Art and Suffering: Some Thoughts On Referencing Without Resting

A recent trip to with friends to the United Nations NY Headquarters, and a subsequent perusal of its main gallery's current photographic exhibition, DeterMined, prompted me to revisit some thoughts on art and suffering. With the biblical prompting to "look after" those who suffer (James 1:27), I am particularly provoked by works that deal with the subject.

DeterMined showcases the work of international photographers Kike Arnal and Arne Hodalic. A series of large-scale color and black and white photographs display portrait-like images of survivors of cluster munitions explosions in Lebanon and the Democratic Republic of Congo. The photos are well done, but painful to gaze at for long. In one, a preteen floats in a suffocating circular pool whose radius extends just beyond the boy’s outstretched arms and two unequally-stubbed thighs. A veiled woman clutches a mechanical contraption with her truncated fingers, boldly and ironically grasping the culprit with its own affect.

Collectively the works imbue a tired tenacity, humanity's perpetual flailing to remain afloat in life’s harrowing waters. Reminiscent of the work of Dorothea Lange - whose depression-era Migrant Mother Series at the J. Paul Getty Museum in Los Angeles always moves me - they are aesthetically pleasing but weighty.

Quickly crossing 2^nd Avenue to return to Midtown away from the UN gallery with its nagging heaviness, I paused in front of the construction site of a new consulate building as my friends, a block behind me, sought to catch up. The shredded blue tarp surrounding the high metal meshing of fence and rough plywood waveringly discouraged viewers from witnessing the rubble of the site’s previous occupant. Through an eye-level opening in the plastic, I gazed at the jumble of broken concrete and metal rods, the splints that would soon welcome new growth and infrastructure. I thought about how art on a gallery wall, like the hole someone had created in the plastic tarp, perhaps likewise acts as a pealing away of something we’d like to cover.

But why did the exhibit bother me so much? The ending lines of a research paper I once wrote about Picasso’s Guernica perhaps provide a subtle answer: “As long as pain and struggle accompany the politics of our public and private lives, surely [the work] will maintain its impact.” There is a universality to suffering that instills in us desire to witness it. It is the artist's task to discover how to reference such depravity without resting there.

--J.A.D.

J.A.D. has helped lead the Art Leaders and Vocation group.