Anna H. Geerdes: As Far As The Eye Can See

05-03-2015 - 28-03-2015

Anna’s degree show stood out for us for its skill in painting and intellectual, imaginative thought provoking content. Her life experiences coming from Holland to Scotland and the environment of Orkney, have shaped and informed Anna’s thinking together with the awareness and sensitivity of world events and its effects on humanity and our global environment. These paintings are intriguingly haunting and have a compelling nature to them. Born in 1960 in a small town in the Netherlands, called Katwijk aan Zee, Anna moved to Orkney where she lived for fifteen years before studying at Grays’ School of Art in Aberdeen. She graduated with First Class Honours in Painting and has since achieved various awards including the RSA Landscape Award, David & June Gordon Memorial Award and the Purchase Award by RGU Arts and Heritage.
Anna is an artist who delves deep within herself and has the generosity of spirit to share with us through her work in this show. She has written the following statement about her works for this show: “On a morning in November 2012 I woke up and listened to the news on the radio. One short news-item caught my attention: a small island, Sandy Island, which had been charted for centuries as being located in the South Pacific, turned out to be non-existent. Scientists from the University of Sidney went to the area, but found not an island, just 1400 metres of deep ocean. I jumped out of bed, checked Google Earth and printed off this supposedly satellite image of Sandy Island. Just in time, because later that same day Google deleted it from its maps. Maps are the ultimate representation of land and place. Give me a map and I will be absorbed, and journey in my mind’s eye along its roads, pathways, and contours. I will follow its rivers and navigate its shorelines. However, maps are also constructions. They are made as tools to survey, to exert control, to appropriate. A blank map instils fear, we need to give meaning, to be able to interpret. In these days, a time of surveillance and information, not a lot of places are left blank on the map, for our imagination to roam free. We are the master controllers over our environment, over the place where we live, our planet, and all needs to be mapped as far as the eye can see. The unmapping of Sandy Island unexpectedly reversed that process. Only for a tiny moment, involving a really small place. Yet, it made my day that November. It is a quite literal illustration of what George Perec writes about in his book “Species of Spaces and Other Pieces”: ‘I would like there to exist places that are stable, unmoving, intangible, untouched and almost untouchable, unchanging, deeprooted; places that might be points of reference, of departure, of origin. Such places don’t exist, and it’s because they don’t exist that space becomes a question, ceases to be self evident, ceases to be incorporated, ceases to be appropriated. Space is a doubt: I have constantly to mark it, to designate it. It’s never mine, never given to me, I have to conquer it.’ As someone who has left their country of origin, place is always a question mark. Just like a map, there is the image of a landscape as a representation of space, of place. My first painting of a landscape (years ago) depicts a Dutch landscape. The viewpoint is from the foreshore, literally from the sea bottom at low tide, looking at the sea dyke, with the land lying behind, out of sight. In that sense it is a strange landscape, viewed from a place that only exists when the tide is out; transient and impermanent. The only solid body is the dyke, but then, being born below sea level, the question always is: how strong is that dyke really? If the identification of a place depends on a name, a solidity, then, in a sense, the bottom of the sea is a non-place, an ‘ou- topos’ (utopia). And more and more the landscapes and maps in my images distance themselves from real, objective places, although elements of those are always present. They are places that are torn up, surveyed, abandoned, fragile in existence. They are places without names or solid foundation. They are places with a stark horizon, the gap between heaven and earth, the gap where the unexpected can happen. They are places as far as the eye can see….. But how far is far and how perceptive is the eye?” Anna H. Geerdes February 2015