Kate MacGarry is pleased to announce Helen Cammock's first exhibition at the gallery. Cammock explores social histories through film, photography, print, text, song and performance. She is motivated by her commitment to questioning mainstream historical narratives around blackness, womanhood, wealth, power, poverty and vulnerability. Mining her own biography in addition to the histories of oppression and resistance, multiple and layered narratives reveal the cyclical nature of histories.
The exhibition features Cammock's new work They Call It Idlewild (2020). The film acts as a reflection on the politics of idleness and what it means creatively, emotionally and culturally to be idle at a time when the questions are being asked more widely about the physical and emotional costs of hyper-productivity, required by Neoliberalism. Cammock explores the processes of idleness through visual and poetic intertextuality drawing on writers such as Audre Lorde, Mary Oliver, James Joyce and Jonathan Crary. Part way through the film, Cammock begins to sing Johnny Mercer's depression-era song 'Lazy Bones', drawing an explicit link between several historical periods, a reminder of the pervasiveness of racial stereotypes around laziness and the toxic hypocrisies of the slave business and land-owning classes. They Call it Idlewild asks; who gets to be lazy?
They Call It Idlewild was first exhibited at Wysing Arts Centre, Cambridge in March 2020 following a residency responding to the forgotten histories, photographs and artworks uncovered in the organisation's archive. Cammock's film has gained currency with the pandemic. Observation and patience are offered alongside urgent conversations of complacency and collusion.
A new project of screen prints respond to a moment that is both past and current—political and social—individual and collective—asking how one exists without the other. Through the poetic quality and potential of language these propositions, and perhaps provocations, ask us to pay attention.
Helen Cammock was born in 1970 in Staffordshire. She lives and works between Brighton and London. Cammock was the joint recipient of The Turner Prize 2019 and the 7th Max Mara Art Prize for Women. Recent exhibitions include Wysing Arts Centre, Cambridge, UK (2020); Collezione Maramotti, Italy (2020); Whitechapel Gallery, London (2019); Turner Contemporary, Margate, UK (2019); VOID, Derry, Northern Ireland; The Irish Museum of Modern Art, Dublin (2019); Reading Museum, UK; Cubitt, London (2017). Her work has been included in group exhibitions at Kunsthaus Bregenz, Austria; Hamburger Kunsthalle, Hamburg, Germany; Somerset House, London; Hollybush Gardens, London, and Firstsite, Colchester, UK. She has staged performances at Turner Contemporary, Margate; Collezione Maramotti, Italy; The Showroom, London; Whitechapel Gallery, London; Cubitt, London; VOID, Derry, Northern Ireland and the ICA, London.
The Serpentine Gallery is due to present Cammock's project Radio Ballads in 2021. Her new film Concrete Feather and Porcelain Tacks is co-commissioned by Film and Video Umbrella, The Photographers Gallery and Contemporary Art Society and will be exhibited in solo exhibitions at The Photographers Gallery and Touchstones Gallery, Rochdale Museum in 2021. She will perform as part of Performance Exchange, London (2020) and has solo exhibitions with Oakville Galleries, Toronto and Rivers Institute, New Orleans in association with the California African American Museum, Los Angeles and Amistad Research Center, New Orleans in 2021. She is participating in the British Art Show 9, 2021–2022.
Press release courtesy Kate MacGarry.
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