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For
an artist whose name has always been synonymous with protest art,
A.R. Nagori's exhibition at V.M. Gallery was true to form. Insightful,
fearless and often funny, his paintings continue to challenge the
status quo, and he still attacks with deadly accuracy.
Critical
art, evolving out of an amalgam of realism, modernity and politics,
enjoyed currency during the two world wars. It was defined through
the tension between individual creativity and official criticism
and censorship, in changing historical circumstances. But today
it is only a testimonial of its times. The ability of this art to
thwart the state, as it did in countries like Russia and Germany,
has now diminished considerably. However, on a minor scale, as late
as the mid-90s, dissident art was making news. Relatively unknown
here, Japanese artists Nobotuki Ohura and Yoshika Shimada stirred
up a storm of conservative outrage when it was discovered that their
artworks violated the state policies of their country. One was denied
exhibition space and the other's art catalogues were burned.
On
home ground, politically engaged social realism is no longer the
taboo genre it was when censorship was first imposed on Nagori's
Anti-Militarism and Violence exhibition sponsored by the PNCA in
1982. Government censure worked wonders, giving his work the publicity
it needed to be noticed. Immediately following this ban, the Pakistan
Federal Union of Journalists (PFUJ) took on the challenge of exhibiting
his work, and Nagori the political artist was born. His Anti-Dictatorship
exhibition at Indus Gallery in 1986-88 was held in an atmosphere
of threats and personal risk, but by this time he was committed
to his cause. 'Crisis on the Road to Democracy' was a critical commentary
on Zia's legacy. His incisive portrayal attracted a fair amount
of foreign press and he gained international acclaim as an artist
of social protest. Issues relating to the exploitation of women
and children have always been close to his heart. In this context,
an exhibition at the Indus Gallery in 1990, called 'Women of Myth
and Reality,' drew attention to gender injustices. Having grown
up in the Sindh region, Nagori has an instinctive feel for the land
and its people. Exploring the lives of the Bheel and Kohli tribes
through his imagery, he documented a caustic account of bonded labour
under feudalism in another major exhibition, 'Black Amongst the
Black,' in 1994.
Presently
exhibiting after a hiatus of 10 years, Nagori's show at V. M., called
the 'Return to Sphinx,' targets a number of vital issues. It questions
the government's nuclear standing, its education policies, insensitivity
to environmental pollution and failure to hydrate the thirsty landscape
of Thar, and his pet peeve, parliamentary wheeling dealing and power
play. 'Kari (black) Karachi' is a composite but heart wrenching
piece on the present status of Karachi, a city robbed of all vestiges
of natural beauty. Nagori paints a woodcutter/marauder, who, having
chopped the last tree, now eyes the Quaid's Mazar in anticipation,
while a denuded, lethargically reclining figure suggests the symbolic
city. A blackened sea and the sinking hulk of the Tasman spirit
tell their own story.
The
artist's anti-nuclear stance is played to good effect through paradoxes
in 'Nuke Knight' and 'Nuke Delivery.' The former painted against
the backdrop of Nagori's love for ancient history and mythology,
shows a knight of the crusades in chain-mail armour wielding a missile
instead of the customary lance. The latter mocks at technology being
delivered in a pushcart through the ruined city of Hyderabad, where
baying wolves and charred remains strike its death knell. Exposing
the inadequacy of the education system, Nagori paints intellectuals
at universities as the proverbial monkeys that see, hear and speak
no evil, while the poor students scramble for knowledge in a wasteland
of ignorance.
'Culture
Shock' exposes the decadence and depravation rampant in the corridors
of power. Similarly, 'Madam X' is all about priestly misconduct,
a scandal that rocked Islamabad some time ago. For Nagori the colour
green symbolises his country and 'Vultures Over Green Lady' thus
becomes painfully self-explanatory.
The
major thrust of this exhibition is to prod national politics with
the intention of exposing its deeper and inherent weaknesses through
overt symbolism. The artist takes direct hits in his Assembly Line
series of paintings to lampoon suspect (corpulent) legislative members
meeting "belly to belly," and hijab-clad women fundamentalists
espousing generalisations, while the real power-brokers move into
the fast lane. Children's jungle book fables are humourously reinvented
by the artist to satirise power politics. 'Blue King Well Served'
sketches a wily jackal hoodwinking the all-powerful lions and tigers
into serving him.
If
Nagori's concepts are hard-hitting, his imagery and colour preferences
are even more so. His academic credentials are certified by none
other than stalwarts Anna Molka and Khalid Ahmed of Punjab University.
He was painting what he calls "pure aesthetics" before
he stumbled upon the rocky road of protest and criticism. From then
onwards it was the message that dictated the style, form and content
of his work. Working in a semi-abstract mode he opts for a raw,
naïve expression which best brings out the inherent pungency
of his statements. Scorching, brilliant colours like deep reds,
blues and yellows are also strategically used to maximum effect.
'Mosque Desecrated' is a good example of maximising the effect of
just one colour, red. Texture, created by layers of colours with
a knife or a rough slow moving brush, again evoke a primitive earthiness
that jars the senses. Moreover, his defined horizontal, vertical,
diagonal and oval division of space is another drastic measure that
literally lends a cutting edge to some of his strong compositions
like 'Chand Raat.'
Nagori's
art took a definitive turn towards critical comment in 1982 when
his exhibition in support of the Palestinian cause was banned from
public display. But his commitment to social causes goes back in
time. "When agitation against Ayub Khan's martial law was going
on, I was a student leader with Mairaj Mohammad Khan," he disclosed,
throwing light on the development of his inner calling. Today political
protest may be a popular expression of defiance among artists, but
just two decades ago it was a lone crusade pioneered by Nagori.
Unwavering in his resolve, he practiced what he preached, ironically
as a grade 20 government servant. He founded the fine arts department
at the Sindh University, Jamshoro, and remained its head for 20
years before he took premature retirement in 1995, at age 55. How
can an artist cohabit with the establishment and yet remain staunchly
anti-establishment?
Nagori's
tenure as a government employee was fraught with confrontation.
He was accused of being "too radical and too drastic,"
was often issued letters of warning, was even suspended and went
without salary for a year. "Among the few things that saved
me," he feels, "was the fact that Sindh was a very sensitive
area and I had strong student backing not just in my university
but also among students in Punjab University. The government refrained
from picking on me for fear of student agitation. Secondly, I was
sincere to my work and I did my best. Academically, I was very sound.
Practically, my contribution was there too. Being Chairman Curriculum
Committee Art Teachers' Programme, Ministry of Education in 1984
and as advisor for the proposed Federal College of Art Jamshoro
and preparing its feasibility is a case in point. Moreover, my solo
exhibitions were few and far between and not a constant irritant.
And their content appealed mainly to the intelligentsia, the common
man seldom saw it. This conformed to Zia-ul-Haq's policy which allowed
the English press to cover such events but not the Urdu press. What
they did not realise was that through the English media, news of
my work travelled into the international press, where the element
of protest was well acknowledged. I even earned appreciation from
the renowned anti-nuclear physicist/activist Carl Sagan."
Today it is easy to understand why state awards have not
and may never come his way, but one wonders why human rights organisations
are not acknowledging his contribution to the cause? Is this not
a sorry reflection on the value of art which is being used for the
service of humanity?
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