Monday, May 10, 2010

Available Light: An Exhibition by Maximilian Le Cain

Basement Project Space, Camden Place, Camden Quay, Cork

18th - 30th May, open daily 12 - 6 pm
Opening: Tuesday 18th, 6 pm
Artist's Talk & 90 minute screening of short films: Thursday 27th, 7 pm

Works in exhibition:
Available Light
This Video is Still Here
The Soldeck Cycle

Works in the screening on the 27th:
Hushed Light
Everybody's Favourite Disease
Light / Sound
The Mongolian Barbecue
Private Report
The Hamilton Cell

Sunday, May 09, 2010

Two New Texts on Le Cain

Two new texts have been written to accompany my rapidly impending solo exhibition at Cork's Basement Project Space. (Watch this space for more details on that...) The first is a remarkably incisive explication of my practice by Esperanza Collado, for which I'm immensely grateful. The second is a short artist's statement by, naturally enough, me.

Maximilian Le Cain: Beyond the Cretinous World of Images
Esperanza Collado

Imagine a cinema possessed by the aesthetics of interruption. A cinema that makes space stutter, light gaseous and time circular, turning the monologue of the actress into a maze of words multiplied in an abyss. Imagine a cinema of cuts, plastic and hypnotic, where the interstices of sense prefigure the outer surface of all images: a cinema that advances the ‘impower’ of thought in its most schizophrenic dimension. Imagine, at last, a cinema that fails to represent, because its images and sounds have been subjected to the laws of entropy. Welcome to Maximilian Le Cain’s land, a land where an irrepressible and pulsating substance unfolds, itself in sufficient arrogance to aim at a luminous crack.

Through his film and video making, Le Cain puts us before a world that is incomplete: a fragmented space, a disjointed speech, a flickering flux. And it is pleasing to find such a world, printed in its incompleteness as it were, because cinema -which does not need a language in order to articulate itself- will put us in contact with those pieces of experience, unfinished puzzles that cinema joins perpetually. This could surely resemble the eclectic structure of dreams, although it is actually thought’s genuine work. Max’s works are therefore ‘thinking space’, where the specificity of cinema -the vibration of light- is the hidden birth of thought.

If there is a distinguishing element of tension in Le Cain’s films and videos, very often accompanied by an overtone of suspense, terror or violence, it is caused by the impossibility to syncretise two planes of immanence, two parallel dimensions. The visual and sonic intermittency that characterizes these works are the symptoms proper of such a crash. Thus this aesthetics of interruption functions as a vehicle or catalyst for externalising pulses, anxieties, desires. Cinema becomes a sentient contraption that works as a sort of fail-safe device, kicking in when the system created between the filmmaker and his camera practice fails in attempting a harmonious encounter with a given space or experience.

Beyond creating a cretinous amalgamate of images, Le Cain deconstructs them, sublimating the quasi-corporeal presence of TV static, the pointillism created by re-photographing found-footage on a television monitor, or the pulsation of an intervallic screen where corpuscles of matter may emerge. These are some of the features of his latest works, where cinema is emphasized as a material system, rather than a recording medium.

Artist's Statement
Maximilian Le Cain

Most of my editing work is done at night. These videos I make are nocturnal.

My culture is cinema, including experimental film. There is cinema and what is called ‘reality’. There is the body, mine in this instance, and then there is the night. There are limits, failures and overwhelming sensations. Sound, image, silence: oblivion. It is at the obscure intersection of all these that I jot down my audio-visual sketches. Perhaps a bid to reconcile these elements? More likely, simply a place to exist with accuracy. Movement on the cusp of exhaustion and decay, creation in a time when every film has been made. But the energy persists and the images keep moving, moving in darkness, ceaselessly linking the body and the night in a multitude of shifting rhythms.

Sleep well, my friends...

Friday, May 07, 2010

William Lubtchansky 1937 - 2010

To mark the passing of the greatest cinematographer of the past forty years, an image has finally appeared on this blog...