On our second day in Tokyo we had a wonderful lecture by the internationally acclaimed artist Song Dong. He was talking mostly about his work: Waste Not which was being shown on a whole floor of MoMA New York at the time. We were lucky enough to have him as one of our tutors and he was such a nice man!
The Chinese artist spoke in his Mother tongue which was translated into Japanese and then English through radio headsets. I rather enjoyed this as it gave me time to take perfect notes! I’m fascinated by hoarding in art so this was the perfect lecture for me.
He talked about how after his Father died, his Mother suffered from deep grief. Song Dong and his sister thought that it would be nice to send her away from the home in Beijing to stay by the sea for a time, whilst he and his sister sorted her stuff out so that she could return to a clearer, more organised space and feel happier about life. His Mother was devastated by what they had done while she was away and demanded that they put it all back as she wanted to hold onto her memories. She was cross that they had forced their values on her. He just wanted to make his parents happy and thought deeply about how to do this. In China, one should respect one’s parents values and follow them. He spoke to his Mother and asked her if he could use her belongings to make some art. She was an extreme example of hoarding. At first she wouldn’t agree and thought it would embarrass her but Song Dong thought it would be an honour. A successful artwork would make him happy and proud. When he told her that, she agreed. He wanted to make some space for his Mother to store, organise and collect her memories. By organising all her memories he made his art and exposed his private life to the public so that his Mother would emerge from her sorrowful state.
Between 2002 and 2005 they gathered and organised her belongings. In his opinion, she had collected rubbish. He didn’t want to take care of her belongings before making the artwork as it was taking up the space that he lived in. He resented them. He learned alot about his Mother whilst making the work. The value was to use everything up until it couldn’t be used anymore. He wondered why his Mother collected all of these things.
There was a lot of hardship and poverty in China and people started to re-use things more. Even paper. It would be written all over…every inch. Then it was used and reused as wrapping paper. Later it was used to wipe the table, and then the floor. Finally it was burned to make warmth when it would finally become only ashes.
That is the spirit of “Waste Not”. They were very poor and there was limited employment so people made sure their belongings lasted a long time. Polystyrene packaging, for example, seems useless but was kept in the house in case it became useful later. In the mean time it was stacked up to make a bed. Packaging for electronics appeared in China in the 1980s and his Mother used it to create a room for stray dogs and cats. She didn’t throw anything away. Luckily she had the space to do this! Fabric was rationed so she collected scraps and made patchwork clothes. She kept the chairs wrapped in plastic and wrapped the remote control in brown paper and string so that it didn’t get dirty! She recycled plastic bottles for money but kept the plastic lids so that Song Dong’s future children could make toys from them.
She became part of the organisation process in the making of “Waste Not”. His Mother was there every day and was enjoying it. It was like a second life. After the exhibition her behaviour changed dramatically. She became much more sociable. She was still pleased that she had kept it all even though Song Dong thought it was rubbish.The public liked it as they had an affinity with it. They could recall their past memories so the artwork could be a symbol of memories.
The objects had some factors in common. There was a relationship between the objects as the collection was something that wasn’t created overnight. It took months and years to accumulate. You can sense the history of the accumulation. Also, for every object there is a user so it has a real human element and a personal history. For example there is a pair of his grandfather’s shoes next to his grandmother’s tiny shoes due to the Chinese tradition of footbinding. His Mother was a collaborator in the art. Some of the objects are older than Song Dong himself.
The objects were not his treasures but the expression was through the displaying of them. The connotations of the objects hold the value for him. He also enjoyed the lifestyle of having got them out of the house! He wanted to sell the artwork so that he could buy his mother a lovely new house but she strongly refused saying that she wanted to keep her memories. Now, in memory of her, Song Dong plans to house the artwork in a museum, specially dedicated to her, in or around Beijing.
In reaction to his Mother’s hoarding, Song Dong likes to live his life in a very different way. He doesn’t have many possessions. When he was a child, he was only given old newspapers and cheap ink to practice his calligraphy. He blamed this on his poor calligraphy but his Father told him that some of the best calligraphers practiced with water on a stone.
Song Dong thinks of diaries as fearful weapons which can reveal one’s darkest secrets since a friend of his arrived at school covered in blood when his Father had read his diary. Also, criminals can be prosecuted using the evidence from their diaries. Diaries are also useful for organising one’s thoughts and feelings. In 2005, Song Dong found a large rock with a flat surface and decided to write a diary in water on it. He does this every night before going to bed. The stone is a piece of nature, borrowed from nature. He would like to be cremated with it and have his ashes scatterd so that it is returned to nature, along with all of his thoughts, feelings and ideas that he has written on it.
Photograph by 16 Miles of String