BABI BADALOV was born in Lerik(1958), a small town near the Iranian border in the Talysh region of Azerbaijan, to an Azeri father and a Talysh mother. After serving two years in the Soviet Army, he moved to Leningrad (St. Petersburg) in 1980, where he quickly became a leading underground artist and a member of the unofficial artists group TEII.Badalov participated in numerous art shows with the group in Russia and abroad. In the late 1980s, he met artists Vadim Ovchinnikov and Timur Novikov, members of the New Artists Group, and became involved in a variety of their projects and art campaigns.
Badalov always found different ways of expressing his ideas through art objects, paintings, installations and live performances. He also tested himself on the movie set of avant-garde Russian film director Evgeniy Kondratiev.In addition to his visual explorations, Badalov experiments with words and writes obscure poetry, mixing the languages and mentalities of different cultures. Even though Russian is not his first language,he won the Pushkinskaya 10 poetry contest. In 1990, Badalov mysteriously disappeared from the St. Petersburg art scene and became a legendary figure, and an inspiration and a role model for younger generations of Russian artists. Today, Badalov continues to exhibit around the world and develop his new ideas. His latest concept was a series of ecological art objects called Dolls for Adults, where he isolated the plastic of nature inside his own clothes. He is also working on a number of visual projects dedicated to linguistic explorations, questioning how a person can become the victim of a language barrier, trying to untangle the confusion of the Cyrillic/Latin mix. His latest exhibitions are Manifesta 8 in Murcia/Cartagena, Spain, The Watchmen, the Liars, the Dreamers in Le Plateau, Center For Contemporary Art, Paris and Lonely at the Top in MuHKA, Museum of Contemporary Art, Antwerp, "RE-ALIGNED ART" Tromsø Kunstforening, Norway,15 th Jakarta Biennale,and in 2014 "Report on the Construction of a Spaceship Module", New Museum, New York,and a solo exhibition 2010 "My life Report In Paris",Tranzit Display gallery, Prague and 2013 "PORTO - èOPTO" A Certain Lack of Coherence, Porto.
Presented for the first time in Nice, Babi BADALOV (born in 1959) is a traveler, a forced nomad from Azerbaijan. A political refugee in France since 2011, Babi BADALOV builds a poetic universe, drawing on both his personal memories and societal issues: painting, poetry, performance and drawings are mixed in installations that question the meaning, the signifier and the norm in our contemporary societies. His "visual poetry" also appears in the form of sketchbooks and collages, combining artistic and linguistic research and commenting on the manipulation of images by the media.
This exhibition, realized in partnership with the Gandy Gallery (Bratislava), will be the subject of a catalog published in 2015 with the help of Matali Crasset for the graphic design, Andrey Misiano and Vit Havranek for the texts and Catherine Facerias for the translation (a production of the Gandy Gallery and Balléor Editions).
From now on, we claim that hysteria should be considered not as an incidental misfortune of singular individuals in bourgeois society, but as an open possibility and a driving force for the class struggle.
the first thing about hysterical symptom is that it has a certain historical background and refers back to a certain event in the past, a traumatic event, perhaps, deeply forgotten by the hysterical subject. Something deeply forgotten thus nevertheless makes us know about it through a hysterical symptom. Hysteria therefore can be regarded as a kind of memory, an embodied memory, a memory whose subject is a material body of the patient. Hysteria thus presupposes history, and hysterical materialism can take the historical materiality of the hysterical body as its starting point. As Walter Benjamin says, the angel of hysteria looks back at the past, which still needs to be redeemed, and a hysterical symptom as a memory of the forgotten each time reveals a certain crack in the present, where a traumatic event dwells. Only that hysterical will have the gift of fanning the spark of hope in the past who is firmly convinced that even the dead will not be safe from the enemy if he wins.
My later works "art poetry" or "visual poetry" based on my personal life on
about how one can be victim of language.
new language, new societies, adaptions
constantly missing fully speak in one language.
My art project VISUAL POETRY is expressing myself in the same time several languages
visual confusion between Cyrillic Latin alphabet.
an autobiography as you conceive it-
I cant never grow
to become like man 50 years old
i am still boy with feeling 50 year old my father
i still speak in my first language
my mother language
i stil speak my second language
my father language
I was 15 old boy
after school in my small town
Lerik by iranian border
i went for first time 400km far
to Baku - capital Azerbaijan
i entered state art college
it was Soviet Time
so many police eyes so many undercover KGB eyes
i was so afraid walk on street in capital city
more afraid when i take metro
i have terrible memories of that time
almost no happy one
after art college i was taken to Red Army
from 1978 - 80
it was near Moscow
i have terrible memories of that time
which makes me always cry until now
i was beaten many time
because because because
even armenian soldiers beat me
because because because
that time we was all together USSR
Caucasus region was
Armenia SSR , Azerbaijan SSR, Georgia SSR
after Red Army I went to Leningrad
to make art like Picasso Jackson Pollock and Andy Warholl
I remember they teach us how to hate Andy Warholl
How to hate Sex Pistolz american capitalism
soviet newspapers write about
demonstrations unemployment's homeless in the the New York streets
in Leningrad i work hard work same time i become underground artist
and i joined noncorformizm movement in art
my first exhibition in 1985 didnt opened
because KGB didnt excepted some art works
when USSR crushed down by Perestroika
all artists life change and my life change also
i feel more free more happy
my first travel was to Poland
my second travel to my exhibition Budapest National Gallerie Mucharnok
my third travel to Germany Muenster for 2 month
my fourth travel to America to my group exhibition
"What Its Forbidden Its Allowed"
after all travel i confuse of too much seeing
since that time i live nomad life
i live in Paris with limited life and limited travel
while i speak talysh, azeri, russian, english learning french
i want to be EU citizen very much
i promise to deserve it…