The mob against the prosecution

Solidary exhibition for politically prosecuted protestants

The mob against the prosecution

The Ice­lan­ders lead a quite pla­cid life in the far north, far away from the main­land. It’s rare that news from this small coun­try tra­vel all the way to Europe and when it hap­pens, it’s about dis­rup­ted air traf­fic or the latest album by Sigur Rós. One issue we heard in Ger­many about but that – mea­su­red by the import­ance – didn’t attract much atten­tion was the big bank crash in 2008, that shaped the Ice­lan­dic society until today.

In octo­ber 2007 one Euro (one $ resp.) was worth 85 ($: 118) Ice­lan­dic kro­nes, whe­reas today’s worth is hal­ved. The unem­ploy­ment rate in the second quar­ter of 2010 is nine per cent, in Decem­ber 2007 it was only two per cent. Con­side­ring this, the mood drop­ped like­wise. On Decem­ber 8th, 2008, after long public pro­tests, that were sup­por­ted by the whole people of Ice­land, thirty pro­tes­ters gai­ned access to the par­lia­ment, whe­reu­pon nine of them were arres­ted and later accu­sed by the mem­bers of parliament.

The ran­domly picked accu­sed still wait for their jud­ge­ment, that could include severe pri­son sen­tence for dis­tur­bing the par­lia­ment. Among these are two artists who ral­lied the Who is Who in the Ice­lan­dic art scene round them­sel­ves in order to orga­nize a soli­dary exhi­bi­tion for the “Rey­ka­vík 9″. “The mob against the prosecution”.

Video of the opening of “The mob against the prosecution”

In Ger­many, poli­ti­cal, up-to-the-minute art was new to me. In my opi­nion, this coun­try doesn’t pro­duce more than the some­ti­mes quite cle­ver car­toons in the big daily papers. I mis­sed real poli­ti­cal art. Ice­lan­ders seem to make no pre­tence of such topics, it’s pro­bably because of the cri­ti­cal situa­tion, that Ger­many didn’t expe­ri­ence at such a rate. Howe­ver, the Ice­lan­dic art scene reac­ted rather fast on the start of the trial and, with a highly respec­ted exhi­bi­tion at the Living Art Museum (Nýló), which is the insti­tu­ton for Con­tem­porary Ice­lan­dic Art, set an example, that aimed for the public discussion.

The Who is Who of Ice­lan­dic art, alto­ge­ther 23 artists, made works for this exhi­bi­tion and decla­red their soli­da­rity with the nine accu­sed. For one and a half month the pie­ces were exhi­bi­ted, per­for­man­ces and dis­cus­sion forums held. The show attrac­ted much atten­tion in the media and it still remains to be seen whe­ther it gains its end.

The mob against the prosecutionThe mob against the prosecution

A couple of days ago before the exhi­bi­tion was to end, I visi­tied Nýló. The pie­ces were moved to an adjoi­ning room where they for­med an highly con­den­sed bunch of art, appa­rent trash, euro-pallets and bar­rier tape; all lit by spots, so it was dif­fi­cult to get an over­view of this chao­tic agglo­me­ra­tion of vivid impres­si­ons. Video instal­la­ti­ons and all the pie­ces, that once hung on the museum’s walls, hid in this huge pile of trash.

But there was a cer­tain sys­tem in the chaos. It was a loud, poli­ti­cal cla­mour: There, the dysto­pian vision of the sur­veil­lance state was con­ju­red up, and here, the des­pe­rate battle against the aut­ho­ri­ties fought or the absur­dity and bana­lity of petty bos­si­ness cari­ca­tu­red. This was posi­tio­ned in bet­ween everyday’s rub­bish which piles up in a cri­ti­cal situa­tion such as this: crumpled-up Inspi­red by Ice­land pos­ters as a sym­bol for the hope­ful faith in tou­rism as a source of reve­nue, spare con­struc­tion mate­rial as a memo­rial for the buil­ding boom, that was destruc­ted by the cri­sis, and pal­lets and wrap­ping mate­rial as a sign for the per­man­ently wea­ke­ned export sector.

The mob against the prosecutionThe mob against the pro­se­cu­tion (“Para­dís­ar­mis­sir”: “Para­dise lost”)

All the things that once pus­hed Iceland’s eco­nomy pile up here, now being the mere remains of times long since over. In bet­ween and hardly to reco­gnize pro­test emer­ges. Sub­ver­sive, but stri­dent voices shout from these ruins und form a new power that con­fi­dently demands it claims: dis­em­power­ment of those being in charge, pro­tec­tion of civil inte­rests and soli­da­rity with the nine accu­sed people.

 

During my trip through the high­lands the inter­city coach had a break­down in the midst of nowhere. The dri­ver told me much how Ice­lan­ders bear the cri­sis for a couple of years now. He recoun­ted the dis­tinc­tive anec­dote of the buil­ding pro­ject “Höfðat­org”, a 72m high, glassy office tower in the city centre of Rey­ka­vík. It was built during the big buil­ding boom but when the cri­sis struck, the owner was ruined. Until today the buil­ding remai­ned unu­sed and vacant, thus, how the dri­ver said, remin­ding on the rise and sud­den fall of Iceland’s eco­nomy when the sun shi­nes through the glass facades.

Con­side­ring to his sto­ries and exam­ples it was clear to me, that the Ice­lan­dic people has to bear the actual situa­tion with great grief. Sar­casm and gall­wos humour may shortly con­sole for the bit­ter­ness, strong com­pany and the search for older values help to focus on the light at the end of the tunnel.

The Ice­lan­ders have a rough trot. A people, which is known for its unity, sup­ports now the demands of the pro­tes­ters, who once almost daily gathe­red at Aus­tur­völlur, the square in front of the par­lia­ment, to demons­trate against the fai­led eco­no­mic policy. For most Ice­lan­ders, ran­domly picking people from a crowd of pro­tes­ters, that now have to face severe sen­tence, is an outrage, because its con­side­red to come under the law­ful right to always get access to the par­lia­ment. Of course, this leads to new protests.

It was impres­sive to see how fast artists caught up with this move­ment of soli­da­rity. I didn’t know any poli­ti­cal art from Ber­lin. It seems, that for Ice­lan­ders, art is a way to express one’s opi­ni­ons as a counter-concept to media, that is more down-to-earth. Inte­res­tin­gly enough, this impres­sion was about to be affir­med by ano­ther Nýló pro­ject: “Old news” – of which more later.