Published as the cover story in
VAULT: Australasian Art & Culture, Issue 13, Feb 2016.
Michael Cook’s arresting compositions subvert colonial hierarchies and reclaim the nostalgic half-experiences that are too painful to forget.
I recently came across the Welsh word hiraeth which describes the nostalgia one feels for the lost places in their past and the yearning for an experience that never was. The ethereal and otherworldly works of Michael Cook align with such feelings. Imagine an alternative scenario in which light and dark skins are swapped, roles and hierarchies are reversed, and conqueror and conquered become interchangeable.
In a bustling Brisbane restaurant, over a snail-paced lunch of chicken and greens, Cook and I discuss the forces that led him to use art as a vehicle for discovering his Aboriginal identity, and to cast a contemporary spin on the historical and socio-political experiences of Indigenous Australians. Cook’s own story began in the late 1960s in a small rural Queensland community. An unmarried white woman, all of sixteen, fell pregnant to an Aboriginal man and fled to a hospital to give birth to a boy she could not keep.
“It was pretty conservative back then,” Cook tells me. “Young pregnant women in these situations were expected to offer their baby up for adoption.” As a parting gift, the teen named her newborn Michael and three weeks later, he was adopted into a white family in Hervey Bay.
His adoptive mother was a local counsellor and political activist who fought for the rights of Indigenous Australians. “My mother gave me a good understanding of my Aboriginal heritage,” recalls the artist, who hails from the Bidjara people of southwest Queensland. “She also introduced me to Neville Bonner (the first Indigenous Australian to become a member of the Parliament of Australia), who became the first Aboriginal person I met.”
Growing up as the only adopted child in a family of six white children, Cook began noticing the absence of Indigenous people both in his community and in mainstream media.
“My school didn’t teach Aboriginal history, though they did reference Aboriginal people during Europe’s settlement into Australia, which I realised later were false stories.” He would watch RAGE on Saturday mornings and wonder: “What if the white people in these music videos were Aboriginal? What would that actually look like?”
The above text is an excerpt.
Read the full feature in VAULT Issue 13.
Image: Object – Vase (2015), Inkjet print on archival Hahnemuhle cotton paper, 100 x 70cm, Edition of 8 + 2AP. Image courtesy of the artist and Andrew Baker Art Dealer and This Is No Fantasy / dianne tanzer gallery.