In a bold editorial (and marketing) move, the book’s 12 essays are not named after the artists they cover (apart from the essay on Indigenous artist the late Mirdidingkingathi Juwarnda Sally Gabori). Instead, the essays are given more cryptic titles, such as “The World is Made of Layers” (on Vivienne Binns), that relate in some way to the artists’ attitudes or work.
Mirdidingkingathi Juwarnda Sally Gabori’s 2008 work Ninjilki.
The effect is one of discovery, or rediscovery, of contemporary artists worthy of our attention such as Gill, who represented Australia at the Venice Biennale in 2013 (her artwork is on the book’s cover).
Karl Wiebke’s Vertical Stripes Fourteen, 2014.
Others include the uncompromising Mike Parr, known for his confronting performance art, in a fascinating essay about Parr’s collaboration and eventual falling-out with master printer John Loane. Another beautifully observed essay, “The House at Glenorie”, explores the relationships between lauded architect Glenn Murcutt and artists Sydney Ball and Lynne Eastaway, for whom he designed a house in the middle of the bush at the titular Glenorie, about an hour north-west of Sydney.
Sprague situates himself in the essays as he visits the artists at their homes and studios and reflects on the conversations they have about art (apart from Gabori, whom he met only briefly, and Helen Maudsley, who was not available for interview). He is a searching and solemn writer, but on no occasion cynical. Even when he is not particularly keen on an artist’s work – and he admits that he doesn’t love Gabori’s – he seeks to understand it. An art-school graduate and former artist who has worked as a curator and arts co-ordinator, Sprague continues to place art “somewhere close to the centre of my life”, and it’s this that gives his writing an unusual empathy.
Critic Quentin Sprague.Credit: Ross Coulter
As Sprague explains in the introduction, his love of art was piqued as a child when his single mother would take him and his sister on the 300-kilometre round-trip from their home in Monaro, regional New South Wales, to the National Gallery of Australia in Canberra, leaving at dawn in the family’s “twin-cab Kombi utility”.
“It was visits to the National Gallery of Australia that truly imprinted on my young consciousness,” he writes. He compares the “quiet awe – enveloping, gentle, deadly serious” of the gallery atmosphere back then to the galleries of today, which can sometimes seem as “mere extensions of some vast industrial entertainment system”.
What Artists See is a counter to that “vast industrial entertainment system”; the pace is unhurried, reflective and psychologically probing – although at least one of the artists, abstract painter Karl Wiebke, seems to grow slightly impatient with Sprague’s insistent need to find the “lesson” in his art. Sprague hopes that “Wiebke might arrive at an overarching definition of his work”. But Wiebke is not interested in absolutes. If Sprague in this instance is guilty of over-complicating things, he is self-aware enough to recognise it: “If I was after the ‘lesson’ of his work, this was surely it: don’t expect a concrete revelation. Or, put another way, don’t expect for the puzzle to be solved.”
Several of the essays in the book have been previously published, mainly in Schwartz Media’s The Monthly magazine, for whom Sprague regularly writes. I question the inclusion of two essays that for me dilute the power of this collection and seem to stray somewhat from the central premise.
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The shortish essay on German artist Katharina Grosse feels slight in comparison to the others, and she is the only non-Australian artist included. At 32 pages, “Eric in the Desert and Elsewhere”, the essay on the late media theorist and anthropologist Eric Michaels, is the book’s longest and densest, and I found my attention drifting. Both essays have been previously published elsewhere, and I’m not convinced of the need to republish here.
These are quibbles about an impressive work. Ultimately, What Artists See is as much about what Sprague himself sees when he looks at art, and one could not want a more perceptive and original guide.
What Artists See by Quentin Sprague (Monash University Publishing) is out now.