After several agonizing years, Istanbul needs some serious healing—as I wrote a couple of weeks ago in a preview of the 15th Istanbul Biennial and other exhibitions that opened around the city last week. No single exhibition or biennial, of course, can cure or ameliorate the troubles of a city or country, but perfection shouldn’t be the enemy of productivity. It was at many moments over a week of openings and social events when the Istanbul art community displayed—and more importantly, genuinely seemed to feel—a solidarity that had eroded in the last five years, when societal pressures and the grievous political discord afflicting the country had seeped into the cultural community and fractured many crucial alliances.
Here is some background to understand where the Istanbul Biennial is today: In 2013, the 13th Istanbul Biennial, titled “Mom, Am I a Barbarian?”, opened just months after the Gezi Park protests of May and June of that year had ignited long-simmering rage against the Turkish government, fueled by a host of environmental, urban and cultural issues. The curator of that edition, Fulya Erdemci, and even the Biennial itself and its organizing institution İKSV (the Istanbul Foundation for Culture and Arts), became the target of vitriol from many corners of the art community—for, among many things, having to relinquish its ambitions to install artworks in public places, including in the contested Gezi Park and nearby Taksim Square. (Often overlooked at the time was that, even before the protests, the conservative Istanbul municipality had been largely unresponsive to the Biennial’s requests for permits, and the protests centering around those areas effectively ended whatever slim chances existed for those projects to be realized.)
Two years later, in 2015, the 14th Istanbul Biennial served as former biennial advisory board member Carolyn Christov-Bakargiev’s much-anticipated return to the international stage after her monumental Documenta 13 in 2012. Her exhibition, titled “Saltwater: A Theory of Thought Forms,” sprawled up, down and across the Bosphorus and was intellectually engaging in its attempt to root modernist abstraction in Victorian-era design and evolutionary biology, and the political swells that produced cultural waves in the form of socialism, anticolonialism and theosophy. That Istanbul Biennial also featured more than a dozen projects that boldly responded to the centennial of the Armenian genocide. While the exhibition deftly avoided (largely through a series of rhetorical sleights of hand) the potentially calamitous attention of government pundits who have in the past persecuted those who push the country to acknowledge this long-suppressed—and still officially denied—episode in history (among other violent sectarian incidents since then, including the government’s renewed war against Kurdish communities in the southeast since early 2015), Christov-Bakargiev’s art-world celebrity status and ambitious fundraising initiatives brought another divisive regime to the city: that of the moneyed international art world, and all of its hierarchies of the super-patrons, mega-gallerists and well-connected scenesters. Many people, including myself, felt disillusioned by the levels of exclusivity around access to certain projects—perhaps most emblematically, the private boat trips to experience a widely publicized jazz-music performance work by Theaster Gates and Pierre Huyghe’s underwater project near Sivri Island (Sivriada, in the Sea of Marmara), Abyssal Plain (2015– ), that were rhetorically vaunted and central parts of the Biennial but almost entirely inaccessible except to the art world’s visiting elite. I remember the opening week of that year’s edition to have been full of resentments and frustrations for the Istanbul art community, while many simmered that the government’s war on Kurdish towns had gone largely unacknowledged. It was an occasion that unfortunately exemplified Turkish society’s paradoxical hospitality to Western visitors and its deeply subliminal, reflexive hostility among and toward those who live here. And worse, it was a biennial that, despite its deep intellectualism and superficial leftist sympathies, exacerbated existing divisions in Turkey’s cultural community between those with international pedigrees and the rest.
Even so, several important legacies emerged out of the two previous Istanbul Biennials. Since the 2013 edition, sponsorship from Koç Holdings has permitted admission to the Biennial to be free of charge. (Koç Holdings is the largest conglomerate in Turkey, and has been the subject of criticism from both ends of the political spectrum: from the left for selling military equipment to the government to facilitate its campaigns to occupy or destroy Kurdish cities and towns; from the right for appearing to shelter some Gezi protestors in its hotel near Taksim Square during particularly violent police attacks in 2013.) Attendance to the Biennial soared as a result of the free admission. More than 335,000 visits were logged in 2013 and more than 540,000 visits were made to the 36 biennial sites in 2015. However, it is unclear whether those numbers reflect unique individuals or visits by the same people to multiple sites.
The announcement in April 2016 that Berlin-based duo Elmgreen & Dragset would curate the 15th edition of the Istanbul Biennial was, perhaps, a belated response to the proposal that had been made in 2013 by certain members of the art community that the next Istanbul Biennial should be curated by an artist. This decision on the part of İKSV—whether it was conscientious or due to the difficulties of recruiting other professional amid a tumultuous period in Turkey, as some people have murmured—offered a genuine opportunity for the Biennial to return to the ethos of an artist-centric, art-community-oriented exhibition, rather than one dominated by inadvertently divisive curatorial figures (both of whom are women, which may have propelled added layers of criticism).
In certain ways, Michael Elmgreen and Ingar Dragset were an ideal choice to curate the 2017 Istanbul Biennial. As an artist-duo, Elmgreen & Dragset had already participated in three previous editions of the Istanbul Biennial—in 2001, 2011 and 2013—so they already had a history and solid relationship with the exhibition and city itself. Their 2013 project for Erdemci’s iteration, Istanbul Diaries (2013) was a room of writing desks in the Galata Greek Primary School, where young men came and wrote daily diaries of their experiences that could be read by visitors—which felt like a sensitive yet understated artistic response to the post-Gezi context of youthful discontent that had erupted from a generation previously dismissed as largely apolitical. And because they are artists themselves, Elmgreen & Dragset have an inherent sense that allows them to showcase other artists’ works in the best possible fashion in the often-crowded context of a biennial.
During the press conference on September 12, Michael Elmgreen spoke to this latter point directly, noting that they had participated in many mega-exhibitions where they had barely conversed with the curators, or felt their projects were neglected simply because of the sheer volume of presented artworks. By inviting just 56 artists to Istanbul, they hoped to invert this lamentable recent tendency among mega-exhibitions—Documenta 14 wasn’t explicitly mentioned, but perhaps on the minds of many who were present. Furthermore, their title and theme of “a good neighbour” was phrased in lowercase to suggest that it could be part of a question such as “Is a good neighbour somewho who . . . ?”—meant to invoke questions of whom might make for a “good neighbour” in a new century of rapid social transformations, from the increasingly repudiation of patriarchal and heteronormative societal norms on the one hand, to the influx of economic and political refugees into many countries previously bound by homogenous nationalist identities on the other. It was also a call to restore empathy between individuals and social groups, a theme as relevant in the world at large as it is in the Beyoğlu district where the Biennial is largely held this year—a central district of the city harshly fractured between migrant, religious and secular groups amid Turkey’s recent political strife, further divided by the area’s gentrification and the increasing polarization of wealth in Turkey.
Being “a good neighbour” was a motto that everyone could, and did, adopt. I heard it throughout the past summer in passing reference from people here who were working toward their exhibitions with the spirit of collaboration rather than competition—perhaps with an overdue sense that members of the cultural community needed to be allies rather than adversaries, and a begrudging acceptance that international attendance would be lower than in the past three editions. So while everyone here noticed that there were fewer outside visitors during the opening week, at the same time many foreigners who have invested in Turkey in the past, as well as the core of the Istanbul art scene itself, still showed up in energetic numbers to support the Biennial—which has remained the city’s most stalwart supporter and platform of contemporary art over the last three decades. “It’s like the old days,” both verbatim and in various versions, was the sentiment I heard from many who knew the Istanbul art scene before I ever did. Every time the sentiment was uttered, it was meant as a deep and sincere appreciation.
After the press conference on Tuesday morning, I skipped the crowded Galata Greek Primary School where the press tours had started and went directly to Istanbul Modern, the other of the two largest venues of the Biennial. I turned off the main road into the Bosphorus-fronting area around the museum that is now a massive and foreboding construction site (part of the several mega-projects currently transforming areas of the city), with the state-run Museum of Painting and Sculpture under construction on one side and leading to an empty expanse where the Biennial’s previously central venue, the red-walled Antrepo customs warehouse, once stood. There, I spotted ahead of me René Block, the curator of the fourth Istanbul Biennial in 1995 and an important connector between the art scenes in Turkey and Europe in the 1990s and 2000s. I joined him in dodging cement-mixers and dump trucks through the parking lot that surrounds the island of Istanbul Modern, where I was immediately struck by a hangar-like structure that housed a field of dirt and wet concrete being plowed by a stubborn donkey and two Chinese men. It is a work by Xiao Yu, Ground (2014/17), that immediately responded to the city’s seemingly constant over-turning and transformation into new concrete structures—one of the sorest points of contention that had led to the Gezi Park protests more than four years ago, while also being one of the celebrated hallmarks of the now ironically named “Justice and Development” Party (Adalet ve Kalkınma Partisi, or AKP) that has ruled Turkey since 2002. For anyone who might have thought this 15th Istanbul Biennial would skirt politics in Turkey (and elsewhere), it was a first indication that the politics of the exhibition would be lying there in plain sight, albeit just below the surface.
Part 2 of this blog will look more closely at the works shown in the various venues at the 15th Istanbul Biennial. A full review by Istanbul-based writer Naz Cuguoğlu will be published in ArtAsiaPacific Issue 106 (Nov/Dec).
HG Masters is editor at large of ArtAsiaPacific.
The 15th Istanbul Biennial is on view at six venues in the city until November 12, 2017.
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