conceptual art online conceptual art online conceptual art online conceptual art online conceptual art online conceptual art online conceptual art online conceptual art online conceptual art online
artists
discourse
contact
links


¨Back to Discourse
¨Last page of Votive
¨Introduction
¨Incisions and Excesses - Kyla MacFarlane
¨Phenomenon at Ballinspittle - Ian Breakwell
¨In Parenthesis - Wall text from the installation 'In Parenthesis'
¨Unreasonable Passion - Mark Jackson
¨Artists
¨Writers
¨Acknowledgements

 

Phenomenon at Ballinspittle

Ian Breakwell

God, as well as having human mouthpieces transmit His voice from pulpits, on street corners, on radio and television, also seemingly communicates through dummies: usually weeping, bleeding, nodding, swaying or in other ways animated statues.
A statue I know well is that of the Virgin Mary in a roadside grotto at Ballinspittle in County Cork, Ireland. In the summer of 1984 I had been preparing to have myself photographed for the holiday snaps in a compromising position with the statue, before having to prematurely abandon my little jape because of the arrival of a coach-load of nuns. The fact that I did not interfere with the figure at all absolves me from any connection with what happened next, which was that in 1985 the statue began, according to local people, to move.

The first sighting of the Ballinspittle phenomenon came on the evening of Monday July 22, when two women who were praying in front of the shrine, which is an approximation of the one at Lourdes, noticed a movement of the head of the illuminated statue. Word spread rapidly around the village and 11 more people claimed to have seen the statue move during the same night. The following evening at 10 pm a large group assembled at the site, some of whom saw the movement, while others did not. By the weekend 15,000 pilgrims had gathered at the shrine and the lanes were blocked with traffic for miles around.

A succession of visitors to Ballinspittle, none of whom wished to be named, described the phenomenon to the local newspaper. A swaying of the statue’s head from side to side then changed to a forward movement of the whole figure, as if shuddering in an earth tremor, which gave the impression that it was going to fall. There were no discernible life-like movements of parts of the figure of the Virgin, and some onlookers’ accounts of seeing her skirt blow up were dismissed as mass hysteria.

A husband maintained that he “absolutely” saw the statue move, while his wife who accompanied him saw nothing but nevertheless believed that something was happening even though she could not see it. The husband asked, “If it’s an optical illusion why isn’t everybody seeing it?” He went on to stress that he was not a religious fanatic but had experienced a “presence” at the grotto, and believed that he had witnessed, during a period of 10 minutes, the transfiguration of the face of Our Lady into the image of the Sacred Heart. Another interpretation, widely held, was that the movement indicated a message from Our Lady for a revival of the Family Rosary. Phenomena are contagious, especially those with the potential for drawing 15,000 people to a nondescript village previously unvisited by tourists, and soon statues began to move all over Ireland. Many were perceived to display lifelike movements of limbs; one man reported the Virgin Mary waving passengers goodbye as they left Limerick bus station. Once the threshold of absurdity had been crossed, the story ran its course and eventually even Ballinspittle returned to sleepy anonymity and its statue to dignified stillness.

The Ballinspittle episode reveals some pointers to the nature of illusion and the attendant suspension of disbelief, which in a religious context can be called faith.

The fact that some people saw the statue’s movement, while others at the same moment did not, could be partly explained by varied quality of eyesight or viewpoint, but casts doubt on the most obvious physical cause of the apparition: tremor of the earth due to local subsidence, which ought to have been apparent to all.

Yet, think of the times when you have said to someone, “Look, look!” and they say, “What? Where?” They don’t see it, yet to you it is obvious. Or you say something you think is perfectly clear and it is met with incomprehension, or misinterpreted, then further distorted by retelling like Chinese whispers. To a degree, we see what we want to see and hear what we want to hear, within the parameters of what we are cognitively capable.

Whatever the cause, something made people in Ballinspittle bear witness to a phenomenon, and the degree to which they perceived it probably depended on their willingness to do so. P.T. Barnum’s famous dictum that “You can fool all of the people some of the time, and some of the people all of the time, but you can’t fool all of the people all of the time” is, like most clichés, demonstrably true.

Consequent interpretation of perceived phenomena has to be considered within a wider social context. Ballinspittle was a small village in an undeveloped rural community which, by the mid 1980s, was on the verge of radical change. Eager participation in the European Union would bring an influx of funding which halted the seemingly endless emigration, creating countless public works and job creation schemes, bringing in their wake private corporate investment which eventually would result in a Celtic Tiger boom economy and a rapid escalation of the nation’s monetary standard of living.

Ian Breakwell
Phenomenon at Ballinspittle, 2001
Courtesy of the artist
and Anthony Reynolds Gallery, London

click on image to enlarge

This capitalist flux would also help kick-start the gradual secularisation of a previously theocratic state, aided by a lessening of belief in papal infallibility as the initially adulated Pope John Paul II came to be revealed as an ultra-conservative dogmatist who was unsympathetic to increasing demands for relaxation of Ireland’s draconian divorce, contraception and abortion laws. The Pope’s human dummies, the priests, nuns and teaching brothers, were in turn to be exposed in an unending succession of highly publicised court cases as variously venal, sadistic and sexually abusive tyrants. The whole religious fabric of a previously unquestioning and quiescent society began to erode.

Even for those members of Irish society who had been in the forefront of dissension, questioning and alternative thinking-the writers, artists, political activists and social campaigners-the rapid rate of change would be bewildering. For Mr. and Mrs. Average in villages like Ballinspittle there would have been apprehension of potential upheaval, and those people understandably looked for a signal, a direction, a sign.

An old friend of mine from County Cork, a pillar of the local community in his village, put it succinctly when he said: “I don’t care if it’s an optical illusion or not. I think that, in the times we live in, to see 15,000 people gather together in a field to express their faith is a wonderful phenomenon in itself.”

Postscript

In 1988, the composer Ron Geesin and I made the first version of what would later develop into Auditorium, our large-screen video projection work with multi-phonic sound.

The prototype version, for the Edge ’88 Festival in London, used comparatively unsophisticated technical means. I entirely blackened out my studio and converted it into a small theatre with rows of seats, in which live audiences sat initially in pitch darkness. Through hidden speakers came Ron’s soundtrack of another audience assembling, taking seats, coughing and chattering until, cued by a pit orchestra, eventually reacting to an unseen performance. During this soundscape, the end wall of the studio, framed by a proscenium arch, was gradually illuminated by a row of progressively brightening theatre footlights, which revealed rows of white, lifesize faces, reverse painted out of a black background. The live audience stared back, as in a mirror, at a painted audience, and as the luminosity of the footlights intensified then prolonged staring produced the illusion that the disembodied painted faces were moving in space: sideways, up and down, back and forth.

I operated the light and sound equipment from behind a false wall, and afterwards would often talk to visitors to the installation, who included many different nationalities. After one performance a man with an Irish accent came up to me and inquired: “Tell me, have you ever been to a place called Ballinspittle?”

 

Close-up of statue at Ballinspittle
Photo: Southern Star, July 1985
Ian Breakwell and Ron Geesin Auditorium
Edge Festival, London, 1988

 

click on images to enlarge

back to the top

¨Next page of Votive

 

 

 

 

artists | discourse | links | contact