But Who Do You Say That I Am? centres around the notion that ours is a media-driven society. Nowadays, a celebrity seems to be a catalyst, a role model for the mass; so much so that religious-like adoration is often granted to it. Nevertheless, even celebrity status has its pitfalls: once a celebrity loses the ‘consensus’ of people, he/she becomes useless and is disposed of.
In this work, on a raised plateau of solid clouds, we see an idol possessed of a divisive charisma. The many around him form a veritable spectrum of society. The law-enforcer, the media circus, the groupies, the men-in-the-street, the selfie band. They have all come here to witness this ambiguous appearance and react to it differently: some with anger, others ecstaticly, others still sensing danger.
Half man, half Mona Lisa, art is his tongue and with his speech he mesmerises the gathered. This mysterious shaman of shamans gains immediate celebrity status. He can be anything they want for their vicarious pleasure. But who is he really, they wonder. Even puzzled with such emotional reactions to him from people, sphynx style he replies to their question with another: But Who Do You Say That I Am?
But Who Do You Say That I Am? centres around the notion that ours is a media-driven society. Nowadays, a celebrity seems to be a catalyst, a role model for the mass; so much so that religious-like adoration is often granted to it. Nevertheless, even celebrity status has its pitfalls: once a celebrity loses the ‘consensus’ of people, he/she becomes useless and is disposed of.
In this work, on a raised plateau of solid clouds, we see an idol possessed of a divisive charisma. The many around him form a veritable spectrum of society. The law-enforcer, the media circus, the groupies, the men-in-the-street, the selfie band. They have all come here to witness this ambiguous appearance and react to it differently: some with anger, others ecstaticly, others still sensing danger.
Half man, half Mona Lisa, art is his tongue and with his speech he mesmerises the gathered. This mysterious shaman of shamans gains immediate celebrity status. He can be anything they want for their vicarious pleasure. But who is he really, they wonder. Even puzzled with such emotional reactions to him from people, sphynx style he replies to their question with another: But Who Do You Say That I Am?
But Who Do You Say That I Am? centres around the notion that ours is a media-driven society. Nowadays, a celebrity seems to be a catalyst, a role model for the mass; so much so that religious-like adoration is often granted to it. Nevertheless, even celebrity status has its pitfalls: once a celebrity loses the ‘consensus’ of people, he/she becomes useless and is disposed of.
In this work, on a raised plateau of solid clouds, we see an idol possessed of a divisive charisma. The many around him form a veritable spectrum of society. The law-enforcer, the media circus, the groupies, the men-in-the-street, the selfie band. They have all come here to witness this ambiguous appearance and react to it differently: some with anger, others ecstaticly, others still sensing danger.
Half man, half Mona Lisa, art is his tongue and with his speech he mesmerises the gathered. This mysterious shaman of shamans gains immediate celebrity status. He can be anything they want for their vicarious pleasure. But who is he really, they wonder. Even puzzled with such emotional reactions to him from people, sphynx style he replies to their question with another: But Who Do You Say That I Am?