Dan Auluk is an artist-curator living and working in Birmingham, UK.
Auluk's art practice is interested in creating situations that disrupt and displace how we experience art. Experimenting with text, spoken word, sound, video, performance, participation and intervention, sometimes manifesting as live art collaborative performances that invite audiences to take part. This live art attempts to blur the boundaries between artist and audience, exploring alternate ways of activating spaces and audiences.
The exhibition flyers, printed on pink paper and folded into airplanes, littered the floor of the
exhibition space; words that flew through the air but found no safe landing.
Safe. Auluk has never been content with safe. Constantly pushing his own artistic boundaries anddisrupting the expected norms of curatorial etiquette, Auluk has exceeded all previous attempts here. WDTA#2 proved to be a hugely exciting, experimental and energetic exposition of research, performance, method and play, pushed forward by Auluk’s boundless energy and relentless questioning.
His vision was simple; that a group of artists could be brought together to explore the dialogue created by making without talking. The residency, over a period of three weeks, enabled the participants to further their own areas of research, to work collaboratively across disciplines, and to embrace the unexpected outcomes of that entanglement.
The closing event, timed to coincide with Digbeth First Friday, did not disappoint. The
exposition/exhibition space was quickly filled with an art-hungry audience bemused at the spectacle before them. As contributing artist Sarah Walden silently performed her rituals of woodworking, she invited viewers to ‘ask’ her a question – the question to be written, as would be the response.
“What is going on here?” one such question asked.
Music, noise, drawing, drag.
Graffiti, text, performance, painting.
Film, disruption, sound, found objects.
Photography, collage, dancing, typing.
Mending, light, sex toys, sculpture.
Touch, comedy, installation, whispers.
Glitter balls, tug-of-war and glue sticks.
It was all going on here.
The undeniable chaos that culminated gave a glimpse into a possible future – a world where
conversation is a lost art, and new ways of non-verbal communication are needed. This exposition allowed both artist and audience to consider how that could happen; through shared activity and experience, through gesture and touch, through suggestion and rhythm.
We may not talk anymore, but we have found meaning in the making.
Review of We don't talk anymore (closing event) by Sally Bailey