Selected works by Jitish Kallat

Jitish Kallat
Public Notice 2

2007

4,479 fibreglass sculptures

Dimensions variable
Within my practice, ’Public Notice 2’ (2007) links up with two key antecedents, ’Public Notice’ (2003) and ’Detergent’ (2004), both works wherein a historical speech is summoned as the central armature of the work. Blurred and sometimes forgotten due to the passage of time, the historical speech is fore-grounded and held up as an apparatus to grade our feats and follies as nations, as humankind.
’Public Notice 2’ (2007) re-invokes the momentous speech delivered by Mahatma Gandhi on the eve of the historic 400-kilometer ’Dandi March’ lasting about 24 days during the Indian Freedom Struggle. On the 11th of March 1930, prior to setting out to break the brutal Salt Act instituted by the British, Gandhi laid out the codes of conduct for his fellow revolutionaries. He called for complete ’Civil Disobedience’; the only fierce restriction being that of maintaining ’total peace’ and ’absolute non-violence’.
The speech has within it several themes that may aid our ailing world, plagued as it is with aggression. In today’s terror-infected world, where wars against terror are fought at prime television time, voices such as Gandhi’s stare back at us like discarded relics. The entire speech will be constructed out of about 4500 recreations of bones shaped like alphabets. Each alphabet in this speech, like a misplaced relic will hold up the image of violence in clinical clarity even as their collective chorus makes a plea for peace.
Within the Indian context as well, we have the worst instance of subversion of Gandhi’s words in the year 2002 within his own home state of Gujarat. The historic ’Dandi March’ and the speech were delivered not far from the site where India saw one of the worst communal riots and bloodshed since the Indian Independence.
Jitish Kallat
Mumbai

Public Notice 2 recalls the historic speech delivered by Mahatma Gandhi, on the eve of the epic Salt March to Dandi, in early 1930 as a protest against the salt tax instituted by the British. Through this speech he lays down the codes of conduct for his fellow revolutionaries, calling for complete civil disobedience, the only fierce restriction being that of maintaining ‘total peace’ and ‘absolute non-violence’. In Kallat’s work, Gandhi’s ardent speech is recreated as a haunting installation with around 4500 bone shaped alphabets recalling a turning point in the nation’s history. Each alphabet, like a misplaced relic, holds up the image of violence even as their collective chorus makes a plea for peace to a world plagued with aggression.
Jitish Kallat
Eruda

2006

Black lead on fibreglass

419 x 169 x 122 cm

Eruda is a mammoth iconic sculpture of a young boy selling books on the traffic lights of Mumbai. The children (who could sometimes be illiterate) often sell these books authoritatively, playfully engaging in conversations about the book’s interest value; their rigour, audacity and endurance making them mascots for the resilience of a city such as Mumbai. Kallat’s sculpture has feet shaped like homes, forming the quintessential image of a nomad whose home is where he lays his feet. Treated in black-lead, ‘Eruda’ ensures that you take back a black stain on your fingers if you choose to touch him; also black-lead is the softest form of carbon while diamond remains the hardest.

Jitish Kallat
Death Of Distance

2007

Black lead on fibreglass, a rupee coin and five lenticular prints

Sculpture 161 cm diameter Prints 46 x 60 cm

In Death of Distance five lenticular prints bring together contrasting experiences of living in India today. Each of the panels highlight two divergent news stories; the launch of ‘one rupee a minute’ telephone rates across India and a disturbing story of a girl who committed suicide because her mother couldn’t afford the one rupee she wanted for a school lunch. A rigid rupee coin is balanced on the gallery floor, while the two narratives flip and interchange depending on the position of the viewer.

Jitish Kallat
Annexe

2006

Black lead, fiberglass, stainless steel base

(Including the base) 145 x 46 x 46 cm
Annexe is a sculpture of a young child, whose upstanding posture suggests a determination to survive. Weighing over his shoulder is a heavy serpentine rope used as a whip with which to lash himself in order to seek alms. Like Eruda, his feet shaped like homes appear rooted to the spot while his glistening black-lead body stands on a stainless steel base with a drain, perhaps representing a punctured sculpture pedestal or the societal gulf between the veneer of wealth and the perceived stain of real poverty.
Jitish Kallat
Rickshawpolis 4

2006

Acrylic on canvas with bronze gargoyles

178 x 274 cm
Rickshawpolis 4 is like a vast collision portrait of a thumping, claustrophobic city-street. The vehicles collide on the face of the canvas like a mushroomed explosion; battered vehicles are intermingled with figures that appear to negotiate a way through this chaos and calamity. The painting itself is mounted on bronze sculptures that are re-creations of gargoyles that are found atop the 120 year old Victoria Terminus Building in the centre of Mumbai.
Jitish Kallat
Untitled (Eclipse) 3

2007

Acrylic on canvas, triptych

274 x 518 cm
Similarly in Kallat’s huge triptych Untitled (Eclipse) 3, rays of sunshine emanate from the background; the grand radiance that forms the backdrop for the portraits is in sharp contrast to the caricaturesque rendition of the urban detritus brimming out of the unkempt locks of the children. Thus above their forehead are rendered a thousand colliding stories; perhaps the complex narrative of 18 million people living on an island of 600 square kilometers that is Mumbai.
Jitish Kallat
Untitled (Eclipse) 5

2008

Acrylic on canvas, in three panels

229 x 518 cm
Kallat’s paintings from the Eclipse series are rendered in the epic scale and format of a film hoarding with the hard edge of a propaganda poster. The portrait of the city, rendered as a crumbling cascade of countless narratives, interlaces with the overgrown hair of the children as if they were raconteurs of the city’s inner secrets. The brimming debris forms a linkage between the heads of the children seeming to signify their common overlapping reality.

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INDIAN ARTISTS COMMENT ON A BOOMING ECONOMY WHILE HELPING TO FUEL IT


MUMBAI - In a humble suburb, past storefronts splashed with soap-powder ads and banners splashed with the faces of local politicians, sits a narrow row of tenement flats, in whose courtyard sits a woman, sari hitched up to her knees, washing that morning's pots and pans. With a nod of her head she directs you two doors down, to where some of India's most critically acclaimed contemporary art is being made.

A large white door opens into the studio of Atul Dodiya, whose large, biting commentaries on what vexes his country embrace all that can be found on these streets and more. His canvases swallow everything, from the garish everyday India to high art from all over.

Around the bend, splish-splash through a puddle that rises to the ankles after barely an hour's rain, is the corner studio of his wife, Anju, whose quiet, sometimes whimsical play on the self-portrait seems to eschew the noise of the city. (The city cannot always be kept out of her studio: the monsoon floods, thanks to an overflowing courtyard drain, have forced her to postpone temporarily some paintings on mattresses, her latest canvas.)

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TREADING A NEW PATH ON CANVAS: JITISH KALLAT'S PAINTINGS ON DISPLAY AT BODHI ART GALLERY MARK A SHIFT FROM HIS EARLIER WORKS.


A cow in the city. A subject so banal that you unthinkingly dodge it in your moving car, until a vivid recollection transfixes the cow into a sculpture or painting that spins out from the studios of the photorealist school of artists that have dominated art production in India over the past three years. In a sense, the Bombay Boys syndrome of fixing the city as subject and celebrant, one that conveys the sour spice of the Bombay sandwich, the stench of collective 5 p.m. sweat in the moving train and the still reeking memorial of fear to the Bombay blast have become a distinct body of work within the larger phenomenon of contemporary Indian painting. The discursive engagements for such work ally strongly with the global emphasis on the city as location/site/map, of the structures of urbanism that carry within them an openness. As Derrida writes in The City of Asylum, "walking through cities one finds that the city is indeed an open, non-totalizable set of idioms, singularities, styles: a place to welcome the other within the self, a place open to what is coming, the very coming of what is to come, open to imminence." In this sense, the city as subject is fraught with uncertainty: the subject can never be whole or just, and in this, tends to create paintings like snapshots of individual sensory experience.

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