Is Ashley Bickerton Damien Hirst’s Bitch By Edward Lucie-Smith

Ashley Bickerton,Damien Hirst,Newport Street Gallery

One has been waiting for some time for Damien Hirst to exhibit an artist in some fashion at least resembling himself. Since the Newport Street Gallery opened in 2015  he has, on this score at least, shown admirable restraint. We have not been offered a series of Hirst clones, to the point where one began to think that there could be no such thing as an actual School of Hirst. His latest offering, a retrospective show for the bewilderingly cosmopolitan Ashley Bickerton is the nearest he has got to presenting any kind of mirror image of what he himself produces.

Insofar as this is the case, Ashley Bickerton’s retrospective at Newport Street is an echo, not of early Hirst, but of what Hirst is showing right now in Venice. Which, in turn, is, of course, a radical departure from Hirst’s own earlier productions.

“Dolphins and sharks abound” -ELS

To the point, indeed, where one does sometimes ask oneself ‘Who, in fact, got there first?’

Ashley Bickerton Sharks @ Newport Street Gallery
Ashley Bickerton Sharks @ Newport Street Gallery Photo Edward Lucie-Smith

There is, for example, the same fascination with the sea and undersea imagery – dolphins and sharks abound. While Hirst became famous for a shark preserved in a glass tank, here the denizens of the ocean are liberated, as they have been in Venice. Some float suspended in the air. One is clasped in the arms of a nubile, blue-tinted sea-nymph.

Congruous with these, there a writhing monster with four horned heads that would also seem quite at home in Hirst’s current  Venetian phantasmagoria.

There are, in addition, covert, slightly dated references to the Pop Art of the 1960s, now more than half-a-century away from us. In one of the earlier galleries in the sequence, there is a construction that consists of a large glazed frame, leaning against the wall. On each site of the frame, there are two large yellow capsules, each inscribed in block letters with the name ‘Susie’. The handout that accompanies the exhibition tells one that this inscription, which first manifested itself on a painting dated from 1982 ‘quickly became a shorthand for the artist’s signature, a branded logo.’

The text continues rather pompously thus: ‘The choice of an informal, female first-name, which bears no relevance to the artist, subverted traditional patriarchal nomenclature.’

Ashley Bickerton @ Newport Street Gallery Photo Edward Lucie-Smith
Ashley Bickerton @ Newport Street Gallery Photo Edward Lucie-Smith

Whatever, Bickerton intended then, now, of course, the choice makes one think of current cross-dressing, or actually transgender, icons of our culture such as Grayson Perry and Caitlin Jenner. How times have changed!

In the work described here, however, one is carried directly back to the past by the fact that the glazed frame contains a life-size white suit, with flared trousers and a stand-up collar, that seems in all respects like a portrait – that is, apart from the fact that it has been magically vacated by Elvis, who is and isn’t there to inhabit it.

The narrative of the show moves from early, fairly conceptual works to others that are directly figurative. That is, till it finished up with a disappointing final room, where the exuberance of the figures fades way. There is something inherently dispiriting, for me at least, in any works of art that can be described (as the handout aforementioned describes them) in the following way:

‘The two Vector boxes, meanwhile, include non-biodegradable plastic debris gathered from the beach, arranged in tidal patterns.’

It makes a limp exit to an otherwise entertaining show.

Words/Photos Edward Lucie-Smith © Artlyst 2017

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