Cristina NualART

The Lost Art Project

An alternative art project where inner vision and stored emotions clash with poor data memory.

Do you recognise the artworks described here? This is a growing list of memories of wonderful artworks I once saw, but can no longer find out about. I have forgotten the name of the artist or the title of the work. Sometimes I can’t remember where I saw the art.

For all my notebooks, sketchbooks and ability to remember images, with these artworks, I am stuck. Memory lets go of data that I wish I could re-visit. It’s fascinating how the mind works. With films, I can remember the emotions while watching, but not the story. Bizarre how you can be so captivated by an experience, and then it fades…

This project is as much an exercise in memory as in trying to describe the unviewable. I’m collecting memories of memories…

Lost Art: street posters displayed back to front

I think I saw this show somewhere in Eastern Europe, around 2007-8. I think the artist was French. The works were large ‘paintings’ made of found street adverting, pulled off the original walls and displayed back to front, so you see the glued, torn and soiled side of the layers of paper. Some had text cut into the work. I think the artworks were mid 20th Century, but could have been from the 1970s or perhaps arte povera even. Beautifully subtle, with an irony about commerce and found objects. Does this description sound familiar?

Lost Art: rayographs of tree silhouettes and the night sky

I first saw these large (about 2 metres tall?) photographs of nightscapes in a gallery around London’s Mayfair, I reckon around 2001-2003? I somehow think it might have been a couple who worked together (or was that the gallery? It’s all so hazy…) or a woman artist. The photographs are not actual photographs, but rather rayographs made in forests at dusk, maybe exposing the paper underwater, and that created the ripples on the image? Certainly not digital.

Atmospherically, they were rich and sultry, and a little bit cold. Not quite black and white, but velvety. Very dark. The imagery was almost surreal because of the reflections in the water, and plants in it, of the night sky. They were displayed as they are, with no frame or glass.

I think then saw them again in an art fair in the Royal Academy, where Haunch of Venison now sits. Which fair was that, then? There’s so many… Possibly a photography fair, there were some Wolfgang Tillmans’ abstracts that intrigued me. It’s really interesting to try to remember. I have to write it down, in case I forget this much!

Lost Art: East London street art

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This giant bird was off Brick Lane, London, summer 2010.
A cute-but-gigantic rodent by the same artist appeared in Hackney. It’s huge work!

Admittedly, this is not ‘lost art’ in the same way the rest of this collection of faded memories is, it’s just that I don’t know who did it nor how to find out! Anybody know the artist? Say thanks to them!

Lost Art: Wall-to-wall photograms, possibly Chinese

Imagine covering the back wall of your lounge with photographic paper (in darkeness), and then opening the curtains to expose the paper. The whole room was used as a pinhole camera. Develop each piece of paper and reassemble the life-size collage. Fascinating process!

Voila, a giant picture of the opposite wall, showing big windows and the view outside. Incredible!! The time, the patience and the skill to do something like that are admirable. The result, as I remember it, was stunningly beautiful. I just can’t be sure if it was a Chinese artist, and I certainly can’t remember the name. Oh, umph… I think I saw them in an art book, not even live. Suggestions? Thanks!

Found Art: Mystery artist in Hong Kong

My first day at the Hong Kong Art Fair 2011 was full of joyous finds. I’d moved from London a year earlier and in the fair I experienced the work of a number of wonderful artists that I had not really thought about much or come across during my exploration of the Vietnamese art scene. I saw work by Marina Abramovich, Jenny Holzer, Joan Mirò and Ian Davenport, to name but a few.

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In the evening of that thrilling day, I exited onto Hong Kong’s elevated walkways and looked out for a place to eat. I made a bee-line for a cluster of illuminated signs, and just as I walked down the stairs and waited to cross the road, I saw this painting on the floor.

I looked around, stood there for a while and just saw the flow of traffic at dusk and no one walking in any of the roads nearby. The painting just looked back at me, being as it was at an angle and tilted upwards. It was carefully sat, resting on some wooden props stuck to the back of it, on the corner of a pavement, neighbours with a traffic light and some green shrubs. Still nobody came. No labels, no stopping vehicles that may have dropped it, even though it was not damaged or chipped. This is where I found it:

Of course, I took the painting. With it tucked under my arm, I walked into a restaurant and waited for a table. A fellow customer-in-waiting was an art teacher resident of Hong Kong. We got on well and soon shared a meal and a conversation. She mentioned an artist who had left paintings around for people to take, some years ago. I got pretty excited, but she couldn’t remember the name of the artist, nor did she know of anything in the press about it. Nothing I had seen in the art fair was in the style of this found object, carefully finished front and back.

I have not yet discovered who painted it, what it means or how it happened to be there when I walked past. I am, of course, delighted with it. I love the craftsmanship, the irony I interpret in it, the surprising way it came to me. I’ve attached a Chinese painting hook, a small but special present given to me by a Malay antiques collector. I enjoy the mystery, but if anybody has any information, please contact me!

 

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