This weekend, I went to Marlene Dumas: The Image as Burden at Tate Modern. I was completely transfixed by the haunting and incredibly moving images, ranging from political observations to deeply personal creations. Many of the images almost brought me to tears, possibly heightened by my melancholic mood this weekend, due their sense of tragedy, loneliness and inner complexities of the human soul.
What I find interesting is that Dumas usually paints from existing images, giving new meaning to media clippings or old photographs. Yet, despite this physical distance from the live action, her paintings are painfully intimate.
“My best works are erotic displays of mental confusions (with intrusions of irrelevant information).” – Marlene Dumas, 1985.