A recent address by Rupert Myer, chairman of the Australia Council, on the joy and beauty of publicly funded art set Quadrant Online to looking at recent grants in the seat of Gellibrand, where we found a woman who makes art out of her own excrement. She has just been gifted $10,000
Late in 2017, Australia Council chairman Rupert Myer spoke at length about the importance of art in everyday life. To this end he hailed the output of the arts community as “a source of national pride” while endorsing the current means by which grants are allocated. “Being arms-length from government with processes that are contestable, transparent and peer-reviewed, the Australia Council has always supported excellence, cultural democracy and audience engagement,” he opined. His remarks can be read in full here.
Intrigued by Mr Myer’s assertion that “the vast majority of Australians have a strong belief in the value of the arts” and dubious about the Australia Council’s concept of “excellence”, I decided to fill an idle hour by checking the latest grants, allocated in December, to artists resident in the Victorian seat of Gellibrand, where I make my home. The very first recipient checked in the most recent tranche of grants was a certain Ms Georgie Mattingley (above with the blue tongue), who received $10,000 under the auspices of “Arts Projects for Individuals and Groups”.
Unlike Ms Mattingley, Quadrant was stripped of its Australia Council funding.
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A quick Google brought up Ms Mattingley’s website, where her various endeavours are chronicled in quite some unsettling detail. One of her works, for example, is an audio clip of love songs in counterpoint to the muted squealing of doomed pigs in an abattoir. Given that she lists herself as an acolyte of Ivan Durant, who once asserted that the dead cow he dumped at the front door of the National Gallery Victoria was actually a sculpture, this is perhaps not much of a surprise.
Through various consultations with my GP, I discovered a method of producing brightly coloured stools by swallowing a liquid barium contrast called ‘Liquibar’.
These are the video stills from documentation of me swallowing, digesting and excreting the seven colours of the rainbow.
On another page she explains excrement’s potential as an artistic medium:
My brightly coloured faeces is dehydrated and cast into clear resin, along with semi-precious gemstones and plastic flowers.
These sculptures are intended to symbolically reverse regular processes of rejection and decay. Shit, that normally gets discarded and flushed away, is embraced as an object of beauty and value, archived as permanent remnants of my physical existence.
When I die, my body and I will be gone, but my shit will still be here, glowing from inside its crystal dome.
Readers interested in Ms Mattingley’s output can do so by following this link. The pictures are so graphic, Quadrant Online has placed the nastiest of them on a separate page, giving readers the option of looking or not.
In an effort to understand how Minister for the Arts Mitch Fifield feels about poo art and public funding of those who produce it, the questions below have been sent to his office and are awaiting a response. As of the time this post went up at Quadrant Online no response had been received, nor even an acknowledgement they had been received. When and if the Minister for Arts responds his reply will be posted as an update.
1/ What is his position on “sh*t art” — the real sort, not the metaphoric variety?
2/ Should taxpayers be underwriting art of this nature?
3/ Will the Minister determine which of Ms Mattingley’s “peers” recommended and endorsed her application for an OzCouncil grant?
4/ Is Ms Mattingley a peer who, in her turn, recommends others for Arts Council grants?
5/ What is the role of art in modern society, and more specifically, what is the role of government funding in promoting art and what kind of art?
6/ Several years ago, the Australia Council cut off Quadrant‘s funding without warning and in its entirety. That money went solely toward our literary and poetic pieces. Given that Quadrant was cut off and Ms Mattingley funded, does the Minister believe that sh*tting in rainbow hues is a more worthy exercise than the poetry of Les Murray and Clive James?
7/ Does the Minister exercise any control, exert any influence whatsoever, on the dispersal of half-a-billion dollars in taxpayer art dollars, or is his involvement limited to saying nice things about artists and art at award ceremonies?
8/ Does the arts funding regime need to be reformed?
9/ Is the Minister aware of an average sum paid in taxes by a typical Australian — Treasurer Morrison might be of assistance here — and, if so, how many taxpayers were obliged to get up, go to work and have part of their gross earnings re-directed to support Ms Mattingley’s bowel movements?
10/ If the Minister does not support the notion that sh*t is art and yet can do nothing to stop the public funding of bohemian bowel movements, will he resign?
Roger Franklin edits Quadrant Online. He shuts the door and remembers to flush when attending to his bowels.