Where Is Mao?
by Hung Liu
Miniature portraits are scratched into canvas. Powdery pencil marks hang off the coarse texture. Thin and unfixed, the graphite would flake on our fingertips if disturbed. The contrast is low, with dingy shadows and glaring light diluted in a wash of grey. Lines and tones appear to fill a printed pattern. Transposed from photographs, the drawings inherit the proportional shortcuts of the camera. The size of the hands is understated; shoulders swell too broadly. Across the series of vignettes, the image surface provides a grainy continuity.
Mao Zedong is instantly recognisable in each sketch. We identify his beam through the straining outline of facial muscle, and the concertina crease of his neck. But specific features have been omitted, either forgotten or removed. His comrades and confidantes are seen with greater clarity: Jiang Qing, Richard Nixon, Nikita Khrushchev. Scare quotes cradle captions, and temporal annotations are imprecise: ‘after 1966, before 1971’. We are left with a patchy graphic narrative, ready to be eradicated at a moment’s notice.
Words by Elizabeth Brown
Looking through Hung Liu’s series of sketches, it is easy to imagine her pencil darting about, quickly mapping out the composition to capture a fleeting moment. Inspection reveals that these are copies of well-known images in Chinese political history: a handshake between Mao and Nixon, for one. The drawings are rough with minimal background, creating the impression that Liu was present to document these key events.
In every image, Mao’s face is completely featureless. Following an act of deliberate erasure, only the outline is visible, yet his profile remains identifiable. By putting Mao’s absence in the spotlight, Liu gives a knowing nod to the proliferation of his image in art and propaganda, alluding to his omnipresence as a man who cannot ever be truly rubbed out. The question of the work’s title is left wide open; the viewer is left to decide upon the answer.
Words by Katherine Fieldgate
Question of the day
I think that nothing can truly ‘erase’ what has already occurred, but art can certainly reshape and affect our memories of the past, experiences, etc.
– Leah Hayes, bestselling graphic novelist and musician (via The Brief →)
Art is the subjective experience of history. It doesn’t erase it, it just is.
– Deradoorian, musician (via The Brief →)