‘They exist in the paint’: Lynette Yiadom-Boakye’s portraits of imagined people

Lynette Yiadom-Boakye works alone, she is a portraitist but not of real people – instead she paints figments of her imagination, writes Siddhartha Mitter

‘A Passion Like No Other’ (2012) is among the paintings included in the Fly In League With The Night exhibition at Tate Britain until 9 May 2021 (Getty)

British artist Lynette Yiadom-Boakye is a committed painter of people. Every piece she shows is, on first impression, a portrait – a careful study of one person, or, at most, a small group, with little to distract from their presence and force.

Yet whenever she starts work, in her east London studio, she is alone. Her subjects are not living individuals, but characters sprung from her mind.

For several years, Yiadom-Boakye says in a recent video call, one recurring figure in particular appeared to her when she began a new set of paintings, as if demanding to be put on canvas.

It was a young man, seated, wearing a white top, with a kind of sardonic air. His identity was unimportant, she says: the point was his attitude, as if he were expressing back to the painter an energy essential to her creative process.

“It helped me to have that figure on the wall as a reminder,” she says. “There was a defiance, a very particular look that was almost like a guiding light.”

Fictions are freeing for Yiadom-Boakye, 43, whose first career-spanning survey, Fly in League With the Night, runs through May 9 2021 at Tate Britain (though the museum is closed because of the pandemic). The exhibition features over 80 works going back to 2003, the year she graduated with a Master of Fine Arts degree from the Royal Academy Schools in London. Since then, she has worked in a steadfast genre that she mapped and continues to deepen.

Though inspired by her memories and the sketches, photographs and magazine cuttings in her scrapbook, her characters are not composites, but rather creations in the moment. She does not draw them in advance, and their traits become clear as she works.

All of them are black. It is tempting to read them as black British, like the artist, whose parents arrived from Ghana in the 1960s, but that would be presuming. The costumes she gives them – a flared collar, a dress with a ruff – elude locations or precise time periods; the background is usually neutral, often dark. At most there is the hint of an interior, such as a sofa’s upholstery, or a suggested landscape.

‘Wrist Action’ and ‘Bound over to Keep the Faith’ (both 2010) (Getty)

There may be some clues: three young men, wearing leggings, conversing, as a fourth stretches, apparently in a dance studio; two gentlemen in suits, clinking flutes of champagne. But Yiadom-Boakye leaves her characters open to the viewer’s interpretation. (Her titles – like Tie the Temptress to the Trojan or In Lieu of Keen Virtue – are enigmatic, as well.)

The figures are moods manifested. Sometimes, they communicate conviviality, sometimes repose – but most often, the tone is of contemplation, in many fine nuances.

“They’re kind of just who they are,” she says. “They exist in the paint.”

When Yiadom-Boakye was forging her practice, in the early 2000s, figuration – indeed painting in general – was not particularly in style. Two decades later, it’s back: market and museum interest in black contemporary artists has expanded vastly, and black portraiture, both from the present and in art history, is a major international research topic and curatorial focus.

I wasn’t doing perhaps what they would have liked me to do, or saying what they would have liked me to say

Yiadom-Boakye’s own recognition has grown along the way. She was a finalist for the Turner Prize, in 2013. Her US introduction came with Flow, a noted 2008 group exhibition at the Studio Museum in Harlem, and a solo show there in 2010. She had an exhibition at the New Museum in 2017, and she won the 2018 Carnegie Prize.

Yet she has kept a remove from trends, blending her own personal mix. Her seemingly traditional approach – her commitment to oil; her comfort with engaging the European lineage, from Goya to Degas to the British post-impressionist Walter Sickert – is itself a kind of trompe l’oeil, serving the liberating purpose of painting black subjects according purely to her own imagination.

“She is highly regarded but not part of a clique or group at all,” says Andrea Schlieker, Tate Britain’s director of exhibitions and curator of the survey show. “She’s always done her own thing.”

Yiadom-Boakye grew up in south London, daughter of two nurses. Her commitment to art formed early; she credits high school art teachers who were passionate and rigorous. Still, she says, she would likely have chosen a different path had Britain’s introduction of fees for public universities, in 1998, come earlier: hers was the last year of free tuition.

‘The Ventricular’ (2018) (Getty)

“I couldn’t have gone to art school if I’d had to pay,” she says. “It would have felt like too much of a crazy risk, and I’d have been financially too anxious to embark on that.”

At college, she spent one year at the storied Central Saint Martins school, where the anti-painting climate proved annoying, she says. “I didn’t like being told that something was invalid before I’d even tried it,” she explains. “That goes for anything, not just painting.”

She left to enrol at the Falmouth School of Art, 300 miles away, in Cornwall, and was refreshed, she says, by its distance from London and a more open, practical academic atmosphere.

She returned to the capital after graduation, with growing confidence in setting her own path – and sensing, she says, that her background as a black, middle class daughter of immigrants would make her an outlier in London art circles, regardless of her aesthetic choices.

“I wasn’t doing perhaps what they would have liked me to do, or saying what they would have liked me to say, and it didn’t really matter,” she says. “Because, in so many ways, I was an anomaly.”

‘A Bounty Left Unpaid’ (2010) and ‘Sam, Cadiz (2009) (Getty)

Though she established her method early, Yiadom-Boakye’s style has progressed through stages, whose full scope is apparent for the first time in the Tate exhibition and its catalogue.

Early pieces, from 2003 to roughly 2008, demonstrate some of her signature touches: figures in three-quarter length in shades of a single colour, some seeming to emerge ethereally from the night, or others whose energy concentrates in the glint in their eyes.

Missing, however, is the elegant calm that inhabits her later paintings. Those early works, she says, carried “something frantic and anxious”.

“Going from the sense of trying to illustrate an idea, to allowing the paint to bring something to life, or thinking about painting as a language in itself – that was the major shift,” she says.

Being of her own creation, they are like a host of arm’s-length alter egos, each unique, but some linked by expression, by a colour or composition detail

That inflection came around 2009, she says, thanks, in part, to a residency in Marseille. There, her studio window overlooked train tracks and walls festooned with graffiti that shone in the Mediterranean light. She had so little money then, she recalls, that she couldn’t afford painting materials, and instead spent the period drawing in oil stick, methodically.

“Having to slow down like that was really liberating,” she says. “When I came back, the paintings were thinking about light and colour much more effectively.”

Yiadom-Boakye’s star was rising at the time. In 2008, influential curator Okwui Enwezor included her in the Gwangju Biennale; in New York City, Enwezor spoke highly of her to gallerist Jack Shainman, who had fallen for her work at the Studio Museum.

“It wasn’t a question: I wanted to work with her,” says Shainman, who presented her first New York gallery show in 2010. Of Enwezor, who died last year, he says, “Okwui always talked so much about the humanity in her paintings.”

Lynette Yiadom-Boakye with her Visual Art award at the South Bank Sky Arts Awards at London’s Savoy Hotel, on 5 June 2016 (Getty)

Like her characters, Yiadom-Boakye errs on the side of discretion. She works alone, keeping her studio space sacred. In the interview, she spoke of a taste for mystery novels, and she is a writer herself, of poetry and short stories with oblique, fablelike touches. And while her firm focus on black figures could be seen as political at a time when racial representation in art is undergoing a major reassessment, Yiadom-Boakye tends to refrain from announcements about identity and belonging.

In 2019, however, Yiadom-Boakye participated in the inaugural Ghana Pavilion at the Venice Biennale – a blockbuster production including works by artist Ibrahim Mahama, Ghanaian British filmmaker John Akomfrah and more, in a structure designed by the architect David Adjaye.

“It was a very beautiful thing to do,” she says. Her roots, she says, transmitted by her parents’ ethos, “have always been in the work, even though there aren’t Ghanaian flags or monuments in the back”. Last Christmas, she was thrilled to make her first trip back in years, noting wryly that she might have stayed to wait out the pandemic there, had she anticipated it.

She demurs from placing herself in a specifically British artistic lineage, but Schlieker, the curator, says the Tate Britain survey makes a statement. “It’s particularly important to see Lynette’s work in the context of a collection,” Schlieker says. “And our collection stretches across 500 years of British art” – with few black figures, or artists, in the canon.

In Yiadom-Boakye’s ensemble of characters, however, there reigns a serenity, too self-composed to be ruffled by representation battles.

Being of her own creation, they are like a host of arm’s-length alter egos, each unique, but some linked by expression, by a colour or composition detail.

As for the man in white with the sardonic air, he hasn’t appeared lately, though Yiadom-Boakye says she has no doubt he would show up eventually in some form.

“I think he’s been replaced, but I’m not sure with whom,” she says. “I think I’ve made new friends.”

Fly in League With the Night is at Tate Britain, in London, until 9 May 2021; tate.org.uk

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