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“I am just showing a spark of he persistent evil that is out there.”
Santiago Sierra is perhaps best known for his infamous ‘remunerated actions’, in which he hires the poor and desperate at minimum wage to undertake pointless and degrading tasks. more
They include prostitutes having a line tattooed across their backs for the price of a shot of heroin; war veterans paid to face a corner of a gallery like scolded school kids; a young boy hired to polish the shoes of visitors during an exhibition opening; and workers tasked with shifting concrete blocks from one end of a space to another, or sitting inside cardboard boxes at a gallery for hours. Sierra’s remunerated actions are intentionally humiliating, offensive, and arguably immoral, pushing the worlds of art and privilege face first into a nightmarish and desperate reality of the less fortunate. They pose daunting questions about our society from the vantage point of the disadvantaged, where these questions are not merely theoretical, but fundamentally existential. Exploitation is their mortar, despair is their bottom line. Not surprisingly, Sierra’s works have frequently generated not only consternation and discussion, but public outrage. Again and again, pieces have been removed or cancelled, banned from YouTube, and publicly condemned by politicians and the press. But if anything, the debates around his actions bear testimony to their relentless effectiveness. Condensing complex and charged issues of capitalism, injustice, power, racism, migration, poverty, and greed into minimal and brutal gestures, Sierra’s work maintains that rare and unpredictable capacity to shock. With mono.kultur, Santiago Sierra talked about the mechanics of exploitation, the price of controversy, and the joy in vandalism. Visually, the issue was treated with Sierra’s remedy of a quick poison and a slow balm: offering spread after spread of the artist’s works on the surface, each page needs to be unfolded to reveal context and conversation. It comes entirely in black and white: a magazine as a dirty marvel.