inside like some urban holy grail.
Throughout my time here I find myself falling into the narratives behind each of the compelling installations I saw. I want to spend more time listening to the gallerists and taking notes so that I can faithfully describe the work to others. For example, behind the work of Ralph Ziman is his story of being born and raised in Johannesburg, South Africa and developing a deep concern for the tools and technologies of state-sponsored violence, which he witnessed being savagely enacted on the black population under Apartheid. His gallery Sulger-Buel Lovell has images of a Casspir military vehicle Ziman acquired and repurposed by engaging artisans from Zimbabwe and the Mpumalanga province of South Africa to cover over its entire surface with panels of vivid glass beadwork, which are arrayed in traditional patterns. Ziman’s idea seems to be to turn a war machine into decorative, decidedly non-utilitarian object, thus negating its power to psychologically and physically dominate. Amazingly, the entire vehicle was transported over and is set up in the outside garden space.
Many of the exhibiting galleries are from the continent — Cote d’Ivoire, Ghana, Nigeria, South Africa, and Tunisia — with a few also from Europe, but I found wonderful work at a space based here in New York. Sapar Contemporary is showing Uthman Wahaab from Nigeria, who makes work about the incompatibility of technological tools for the tasks to which they are applied. His 2018 piece “Revamping Shears I (Hybrid Theory Series)” illustrates this well with its image of a black man attempting to cut his own overgrown afro with gardening shears.
Catinca Tabacaru, which has galleries in both New York and Harare, Zimbabwe is displaying the work of Admire Kamudzengerere and Rachel Monosov, two artists who are represented by the gallery and who together had developed a semi-fictionalized project, 1972, to explore interracial marriage in Zimbabwe. Their project plays fast and loose with back-dated documentation and personal testimony to insert their “marriage” (which may or may not be legal) into the official governmental records of the country.
At Yossi Milo, another New York-based gallery, I happened upon the work of Kyle Meyer, an American artist who takes studio photographs of black, (self-identified) gay men wearing headwraps. After making a large print, Meyer then takes the headwrap used in the photo, and the print, tearing both into strips that he then interweaves by hand to create another portrait. The results are stunningly lovely images in which the faces and bodies of these men waft in and out of perceptibility.
There are only 21 galleries represented at the fair, so I initially felt that I had the time and space to contemplate work (in contrast to Frieze with its armada of about 180 galleries). Yet so many stories behind the works are so captivating as I prepared to write this, I realized I would not be able to tell them all. This is a welcome problem to have: to be overcome by so much beauty I’m not sure how to share it all.
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