However, my trip to the Neue Galerie was
not only about the art. Rather it was also motivated by the building itself.
Designed by the famous architect Ludwig Mies van der Rohe, the Neue Galerie was
one of his last buildings and continued, on a much vaster scale, his passion for using steel and glass to create clear open spaces defined by linear structural forms and simultaneously
open to the outside. The Neue Galerie, I had read, was divided into two parts,
the upper pavilion space, and a lower exhibition space. It was really the upper
space, marked by about eight metre high glass walls whose roof was supported by
eight columns placed along the length of each side rather than the corners, which
excited my imagination.
Having heard that the building was going to
be shut from 2015 for substantial repair and renovation, I scurried off to pay
homage to Mies that rainy Berlin morning.
Titled ‘Sticks and Stones’, Chipperfield’s
installation involved placing one hundred and forty four trunks of spruce trees
inside the hall as if they were holding up the roof. Laid out in row upon row,
the effect of these roughly barked white trunks, was spectacular.
It was while contemplating the sight in
this form that I realised that the hall’s current avatar appealed to me so much
because it brought to mind a number of references to the courts of the kings of
pre-colonial South Asia.
But there was another reference I could
draw on in that hall. In the middle of this forest of columns Chipperfield had
left a 200-square-meter space empty of any columns to enable a performance
space. Imperial histories of the subcontinent surged in my mind once again,
this time round via the work of Ronald Inden who suggested that the spatial
arrangement of royal courts of the ancient kings of India was modelled around
that of mandalas. The mandala is a
geometric pattern whose form can be said to emanate from a central point.
Following the logic of the mandala, the
king sat like a deity in the centre of an arrangement that had his ministers
and captains and feudatories sit around him. This knowledge allowed me to see
the empty space in the forest of pillared columns as one that would have been
ideal for the court of a subcontinental chakravartin.
It was with these thoughts, of seeing Mies’ Sticks and Stones sharing in the imperial legacy of polities thousands of kilometres away that I walked away from the pavilion.
(A version of this post was first published in The Goan on 8 Nov 2014)
