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Bullet holes, blocked roads, abandoned cars: the detritus of violence.
Even those who have never heard of the Derry based artist Willie Doherty
will find False Memory, his forthcoming exhibition at the Irish Museum
of Modern Art, replete with images that are disturbingly familiar. In
what is effectively a mid-career retrospective and the largest Irish exhibition
of his work to date, Doherty convincingly displays his ability to comment
on thirty years of conflict without sacrificing aesthetic principles,
resorting to sensationalism, or succumbing to cliché.
Curated by Brenda McParland, Head of Exhibition at IMMA, and accompanied
by an impressive catalogue with contributions from Caoimhín Mac
Giolla Leith, and Carolyn Christov-Bakargiev, the show follows Dohertys
career from early black and white photographs such as Mesh (1986) and
The Walls (1987), to the video installation Re-Run, first shown as Britains
contribution to the 2002 Sao Paulo Biennale.
Although Doherty, born in Derrys resolutely nationalist community
in 1959, seems an unlikely candidate to represent Britain, this is just
the latest addition to a CV that reads like a blueprint for diplomacy.
Representing Ireland at the 1993 Venice Biennale, nominated for the Turner
Prize in 1994, and short-listed for the Glen Dimplex Award in the same
year, Doherty has somehow managed to remain neutral in a society where
every syllable is a tribal marking. The tactics he uses to achieve such
impartiality lie at the very core of his art and are founded on the recognition
of not only the limitations of the photographic medium, but also the fallibility
of the human gaze.
Appropriating familiar images and texts that constant media play has imbued
with iconic status, Doherty uses subtle processes of juxtaposition and
decontextualisation to question perceived truths, reveal prejudices and
interrogate the very notion of communication in the context of entrenched
social and political conflict.
Nowhere are these techniques put to better use than in his controversial
slide installation, Same Difference (1990): the face of a woman, photographed
from a T.V. broadcast following her arrest for suspected terrorist activities,
is projected onto opposing walls of a darkened space. Across her features
flash words that reveal the seemingly irreconcilable differences of two
diametrically opposed points of view. Innocent or guilty, from one perspective
she is a murderer and from the other, a heroic volunteer.
In order to negate the notion of a single authoritative truth, Doherty
uses text and voiceover to set up contradictory positions that reveal
how language shapes our perception of images. In Border Incident, (1994)
and Unapproved Road II (1995), he engages with romantic ideas of the Irish
landscape only to negate them through titles that trigger a plethora of
associations located within a discourse of territorial division that envelopes
all contested landscapes, past and present.
Recently, Doherty has deviated from a purely Northern Irish context in
both the Berlin series, Extracts from a File, (2000) and Re-Run (2002)
which while filmed in Derry, is resonant with references to events in
Manhattan last September. By considering these departures next to earlier
work, False Memory convincingly demonstrates that Dohertys strength
lies in his ability to make work, conceived in a particular time and place,
comprehensible and poignant beyond the limits of that immediate context.
While it may be too optimistic to interpret False Memory as a sign that
we are at last capable of mature self-reflection on thirty years
of conflict, political sensitivity is a possible reason why an Irish artist
with numerous solo exhibitions in Europe and North America, has had to
wait until now for a major exhibition at home.
Of course, we could blame that phenomenon, variously interpreted as a
symptom of the post-colonial condition or simply begrudgery, that has
historically forced Irish artists to seek recognition abroad, and yet
Doherty is one of the few who managed to resist exile. In truth, he has
long benefited from the support of the more enlightened figures in Ireland,
not least his fellow Derry man and founding director of IMMA, Declan McGonagle.
So perhaps up until now, we just werent quite ready to have Doherty
interrogate our gaze, question our memories and expose our prejudices
on this scale. The question remains; are we ready yet? Its worth
the trip to IMMA this autumn to find out.
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