Where “Merge” thrashed and rhythmically pulsed, “Do You Speak Chinese?” proved a quiet meditation. Equally, where “Merge” hurtled through time, Chiu’s worked seemed almost to stop the tick-tock of the clock, as she rolled herself into a giant fold of paper and the small theatre filled with the sound of paper’s pleasing crackle as it creased.
With a Dancing Faun at the head and Farnese Hercules at the feet, I know I am in the right place. In the foyer of the NGV, the gods and heroes of Greek and Roman mythology are draped across a 14-metre long Eternity Buddha. Greco-Roman, Renaissance and Neoclassical sculpture meets the High Tang Dynasty (705–781 CE); West meets East. An interflow of all the big things: life, death, nirvana. Right place, like I said.