The Royal Academy's latest exhibition, A Story of South Asian Art, falls woefully short of its promise. At the heart of this lacklustre display lies the towering sculpture Pakshi by Mrinalini Mukherjee, a work that is, by turns, hilarious and fascinating. Standing at over six feet tall, the red and brown creature with demonic features towers above its neighbours, drawing attention away from its less impressive companions.
Despite being surrounded by an incoherent show featuring mediocre works by lesser artists, Pakshi shines brightly like a beacon of surrealism and international artistry. Mukherjee's unique blend of modern India's history, surrealism, dreams, and fantastical images creates an enchanting cocktail of birds, flowers, gods, and monsters infused with desire and dread.
The Royal Academy tries to suffocate Mukherjee's exhilarating works by inundating the gallery with watercolours by her "circle" that clog up the space like slow-moving traffic. This forced politeness prevents viewers from fully absorbing the essence of Mukherjee's art, which is both internationally renowned and profoundly rooted in Indian culture.
Despite its limitations, the exhibition still manages to showcase some of Mukherjee's most remarkable works, including Night Bloom II, a ceramic masterpiece that embodies contradictions - spiritually calm yet sensually violent. Her art transcends local boundaries and remains as meaningful now as it was during her lifetime, making it accessible to everyone.
The only thing more disappointing than the exhibition itself is the Royal Academy's decision to muddy Mukherjee's waters with second-rate surroundings. As soon as you see Mukherjee's sculptures from the 1980s onwards, you want to see more of them, not less of the mediocre works that clutter the gallery. It seems the academy knows exactly how much better Mukherjee is than her family and friends, but unfortunately, it also knows how to let that shine.
Overall, A Story of South Asian Art falls short of its promise due to its inability to truly showcase Mrinalini Mukherjee's exceptional works.
Despite being surrounded by an incoherent show featuring mediocre works by lesser artists, Pakshi shines brightly like a beacon of surrealism and international artistry. Mukherjee's unique blend of modern India's history, surrealism, dreams, and fantastical images creates an enchanting cocktail of birds, flowers, gods, and monsters infused with desire and dread.
The Royal Academy tries to suffocate Mukherjee's exhilarating works by inundating the gallery with watercolours by her "circle" that clog up the space like slow-moving traffic. This forced politeness prevents viewers from fully absorbing the essence of Mukherjee's art, which is both internationally renowned and profoundly rooted in Indian culture.
Despite its limitations, the exhibition still manages to showcase some of Mukherjee's most remarkable works, including Night Bloom II, a ceramic masterpiece that embodies contradictions - spiritually calm yet sensually violent. Her art transcends local boundaries and remains as meaningful now as it was during her lifetime, making it accessible to everyone.
The only thing more disappointing than the exhibition itself is the Royal Academy's decision to muddy Mukherjee's waters with second-rate surroundings. As soon as you see Mukherjee's sculptures from the 1980s onwards, you want to see more of them, not less of the mediocre works that clutter the gallery. It seems the academy knows exactly how much better Mukherjee is than her family and friends, but unfortunately, it also knows how to let that shine.
Overall, A Story of South Asian Art falls short of its promise due to its inability to truly showcase Mrinalini Mukherjee's exceptional works.