The other work probably suffered from my mood at having had to work so hard to find it. Consequently the only thing big and bold enough to knock me out of it was Bell's work. It packs quite a punch and pokes you in uncomfortable places as he examines racism (in Australia) in ways that made me wince. He is an extremely interesting artist, and these works certainly got to me. I spent a year in Queensland in 2001, searching for like minds to talk art, books or even movies and they were very thin on the ground. So, I turned my energy to contemporary aboriginal art, which unsurprisingly turned out to be a subject not popular with most locals. In that year I began to get an inkling of what lies beneath (and not that far) – what Bell is on about. He jumps whole-heartedly into these murky waters with intent to make the art world and others squirm.
Example - on receiving the 2003 National Telstra Aboriginal and Torres Strait Islander Art he collected the prize for his wearing a t-shirt emblazoned with the words "White girls can't hump". Needless to say it caused way more fuss than his winning work and people have been talking about it ever since. In Scratch an Aussie 2008, one of two works at the Triennial, Bell takes on the role of an aboriginal Freud psychoanalyzing racist white Australians clad in gold bikinis. A lot has been said of his works and I won't do more of that here suffice to say that, to find out more – make the trip.
4th Auckland Triennial





