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Noel Farina Le Point Rouge (The Red Dot) 2019 |
SPACE/PLACE & THE RED DOT
I invited my artists to comment on the nature of the Articulate project space before an exhibition is hung: Marco Smudge says, “it’s a space waiting for my personal expression”. Flavia de Jour says, “it’s there for the communication of my difference.” Desirée de Kikk says, “it’s a place asking for trouble.” Tra Tekram (TM) says, “it’s a place made for my purposes!” Noel Farina says, “it’s a space for my free flowing thought.”
Subsequently, I asked Noel Farina to review Nola Farman’s artwork titled
Le Point Rouge (The Red Dot), which was in a group exhibition at Articulate project space and it was shown at Artspace as a part of Nora Fleming’s Misguided Tour.
Here, for the pleasure of debate, are Noel’s comments,
Dr Permangelo E. Regularis
Thank you for this opportunity Permangelo. Firstly, a gallery is a space haunted by human imaginings. It is where artists collectively create a sense of place. Here, in Articulate Project Space, framing a Red Dot and placing more of the same amongst other artworks is an intrusion, it suggests contagion. Today this would inevitably gesture towards the current pandemic. The red dot is infectious. It cannot be contained. It spreads easily in a crowd. It goes viral. A collective noun would be a rash of red dots,
The Red Dot is an indicator of value, both aesthetic and monetary. It is highly selective, pleasing few and dis-pleasing many, placing and dis-placing. It is the logo of an insatiable cannibal, consuming some and spewing out others, selectively – the mis en place for the main meal. The driving force, the driving farce, slipping between the lines – under the lines of defence – into the line of fire – the spot to aim for. Well spotted. A spotty rash, a spatter of blood and an insatiable itch – irresistible – contagious.
Not every viewer has symptoms. But after a fever, a raised heart rate, feelings of pending doom, a tendency to faint, followed by an inclination to reach for a credit card, Red Dot Fever (RDF) is confirmed. There is no known cure and it’s doubtful that a vaccine will ever be developed.
TM wishes RDF could invade and infect all the spaces of the art world. Oh to be airborne! So easy. A red dot can be stuck on with a digit – digitise – no need to lick – no lechery here. Just a seductive dance in space – see it from across the room. Try to refuse. It is hypnotic. If you go away, you will come back. Dance attendance.
Noel Farina, Sydney, August 2020