By Roland Betancourt
In recent years, following her 2010 MoMA retrospective, Marina Abramović has exploded as a pop cultural icon standing in as a synecdoche for the trajectory of post-war performance art. In addition to her MoMA show and its resulting documentary, her friendships and collaborations with James Franco and – most recently – Jay-Z and Lady Gaga have brought her to the forefront of pop-culture as a sort of envoy from the art world. For Jay-Z, she operated as a validation tactic at Pace while he lip-synced to “Picasso, Baby.” For Lady Gaga, she has served mainly as a mentor and a collaborator in Gaga’s filmed undertaking of “The Abramović Method” in Hudson, NY.
However,
we cannot still see Abramović as this angelic, Messianic envoy from the art
realm, transubstantiating pop with her presence. She herself has become a
pop-cultural icon, carrying more weight in this liminal zone of pop-artists populated
by Gaga and the like than among her art-world peers. She does not have much
active traction in the art world per se – or in its academic circles. In this
sense, Abramović captures precisely the
goals that Lady Gaga has apparently laid out for herself in the age of ARTPOP, where art is in pop, rather than pop in art.
This,
however, is a misconstruction of what precisely constitutes pop. In my attempts to locate pop in this series
of essay, I have demonstrated – or at least defined as my own theory – that
the domain of pop is not in the realm of these popular artists (i.e.
best-selling musicians and actors, who claim the title of “popular” and hence
“pop” merely by their literal popularity, evidenced by Twitter followers and
movie earnings). This is not to discredit this body of artists due to their
popularity, quite the contrary: they themselves are the medium of pop – the body upon which virality manifests its symptoms
and chaotic creations. However, the location of pop is not merely the latitudes
and longitudes of the terrain, but rather the contours of its topography and
human geography: this, as I have argued again and again, is the domain of
the fan, the followers, the subscribers. It is the space of those who partake
of virality, existing on its edge, but rarely crossing it – those for which 15 literal minutes (or even seconds) of
fame is still a thing.
If we
follow my argument and choose to believe my proposition, then Lady Gaga’s ARTPOP project – if defined by the
interactions we have noted so far with Abramović – is a failure. This is not to
say that the music sucks, that Lady Gaga is over, or any other litany of woes
that would spark the ire of an army of Little Monsters. It is merely a failure in so far as, my Little Monsters, Mother Monster
has forgotten that you are the kings
and queens of the kingdom, the writers of its history, and thus: the kingdom
itself.
How then
does an artistic collaboration with Marina Abramović, where Lady Gaga
undertakes the processes and preparations used to prime a performance artist
for her work, help advance the project of an art pop, which is
explicitly defined against the model of pop art?
To
release a film of a naked Lady Gaga undergoing “The Abramović Method” is quite
blatantly an act of putting pop culture in
art (literally), not the inverse
as Gaga wishes to do. Marina Abramović’s presence in these collaborations is
perfect: after all, her identity as an art-world-exclusive, elite artist has
given way to a highly popular artist – which would probably make most
contemporary art historians groan and practicing artists snarl. It is Abramović’s own transformation into a
popular artist at the level of Gaga that makes her so ideal – she has undertaken
the seemingly impossible, an inverse apotheosis: I supposed that using a
Christian model one might call it the Incarnation, yet here she has not
maintained her divinity, but become fully human. It is through this that Lady
Gaga has smartly chosen Abramović, but this important – crucially inexorable –
aspect of that choice has yet to manifest itself in any of their collaborations
or interviews. In fact, Gaga’s use of Abramović has simply been a way of attempting
to deify pop through art, not recognizing the potency of the false icon that
lies before her, which contains the power to precisely achieve the proper goals
of an art pop.
An artist
who has perfectly embodied the manifestation of art pop is the quasi-viral sensation Hennessey Youngman, a persona
constructed by contemporary artist Jayson
Musson. In his YouTube and Vimeo videos,
Hennessey Youngman lectures on the intricacies of artistic production, art
theory, famous artists, and the art world at large in his series Art Thoughtz. His laid-back, colloquial
approach to the material and gansta rhetoric make the videos amusing, while
cutting through the thicket of jargon that his videos necessarily address. The
videos are often peppered with radically inaccurate facts that push the
satirical nature of the piece to riotous comedy – at least for the art
historians in the room. This series would be quite amusing if you encountered
them in a gallery such as Pace, and their wit and intelligence would surely
draw one in. But, what makes these a
perfect manifestation of art pop
(rather than pop art) is not that
they use a colloquial, popular rhetoric to unfold their ideas – that would
still place them well in the domain of pop
art. Instead, it is their
first-person address to the webcam and the fact that they have been uploaded on
YouTube.
Jayson Musson is a clever artist who works in the medium of film and video art. Hennessey Youngman, however, is a YouTube celebrity whose vlogs on art take on the location of pop right at the brink of virality, in that thriving zone of cultural production that shuttles between (1) his YouTube audience and (2) the pop superstars, mega artists, and celebrity scholars that he cites. Jayson Musson is successful in producing an ideal embodiment of art pop because he produces art through the medium of pop – that is: on YouTube and in a format that is readily understood as one specific to that medium. He does not resort to the validations and institutional entities of the art world as his medium – as does Lady Gaga – but rather has cleverly instituted a momentary suspension of these systems through Hennessey Youngman. The character of Youngman serves as a recursive tactic in a manner similar to that of Ryan Trecartin’s various schizophrenic characters, yet while a crucial figure like Trecartin may overwhelm the audience with his procedural representation of the experience of pop-culture, Trecartin still operates within a domain much closer to that of pop art (even if Trecartin is much more aware of what the location of pop is today than the art world’s stereotypical construction of pop in the outdated visage of Andy Warhol). Nevertheless, in attempting to define art pop, we cannot be distracted by knowledge of what the location of pop truly is today – as rare as that might be. Instead, we must be snobs: fervent connoisseurs of our YouTube videos and Vines.
Thus, I
want to consider:
1.
What really is art pop?
2.
How are traces of it already manifest?
3.
And, rhetorically: What should Lady Gaga and Marina Abramović do in
order to properly manifest the goals of an art pop?
To answer
these interrelated questions, I will start with the last, which is the easiest:
I
want to see Marina Abramović twerk. I want Lady Gaga and Marina Abramović
to sit at a table, face the camera point blank, and take two heaping tablespoons
of cinnamon. That’s right: I want to see Lady Gaga and Marina Abramović do the
Cinnamon Challenge – a common YouTube video trope where one or more people
attempt to swallow a tablespoon of cinnamon without water. Because of the
absorbent nature of cinnamon and its irritating properties, the challenge is
not only nearly impossible, but also quite difficult and painful as it
invariably causes the challengers to choke, gag, and have difficulty breathing.
Its effects are startlingly quick.
Perhaps
the best example of this video is that by the brilliant GloZell Green, a
popular YouTuber whose rendition of the Cinnamon Challenge went viral with
nearly 33 million views (at the time of writing this). The video even came to
acquire – as many such videos tend to – a heavily auto-tuned track that
describes the events of the challenge, a gesture that in itself riffs on the
popularity of the Gregory Brothers’ “Auto-Tune
the News,” famously embodied in Antoine
Dodson’s “Bed Intruder” incident and subsequent song. In GloZell’s video, we watch as an allegedly naïve GloZell
– not knowing the severity of the challenge, a common trope in many of the
Cinnamon Challenge videos – takes a ladle of powdered cinnamon into her mouth
and begins spiraling as the cinnamon burns her throat. While the YouTubers
often attempt to be stoic in their efforts, they are soon overcome by the
potency of the cinnamon.
GloZell’s
work overall is comparable to Musson’s, given that the persona of GloZell –
with her usual naïveté of the severity of the challenges, her confused
responses to her husband who often interjects, and her mother’s similar interruptions
of her videos – constructs a character that is disjointed (even slightly,
perhaps) from real life, while nevertheless forcing herself to undertake painful
and dangerous challenges. In the Salt and Ice challenge, where GloZell presses
ice-cubes over salt onto her skin as she counts to 60 twice, we see her actively struggling with the severe pain from the
cold burns, which eventually freeze her skin, leaving visible scars upon her
arm. While this may be a facile comment, there is a potent similarity between
GloZell’s actions in her videos and the actions of Marina Abramović’s
well-known performance art, which is traditionally based on rites of endurance
in the face of bodily harm and stress.
While
GloZell is not standing in an art gallery as people commit crimes upon her
flesh (as Abramović in her 1974 Rhythm 0),
GloZell is certainly submitting herself to user-requested tasks over which she
herself has little control. The farcical nature of her confused and naïve
affect in the face of such tasks may suggest an actor-like approach to the
performance, which might distance it from the foundations of performance art – but I would argue that this alleged persona
is no different than the mental preparations to which Abramović submits herself
before undertaking her own challenges. GloZell is not developed or
articulated as a character distinct from her performer; she simply operates in a seemingly
naïve state of mind so as to allow herself to undertake these challenges.
One might even go on to argue that the logic of Abramović’s work also operates
on the trope of the challenge: her performance art – as most endurance-based
performance art – takes on the proposition of an act as a sort of challenge. Sitting
at MoMA for the duration of The Artist is
Present and staring stoically at those who sat before her was a proposition
that operated as a challenge in the sense that its fulfillment – despite all
preparation and skill – was still in question, an aspect that is stressed in
the narrative of the resulting documentary.
Returning
to GloZell, we must note the prevalence of challenge videos on her YouTube
channel. As I have stressed before, YouTubers are not one-hit wonders that
emerge from a viral video, but rather a dedicated group of performers who produce
videos – often as full-time jobs, depending on their viewership – and who
receive a steady stream of tens of thousands of views per video. GloZell is no
exception to this profile with over two-million subscribers and over a thousand
videos. Most importantly, GloZell distinguishes herself from just another YouTuber creating the odd challenge video in that the challenges she
undertakes are sometimes non-existent, completely bordering on farce and
serving as a medium-specific reflection on of her own work.
This is
exemplified in her Cereal Challenge video, where GloZell fills a bathtub with
milk, pours cereal into it, and then goes diving in the mix, trying to consume
the cereal without her hands. While its farcical nature foils the seriousness
and alleged rigor that is sometimes erroneously associated with performance art,
let us remember that GloZell still has to consume massive amounts of milk and
cereal until she no longer can. Even in a moment such as this that seems to
step out of the system to ridicule it, GloZell’s auto-didactic training in the
medium of YouTube videos does not fail her – she still undertakes the task in
the face of possible bodily harm and with the immense challenge to her
endurance.
In these
respects, GloZell is the consummate embodiment of an art pop project’s performance artist – she is the true Abramović of
Lady Gaga’s ARTPOP fantasia. But, I do not want to limit the strengths of
GloZell’s actions to her alone, but rather allow for this model to apply to the
most casual YouTuber’s undertaking of such a challenge. If anyone were to ask what
the point is, or what the meaning of this alleged performance art is, I would
not bat an eye to defend such artists and their work by trying to sketch out
some hollow narrative about how it is a political, social, or economic
commentary – or whatever other banal recourse to meaning one might like to play
out. It
is precisely the potential for hollowness – and note that I am not
saying it is indeed – that makes these challenges so meaningful. What
we see in the proliferation of these challenges is the development of a
medium-specific language of artistic production – one that, even if you do not
wish to see it as specific to art or art history, is still nevertheless specific
to YouTube. In their deployment of some of the crucial bullet-point aspects of
post-war performance art, as misconstrued or simplistic a manner in which I may
have presented them here, I would go as far as to consider these – no
matter what my fellow art historians might say – as the direct descendants of
the works of figures such as Joseph Beuys, Yoko Ono, Saburo Murakami, or
Carolee Schneemann – and certainly Marina Abramović, Vito Acconci, and Chris
Burden.
Therefore,
I don’t want to see Lady Gaga in Jeff Koons’s studio learning how to make stainless-steel
balloon animals. I don’t want to see an “Art Rave” where people might
dance besides his work, unless they are producing art on the spot with a tablet
or an iPhone – that art being Vine videos and tweets that are being live
streamed all over the room and around the world. I want to see Koons and Gaga getting down and dirty in the nitty-gritty
pixelated bowels of pop culture – they
should be getting drunk with a Kardashian during a twitcam live stream while
explaining art theory in the style of Hennessey Youngman meets Drunk
History.
I want to
see Marina Abramović and Lady Gaga do the cinnamon challenge on YouTube as a new
form of “music video” that is released first, and only after is supplemented by
a wonderfully auto-tuned song that would make Cher envious. Instead of seeing a
naked Lady Gaga roaming through the woods, practicing the Abramović Method, I
want to see the structure reversed: I want to see a naked Marina Abramović
twerking for the camera to a Lady Gaga song in her bedroom, wearing sweatpants
in a manner that would put the artist known simply as Lady to shame. Preferably,
Marina would be dancing on a table from which she would surely take a
tumble – not
in an art gallery. Ain’t nobody got time for that. But, a seven-second Vine of Marina Abramović twerking. Now, I’ve got time for that.
Author
bio:
Roland Betancourt is a
doctoral candidate in the History of Art Department at Yale University writing
a dissertation entitled, “The Proleptic Image: An Investigation of the Medium
in Byzantium.” In April 2012, he co-chaired a major symposium at Yale entitled Byzantium/Modernism on
the mutually generative collision of Byzantium and Modernism. In
addition to various other projects, he is currently editing a special volume of
the journal postmedieval entitled, “Imagined Encounters:
Historiographies for a New World,” which asks scholars to suspend disbelief and
create cross-temporal analyses using artworks and theories from different
historical spaces.
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What a crazy girl! nice article
ReplyDelete"She does not have much active traction in the art world per se – or in its academic circles."
ReplyDeleteAre you serious?? She's Marina Abramovic!
I never thought or heard "artpop" before this article. Interesting perspective. And, i didn't think i would have any sort of reaction to cereal challenge. But, once i saw the actual physical act of eating the cereal, i was cracking up.
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