Last Sunday, we walked to the Gallery of Modern Art to look at the
Charles Avery exhibition - The Islanders: An Introduction.
I found this very curious: it was closer to a novel than an exhibition; it brought to mind
Alasdair Gray’s Lanark. Avery has created a complete world, with its own geography, creatures and mythology – an island world complete with gods and strange life-forms. The website describes Avery as the author of the work, rather than the artist, and it really does feel like a book being created. (I was surprised that there is no catalogue – no book of the exhibition.)
I found it fascinating, but it didn’t really work for me: I couldn’t work out
why he’d created it. Avery describes it as a work in progress, but as a viewer, his world – the island – appears fully formed. He has drawn maps; he has created sketches; he has sculpted bizarre creatures that fit his mythology of the island.
It is almost a study in fictional anthropology.
Apparently, Avery has based his island on Mull, where he was born. It is a very strange vision, fascinating in ways, imaginative and fantastical, but it actually left me quite cold.