Hypothetical Collaboration With Christo: and (Partially With) Jeanne-Claude
Hypothetical Collaboration With Christo: and (Partially With) Jeanne-Claude
Hypothetical Collaboration With Christo: and (Partially With) Jeanne-Claude
of the artist and to leave a copy to the place where he lived in New York City. I pressed the bell
on the door, and a voice on the phone-system asked me to leave my pages in the post box.
Christo created his unique art there yesterday and now is gone. I admired him for fifty years and
missed the opportunity to face and tell him how much he was for me. It is so sad. Here is the note
I left in his post box next to Contemporary Art Seminar text.
Dear Christo,
My full name is Nedko Christov Bucev. Christov comes from after Christo, my father's name. My
son's name is Christo as well. As you know, the name Christo means Jesus in our lands. Directly
and symbolically, my name is related to you. You are Christo (Jesus) of my life. You are my family.
Sorry for missing you in person.
Nedko
Hypothetical Collaboration
(during the last fifty years)
with Christo
and (partially with) Jeanne-Claude
Everything started when at the end of the 70s when I was studying art in a communist Bulgarian
high school. I met for the first time with the art of Christo. His niece, who lived in Sofia, had a
collection of artist catalogs. Students talked about him as a god in the art school, but nobody knew
what he was doing. His art was a tabu because he was a defector of Socialism and the realism
doctrine. For me, he was an example of a successful contemporary artist. I love his statement: "I
will not give up one centimeter of my freedom for anything. I like to be free, to be irrational with
no justification for what I like to do."
I admire his scale, the complexity of the realization, and the way of funding. I'm listing below
some of my artworks that had been influenced by Christo's land art projects.
Seven talks with a flower is a performance presented at The Imaginary Temple, a traveling through
Europe exhibition curated by Plamena Racheva. I the ruins of a medieval monastery near the Black
Sea, I walled up myself in one of the hermit's cells for seven days only with water and bread. From
the inside of the cell, behind a stone wall, I was listening to the audience. People came and talked
and said everything to me. They were sharing their stories about love, family, politics, gossip, sex
affairs, and anything of their life without knowing me. I was listening during the day and thinking
about everything during the night. I do not have any contact with the rest of the world but the
audience's voices behind the wall.
(The work is about the way poor countries change their traditions and natural conditions to attract
the interest of the rich part of the world and how it is not changing anything.)
10. 2020
Nedko Bucev MFA, Fall 2020 Contemporary Art Seminar- Professor Midori Yoshimoto