For
the first time in India, a poetry installation, combining sound and
sculpture, took place at the Durbar Hall Art Gallery, Kochi
By
Shevlin Sebastian
Photos: The horse installation; the man; (from left) P Raveendranath, S. Kalesh, George Gabriel, Vinod Krishna and Renganaath Ravee. Photos by Ratheesh Sundaram
When
the eminent danseuse Mallika Sarabhai placed her hands around a globe
hanging between the head and tail of a horse sculpture at the Durbar
Hall Art Gallery, Kochi, the voice of poet Ajeesh Dasan could be
heard on the speaker system.
“The
horse declared:
I am the National Animal
My ancestors took part in the freedom struggle.
I am not applying for a pension
As I do not have any certificate.
I am the National Animal
My ancestors took part in the freedom struggle.
I am not applying for a pension
As I do not have any certificate.
“Other
animals stood around the horse
The elephant, the ass, the giraffe,
The peacock, the boar, the lion.”
The elephant, the ass, the giraffe,
The peacock, the boar, the lion.”
A
shrill neighing sound of a horse was heard on the soundtrack.
Expectedly, this was followed by the angry roar of a tiger (India's
National Animal), not happy at the desire of the horse to replace
him. Thereafter, there was the rumble of an elephant, as well as the
grunts of the ass and boar.
The
poem ended with the chilling sound of a cage closing. “The
zoo-keeper comes up and calmly pushes the horse into the cage,”
says Ajeesh. “People are also getting caged and losing their
freedom.”
For
the audience, which included the former Education Minister MA Baby,
the deputy mayor of the Cochin Corporation, Bhadra Satish, artist
Bose Krishnamachari, the tribal activist CK Janu, and actor Joy
Mathews, this was an unique experience. Not surprisingly, they
listened in rapt attention. This is the first time in India that a
poetry installation has been done.
Some
time ago, when film-maker Vinod Krishna read Ajeesh’s poem,
'Deseeya Mrigam' (National Animal), he was reminded of the late
American chess genius Bobby Fischer. “The Cold War was taking place
between America and Russia, but Bobby was a man who did not believe
in boundaries,” says Vinod. “The horse is also like that.”
But
man is bound by too many restrictions and boundaries. “A human
being cannot go anywhere without a passport,” says Vinod. “We
have so many cards: Aadhar, Ration and the Unique Identity Card. But
we come to the earth without any document. In the end, we become
victims of the corporate culture and those who want to rule over us.”
One
day, Vinod felt that there was a scope to do something with it. And
that is how he came up with the idea of an installation. But he
wondered how to get the funds for it. When he broached the idea to
his lawyer-friend, P. Raveendranath, the latter immediately
contributed Rs 1.5 lakh. The remaining Rs 1.5 lakh was got through
individual contributions as well as loans.
Incidentally,
the rearing-up horse, made by the sculptor Gabriel George, is 70 per
cent iron, while the rest is foam and scrap.
The
second installation, again made by Gabriel, is of a man lying down,
his body shaped like a microphone, but with several loudspeakers
attached to his body. The poem, 'Sabda Mahasamudram' (Ocean of
voices), is by the talented poet S. Kalesh.
Here
is the first stanza:
'A
man, rankled
by his own sound
about to sculpt
a stout silence and play
suddenly one day
found himself ringed
by a herd of puny
little sounds.'
by his own sound
about to sculpt
a stout silence and play
suddenly one day
found himself ringed
by a herd of puny
little sounds.'
“The
rulers are telling us what to do and what not to do,” says Kalesh.
“And this is represented by the loudspeakers. The person represents
the common man who is unable to talk back. We have so many things to
say, but are not able to do so. Today, along with this loss of
freedom, there is a simultaneous rise of fascism. We no longer have
an individuality.”
In
order to bring attention to the project, Vinod decided to rope in a
celebrity. So, he sent the images, as well as the concept, to actors
Nandita Das, Shabana Azmi and the activist Mallika Sarabhai. “All
of them expressed an interest and said they would be willing to come
to Kochi,” says Vinod. “But, when the hall was booked, only
Mallika was free to come.”
Apart
from Mallika, many ordinary people, too, also came. One morning, a
34-year-old physically challenged man arrived in a wheelchair. “He
had been to many art shows,” says Vinod. “But after listening to
the two poems, he suddenly felt a desire to stand up and walk. This
was the first time he was experiencing this feeling. I was deeply
moved by this.”
Interestingly,
Vinod says it was the youngsters and women who enjoyed the show the
most. “Many women told me that they felt a mental release when they
heard the poems and saw the installations,” says Vinod. “I think
it is because they have been suppressed for so long.”
Says
the Mumbai-based Renganaath Ravee, the sound designer for the
project: “Everybody wants to experience something new. In India,
movies and TV serials are the only forms of entertainment. The
traditional art forms are not moving with the times. Maybe, that is
why there has been such a positive response to our show.”
(The
New Indian Express, Kochi and Thiruvananthapuram)
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