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3 Fred Brookes                            many boring imitations. The number of slimy
                                               Installation shot, Serpentine Gallery 1971   or toady or pustule-covered things that we
                                               Concrete blocks                           have had in the last thirty or forty years has
                                               4 Philip Hicks
                                               Boy at War 1971                           become wearying to the extent that it's
                                               Board, metal, fibreglass, oil 32 x 135 in.   difficult to get kicks of any sort from e.g., (the
                                               Event at Camden Arts Centre, London       first things of many that come to mind)
                                               5 Stuart Brisley
                                               London in Berlin Now 1971                 Paul Thek's Death of a Hippie, which was in the
                                               6 Edward Kienholz                         Obsessive Image show, or Cohn Self's Atomic
                                               The illegal Operation 1962 Mixed media    Victim, all blackened and cracked with radiation.
                                               Courtesy: Institute of Contemporary Arts, London
                                               Photo: Walter Drayer                      There are a lot of imitation corpses around in
                                               7 Edward Kienholz                         assemblage art these days, more than there used
                                               Birthday 1964 Mixed media                 to be, with Thek, Bruce Conner (good name),
                                               Courtesy: Institute of Contemporary Arts, London
                                               Photo: Walter Drayer                      Beuys's hare, and all the rest—and that hare
                                                                                         reminds me that assemblage got that way
                                                                                         through its early recourse, and frequent
                                                                                         revisits, to the taxidermist. John
                                                                                         Heartfield's capitalist hyena (1932), the desert
                                                                                         dog wearing a top hat and stalking over dead
                                                                                         men amid barbed wire, was photomontaged and
                                                                                         thus not actual, but it may well have
                                                                                         encouraged the widespread ios and 4os feral
                                                                                         imagery for the capitalist and warmonger, in
                                                                                         which class of men there were in any event
                                                                                         well-attested cases of lycanthropy. A legitimate
                                                                                         political point, I feel, but apart from politics
                                                                                         the sudden onrush of taxidermy taught the
                                                                                         assemblagists of nasty sensations that the use of
                                                                                         the feral was the way to get real dead things into
                                                                                         art.
                                                                                            All children fear the taxidermist—his clean
                                                                                         hands, his age, his nicotine-stained moustache,
                                                                                         the smell. He prefers his subject fresh from
                                                                                         field or river, but he's not fussy. The belly is
                                                                                         split, and he pulls everything out, scrapes and
                                                                                         rinses; he does the same with the head. The
                                                                                         eyes are a difficulty, but taxidermists have
                                                                                         their special tools. He glues in coloured glass.
                                                                                         The body is crammed with tight wadding and
                                                                                         he stitches and sews the long wound like any
                                                                                         surgeon.
                                                                                            The hollowed corpse is now ready for its
                                                                                         incorporation into an art situation. Meret
                                                                                         Oppenheim did it with his Squirrel, as Brauner
                                                                                         did it with his Wolf-Table. So did many others,
                                                                                         most of them Germans; any Dada picture
                                                                                         book will immediately show you a lot more.
                                                                                         France and Spain were lighter on this kind of
                                                                                         effect. Picabia's stuffed monkey was actually a
                                                                                         toy one, and Miró's Objet Poétique has a parrot
                                                                                         that seems quite lively, as if it could take off.
     fashioning what will give pleasure to children.   artistic intelligence—those little tassels !—and   Cornell, however, preferred to keep his parrots
     Thus the look of things that don't have the   the slight jokes of too much later work; all those   in a glass box, his cardboard cut-outs in this
     look of being destined for fame and eternity,   things like the toy-car-headed gorilla.   case representing a trompe l'oeil of the real
     that will never be totally comfortable when   Anything that comes near to being toy-like   dead thing, just as his pharmacy cases fooled
     exhibited, things that one doesn't have to   is eminently handleable, which may be one   expectations of pharmacy's living function, to
     handle with care, on which new paint and neat   reason why so much work of this sort gets put in   heal. A nun invented barbed wire, and I
     joints seem too official. Much assemblage has   transparent boxes. On the other matrix of   happen to know that many pharmacists are
    this feeling about it. Moderate in scale and size   assemblage though, on the nasty and frightful   taxidermists in their spare time; they have all
    (Oldenburg's sudden switch to the colossal   side, is a considerable tradition of things that   the swabs and needles ready. Rauschenberg's
    was imaginative and unprecedented), its rough   cognately are totally untouchable, but make the   Canyon seems to me to be the best
    edges, seeping glue and uncareful paint, have a   fingers' nerve-ends itch for just that reason.   taxidermical painting, its great eagle like a
    feeling of playfulness which shouldn't beguile   Meret Oppenheim's furry cup set an early   warning but also like an affirmation that his
    one from considerations of quality. In     standard in this respect, all the more so since   humanism can include the wide black
    Picasso, to take the most obvious instance, what   there are a lot of easy effects to be had in this   wings and their shadow.
    a difference there is between the construction of   area, especially if you mix it in with the erotic,   All this is by way of introduction to the
    1921 which has recently arrived at the Tate,   as in Giacometti's Disagreeable Object of 1931,   Kienholz exhibition at the ICA— until July 18.
    with its breath-taking désinvolture of pure   which itself works well but has spawned too    He is perhaps the most thoroughly
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