SERGE ZIEGLER GALERIE

 

Minnette Vári

Alien: general information*


Alien is a short video animation of one minute duration, made in 1998, four years after the first democratic elections in South Africa. It has a soundtrack of just less than two minutes. The piece is based on about ten short sections of television news footage of events in or concerning South Africa spanning a time from 1993 until the beginning of 1998. This was a time of great adjustments for this country, and South Africa was in the news often. Whether at home or abroad, I was always very interested in how the stories of this country and its people was presented to the world, and to itself. The big television news networks ran regular items featuring histories and circumstances I felt to be very close to me, but at the same time there was a very strange shift that I guessed to have been caused by these events having been translated into the narratives of newscasting. I felt I couldn't any more 'see' myself within these histories, with all the repetition (items repeating every half hour at least) the histories represented aquired a surreal feeling for me, drawing the contours of a 'home' I felt I was becoming more and more unfamiliar with, an alienation setting in. I saw bodies that moved, gestures being made, words uttered, I heard voices ring in town halls carried forth by deep and troublesome emotions, and I wondered, where, in all this, am I? In the medium of television, I find whom-ever is portrayed, becomes a spokesperson of some sort, someone who speaks on behalf of somebody else, be this body ideo-logical or biological. In this sense, every body that features and is held up by the media as some representative voice from South Africa is in a way speaking on my behalf as well. In alien, I have appropriated the moment, taken my turn to represent the representatives, knowing full well that I will find myself in fragments of a history that will not offer me a comfortable fit.

Alien features a delegation of South African politicians at a UN conference in Berlin in 1996. It features a praise singer at the inauguration of Mandela in 1994, a group of dancers at an ìAfrican Renaissanceî corporate show in Johannesburg in 1997, and a percussionist at the same event. Two women and a girl modeling ìauthentic Africanî clothing at an expo. A VW combi carrying AWB (right wing movement) members to a rally on the East Rand, a police vehicle following in its wake. Helicopters doing a fly-by at a government celebration, voters being frisked (body-searched) before entering the polling station. Politicians waving their fists in the air. A photographer being escorted away from a riot scene by a policeman. A man holding the cubs of a lioness in a piece on a wildlife hunting scandal (canned lions). Two SA soldiers in Angola somewhere in the 1980. Someone putting on a set of earphones at the TRC hearings. A man pushing a trolley full of evidence at an election fraud inquest, two members of the press standing by with their cameras. Because this work deals with memory in the way that we remember history, or experience it, and the emotional vertigo that sets in when you cannot recognise yourself in another's account of the same history, I went into the studio and, from memory, re-enacted, re-animated the movements of the people represented in the original footage. But because I am not the same size and shape of those originally filmed, and because my memory and re-enactment of their movements was not accurate, and in fact, because I was never really physically there (although somehow represented), when I finally tried to fit my body into these pieces of filmed history by using a digital grid, it resulted in the peculiar distortions and alien appearance of my body. Like something that is uncomfortable in its own skin going through the motions of a process it doesn't understand.

I left some 'souvenirs' of the original footage in alien the microphone stand, the ledgers and bottles of Perrier water on a conference table, a puma helicopter, a sangoma's stick, spotlights, a lion, motor vehicles, etc. This sets the scene, preserves in a way the original context, and makes it somehow South African at least to me.

The sound of the piece has been done in very much the same way. I have fed the sound of my heartbeat through the voices in the original footage. This gives the work its driving beat. You can also discern the voice of Eugene Terreblanche (the leader of the AWB), coloured with the tone of my own voice, saying in Afrikaans: 'Hy is die draer van God se wit lig in donker Afrika' ('He is the bearer of God's white light in dark Africa'), whereafter there is Thabo Mbeki's voice (our current president), saying 'Thank you very much'. And so forth.

I have used my own body because for me it is the first index of thinking about a self, constructing a notion of who or what it is that I am. And have stripped it of all over-identifying features like clothing and hair: things that say too much about a certain time. I wanted to give the viewer an opportunity to inhabit the space I have in a way opened through my intervention. Given it a shape that remains somehow open. Have I succeeded in doing this? I don't know. Yet in a way I do: through countless conversations with people from Accra to Antwerp, men, women, children. Alien is me. It is also you, and every body in between.

* This is an informal text in conversational style to give some basic information about Alien. Please do not quote from it directly.

© Minnette Vári
1999

 

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