Topological Dynamism in Contemporary Vietnamese Art Exhibited at Palladian Lounge, Bengal Chamber of Commerce, Kolkata -29th Jan to 6th Feb 2016

Nguyen Quy Kien Vietnamese Painter

Bridge by Vinetnamese Artist Nguyen Quy Kien

The sudden chill in Kolkata over the last few days have been a delight, but, of course, have not over compensated for the warm summer months, and, to renew the spirit of art and poetry, the book fair and literary fests have kept our heels busy in the month of January. If this wasn’t enough to seek strength in our soul, the city is proud to host a selection of contemporary Vietnamese art consisting of 6 painters from Vietnam who have been invited by Alliance Francise du Bengale, the Bodhi Tree Monastery Art and Sampark Publishing House, and by the Indian Council for Cultural Relations to exhibit in Kolkata at the Palladian Lounge, Bengal Chamber of Commerce. The artworks will be showcased also in Delhi next week.

Stephane Amalir, Director, Alliance francise du Bengale, Kolkata, who has been instrumental in bringing Vietnamese painting to India, recalls “My first overseas posting was in Vietnam, and it was, therefore, there as a young man that I had the money to spend on paintings. The first painting I ever bought, a seascape, was by a Vietnamese artist. It travelled back to France with me, then on to my next posting in South Africa, and it now hangs in my sitting room in Kolkata. I have, therefore, in my own way, already brought Vietnamese art to India”.

The Bridge Vietnamese Painter

Nguyen Quy Kien with his artwork at the Palladian Lounge

While I was going through the artworks on display at the lounge, I observed few paintings which had the impressionist style reminiscent of Claude Monet, whom I greatly admire. After speaking with the artist Nguyen Quy Kien, I came to understand that he divides his time living between Paris and Hanoi, and, therefore, able to bring European observational skill of using memory that stores information and using them to create new sensational imprints on natural landscape in Vietnam. In such a cohesive union the colours of sky in Paris and that of Hanoi become enmeshed with each other in the naturalist setting of a wood-bridge and stream flowing underneath it. This overlapping of space and time creates dynamic topology in painting which is distinctly clear from the exhibited artworks. This is, of course, a paradigm shift in the paintings of these new artists making me reminisce the lines of a famous Vietnamese poet Tinh Trai who writes:  I still remember Rimbaud and Verlaine,/The two besotted men of poetry/Drunk with exotic verse and with passion,/Defying worn paths and old ways…/Nothing matters, future or past,/Who wears makeup and colored dress./Who cares about heaven or hell?/They are simply in love; that’s swell.” This swelling love is between the artist and his vision (his art), here the subject is the object and vice versa, they are united in art, in the demonstration of skill, like a dynamic movement (or flow) which defines the complexity of processes involved including art history, time and space non-locally.

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Nude Series by Pham Huy Hung

While attending to other works of art notably the nude series by Pham Huy Hung, the texture of the figurines overpower physical shapes of hands and legs creating a visual sculpture in 2-d which is geometrically distinct yet inchoate at the subliminal level. His artistry lies in creating textures that almost blur the sensation between the physical and the non-physical aspect of the nudes in study.

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Art by Nguyen Khac Chinh

 

Nguyen Khac Chinh’s works are beautifully rendered in different hues of red that bring the folklore or fairytale like characters in a modern context doing office work or just plain gossiping and speaking over the phone. This is very playfully done to habitually express our evolving unconscious and how that can be traced to an archetypal folklore pattern that we still carry beneath our multi-personal self, the colours connote to our existential reality where lies our frailty and also our hope. Artworks by Nguyen Duc Hung are very intricate with detail sketches of cosmic energy fields in the subtle bodies, lotus of the spirit and other minute symbols. It also shows the mechanical stress on the brain from the environment and also the artistic process inherent for de-stress and cleansing of the morphological fields connected with bodily organs.

Art of Nguyen Duc Hung

‘Fragrant Lotus of Spirit’ by Nguyen Duc Hung

Nguyen Xuan Lan’s  art titled ‘Soul’ and ‘Kindness’ are exemplars of very eclectic post-modern expressionist art showing different states of man’s  inner transformation. The only female painter in this group, Tao Thi Thu Huong’s works including her ‘Sunset’ and ‘Boat’ are very moving and inspirational –the plasticity in the colours show a high-level emotional language in art that speaks of the unspeakable, the Tao through the movement of the brushes across the canvas. The painting ‘Sunset’, of course, has an air of melancholy about it -that which is passing is happening, here and now, we can’t grasp at it but can only experience the beauty of every single moment through our mindfulness. Her non-judgemental way of capturing nature in its ‘suchness’ and the clarity of her perception is indeed a remarkable artistic achievement.

Having seen the artworks displayed by this group of six talented Vietnamese painters, I will be delving more into the dynamic evolution process in art as consciousness that is non-local and non-reductionist.

To thank and acknowledge everyone for this exhibition, I must mention Sunandan Roy Choudhury, Publisher, SAMPARK and Director, Sampark Literary Evenings and Madhubanti Roy Choudhury, Writer and Consultant, both of them have been the chief coordinators in making this event happen. Also much thanks to Bodhi Tree Monastery of Art for arranging this event very meticulously.

– Joy Roy Choudhury, ArtVantage UK-India and Call-Key9 http://www.call-key9.net

 

Nonlocal Circuit in Quantum Leap: Self-Integrating the Boson Jump into Wave Cloud Possibilities Using Monet’s Landscape and Rodin’s Sculpture

Sunset at Lavacourt, Claude Monet, 1880 (Impressionism)

Consciousness-Analogue

The sun has floated its wings on the mirror of the sea,

 On a river plate, painting its shapes with wonderful images

Lakshmi-Narayana and the Kalchakra and Gita

A song embodiment of the rudra-veena, vayu-vyas, deva-putras

Carrying through it, Horus and Hathor and the Tigris and Euphrates

In the broken arms of the lost sailing ships, Artemis and Durga

Apollo, Demeter, Jupiter, Athena and Aphrodite

Sat-Tat-Lila in the stringed melody of Gopala

In the memory of the cross-fountain of final crucifixion

In the parable of Osiris, in the Krishna-Arjuna arrow head

Faith-circle integrated by Manu as Adam in the Tree of Life

Matter wakes up to see its beauty

As do man, god and beasts

“To Carthage then I came

The Creation of Man, Auguste Rodin, circa 1900/ Garden Villa, Meudon, Paris

Burning burning burning burning

O Lord Thou pluckest me out

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                                 burning

In the futile hours of the night,

The stars in their boyhood dreams

Saw light swirling like a monster into light and endless light

The serpent swallowed them all

In the figure a figure or just a dancing head of nothing but them all

See into widening space, into the crown of the Jehovah lapping the last drop of the real absolute

Eternity into time in the mind-caves of Shambhala

Remembering the day spend in the frank oneness of things

As a cult in the dream of Rodin’s creational manuscript

I saw entangled

In the lion of the speech

The tiger wrath of the ocean

Deep inside,

The mountains of that in this is empty

In the rising of the chalice of darkness

Charioting the dawn mist blue sky of further electrospherical fields

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– Joy Roy Choudhury

Ref: “To Carthage…burning” (The Wasteland, T.S. Eliot)

Time is the Wind of the River of No-Time: From Thames to Sabarmati

Charing Cross Bridge (Overcast Day)

Painting History: Claude Monet Charing Cross Bridge (Overcast Day) 1900
Oil on canvas. Lent by the Museum of Fine Arts, Boston. Given by Janet Hubbard Stevens in memory of her mother, Janet Watson Hubbard (Source Tate Online Gallery UK)

CONSCIOUSNESS-ANALOGUE: Time is the Wind of the River of No-Time 

(A River Song within the bracket of Non-Time Matter)

Time is the Wind of the River of No-Time (A River Song within the bracket of Non-Time Matter) click to watch (using Dell Mobile/voice-over taken over from Nehru Bridge, Ahmedabad)

Time is the Wind of the River of No-Time. Apples are red when the darkness dissolves the eye of the Sun. The father is the herdsmen of the tribe of the origin, his power is Alblackica is zero and one. He sees the river cross the ferries within the intervals of time and eternity, the winged-horse of freedom is the swan of the Bazuta Eternal.

Sage-Age-Reason is the proverb of the ultimate time, Hari Om Tat Sat (3x)

Man-eternal eats the fruit of wisdom’s horse and the river knows the way, the river knows the way…Ivory shadows are the moon’s pilgrims offering their mind to the Lord of the prayers. Thou cast your light on the river’s flaming arabesques, return them to the sea, to them you owe the beautiful unmanifest, the silent word of offering and love that pass without passing

huang truang mrinumva tavath (3x)

No man is free till he learns to fly, his despair should give rise to evangelical wings that must soar heavenwards into the bodhi-chitta of the primal embodiment, into the habber-brahman of the zeugma.

Tithonus crying like a black veil that masks the mystic octet of the adi param-brahman.

Changes reconstitute the New Order, the living daylights are the purple candles of the burning rose, the blind is the vision of the unblinded darkness, the dead are not dead – a life beyond the stars have culminated in the divine design of the earthly paradise symbolized by man.

He is the war-elephant of the dead horse-king! He is the power and the source of all divinity that do exist or will exist. His alms are the worshipped petals of the fragrant heart of the Mother, to her he prays so she will descend to make good and beautiful all that we know or need to know that do exist since the birth of this creation.

Eos dawns her lover with the peach blossoms of spring, the caesura is the fountain of life; appellations are the white harmony of the ambrosiac fruit that time devours, honor her as immortality waits in the seeds sown in the twilight hours of Alblackica.

– Joy Roy Choudhury