Vasan Sitthiket, Postmodern Thai Monk Now!, 2011, mixed media on canvas, 300 x 200 cm (diptych)
Vasan Sitthiket, Solo Exhibition
V4025 June - 19 July 2016
Yavuz Gallery is proud to present V40, a solo exhibition by one of Thailand’s most internationally acclaimed activist-artists Vasan Sitthiket. V40 represents the artist’s meaningful self-reflection on his illustrious career thus far. The exhibition looks back upon his controversial career; works that have brought and highlighted difficult realities to the Thai and international public, covering themes ranging from corruption, homelessness, farmer’s rights, nuclear power and sexual desire. V40 is a rare collection of drawings, sculptures, prints, paintings and installations that Sitthiket has produced over his 40-year journey, including works that have never been exhibited before.
Sitthiket, born in Nakhon-Sawan province, Thailand in 1957, has developed a reputation as one of Thailand’s most controversial and socially vocal contemporary artists. Confrontational and unapologetic, the artist has put his practice at the service of social justice, tackling on the many socio-political problems plaguing Thailand and the international world. 1976, the beginning of Sitthiket’s career was a significant time for the artist as it was the year that he withdrew from his studies and went on a journey to the fields of Sanam Luang in front of the Grand Palace in Bangkok. There he spent his days observing and listening to the stories of people, from farmers to disgruntled students who shared with him their struggles in life. The experiences in Sanam Luang had an immense personal impact on Sitthiket, turning him towards issues in politics, power and leadership in Thai – and later international – society. His keen interest in these issues and history and its relevance in shaping contemporary society has come to the fore over the years since, as Sitthiket has used art as a peaceful weapon for political change and as a medium for voicing out for the disadvantaged to make a positive impact in society over the last four decades.
To celebrate we’ll be sharing, throughout the day, a number of artworks by women in the Ashmolean’s collections.
Lotus, 1980
By Fang Zhaoling (1914–2006)
Fang Zhaoling was a leading figure among women artists in 20th-century China. Born in Wuxi, Jiangsu Province, she travelled and lived in many different places, including Oxford, and exhibited her paintings widely in the United States, Europe and East Asia. She continued to work as a well-established artist into her eighties.
Dr. Eric Kandel of Columbia University is best known for having won the Nobel Prize in Physiology or Medicine in 2000, for his work on the molecular biology of memory. But he is also a great humanist scholar, with critically-acclaimed books on his native Vienna circa 1900, and a new book out called Reductionism in Art and Brain Science. Between his prize, his books, and a 2009 documentary film, In Search of Memory, which follows him to his childhood haunts in Vienna, he has become a more public figure. The charming, vivacious, bow-tied octogenarian, he is still hard at work in his labs, including one focuses on Aplysia giant sea snails, whose large brains with an extremely simple molecular structure allowed him to gain insight into memory that had been too difficult in more complex organisms. The European Review spoke to him on his birthday about Freud and female sexuality, Mondrian-izing your notes, and post-coital trances.
myanmart Friday at 6 pm, Soe Yu Nwe: A Solo Exhibition opens at @myanmart. Beautiful drawings and various fired ceramic sculptures breathe new life into the Myanmar art scene, which has not seen a ceramic artist in quite some time. Follow @soeyunwe for more amazing pictures of her work and her process. Congrats on your first exhibition in your home country @soeyu89 !! #myanmart #ceramicart #contemporaryart #ceramics #myanmar #burmeseart
“Waiting” was performed at Womanhouse in Los Angeles sponsored by the Feminist Art Program, California Institute of the Arts.
Waiting... waiting... waiting... Waiting for someone to come in
Waiting for someone to hold me
Waiting for someone to feed me
Waiting for someone to change my diaper
Waiting . . .
Waiting to scrawl, to walk, waiting to talk
Waiting to be cuddled
Waiting for someone to take me outside
Waiting for someone to play with me
Waiting for someone to take me outside
Waiting for someone to read to me, dress me, tie my shoes Waiting for Mommy to brush my hair
Waiting for her to curl my hair Waiting to wear my frilly dress Waiting to be a pretty girl
Waiting to grow up Waiting . . .
Waiting for my breasts to develop Waiting to wear a bra
Waiting to menstruate
Waiting to read forbidden books Waiting to stop being clumsy Waiting to have a good figure Waiting for my first date
Waiting to have a boyfriend
Waiting to go to a party, to be asked to dance, to dance close Waiting to be beautiful
Waiting for the secret
Waiting for life to begin Waiting . . .
Waiting to be somebody
Waiting to wear makeup
Waiting for my pimples to go away
Waiting to wear lipstick, to wear high heels and stockings Waiting to get dressed up, to shave my legs
Waiting to be pretty Waiting . . .
Waiting for him to notice me, to call me Waiting for him to ask me out
Waiting for him to pay attention to me
Waiting for him to fall in love with me
Waiting for him to kiss me, touch me, touch my breasts Waiting for him to pass my house
Waiting for him to tell me I’m beautiful
Waiting for him to ask me to go steady
Waiting to neck, to make out, waiting to go all the way Waiting to smoke, to drink, to stay out late
Waiting to be a woman Waiting for my great love Waiting for the perfect man Waiting for Mr. Right
Waiting . . . Waiting . . .
Waiting to get married
Waiting for my wedding day
Waiting for my wedding night
Waiting for sex
Waiting for him to make the first move
Waiting for him to excite me
Waiting for him to give me pleasure
Waiting for him to give me an orgasm
Waiting for him to come home, to fill my time
Waiting for my baby to come
Waiting for my belly to swell
Waiting for my breasts to fill with milk
Waiting to feel my baby move
Waiting for my legs to stop swelling
Waiting for the first contractions
Waiting for the contractions to end
Waiting for the head to emerge
Waiting for the first scream, the afterbirth
Waiting to hold my baby
Waiting for my baby to suck my milk
Waiting for my baby to stop crying
Waiting for my baby to sleep through the night
Waiting for my breasts to dry up
Waiting to get my figure back, for the stretch marks to go away Waiting for some time to myself
Waiting to be beautiful again
Waiting for my child to go to school
Waiting for life to begin again Waiting . . .
Waiting for my children to come home from school
Waiting . . . Waiting . . .
Waiting for them to grow up, to leave home
Waiting to be myself
Waiting for excitement
Waiting for him to tell me something interesting, to ask me how I feel
Waiting for him to stop being crabby, reach for my hand, kiss me good morning Waiting for fulfillment
Waiting for the children to marry Waiting for something to happen Waiting to lose weight
Waiting for the first gray hair Waiting for menopause
Waiting to grow wise Waiting . . .
Waiting . . .
Waiting for my body to break down, to get ugly my flesh to sag
Waiting for my breasts to shrivel up
Waiting for a visit from my children, for letters my friends to die
Waiting for my husband to die Waiting . . .
Waiting for
Waiting to get sick
Waiting for things to get better
Waiting for winter to end
Waiting for the mirror to tell me that I’m old Waiting for a good bowel movement
Waiting for the pain to go away
Waiting for the struggle to end
Waiting for release
Waiting for morning
Waiting for the end of the day
Putaran Miring (angled spin) pottery wheel in Pagerjurang village, Bayat County, Kleten Regency, Central Java Province- this wheel is as old as the village itself. It was made slanted and sideways because it was made suitable for Indonesian women, who traditionally wear sarong to modestly throw pottery at the time. A Japanese ceramic artist, #ChitaruKawasaki was moved by this unique tradition which he said was once practiced in Africa and Thailand but now longlost. So he had tried to preserve this throwing technique and wheel. #indonesian #unique #wheel #ceramics #womenswork #throwing #pagerjurang #bayat #ceramicvillage #indonesia (at Bayat, Jawa Tengah, Indonesia)
Effects of the Merapi volcano eruption in Indonesia in October/November 2010, including the first climb of the volcano since the worst eruptions stopped whil...
Mount Merapi, an active volcano in Yogyakarta, Indonesia.
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