According to the recent book,The Taj at Apollo Bunder,when Yoko Ono and John Lennon visited India in 1968,they never left their suite,ordering room service through their five-night stay,and not letting a soul in,not even cleaners. Perhaps staying shut in at the hotel was a trial run for the famous bed-ins that followed in Amsterdam and Montreal the next year. That we may never know,but 40 years later,as she arrives for her first art exhibition in India,Ono continues to captivate our imagination.
Her show,Our Beautiful Daughters,is being shown across Delhi. She brings a combination of new and old works and there is a live performance as well. What a vindication for Ono! Nowadays,she is recognised and celebrated as an avant garde artist,a pioneer in her field,but it wasnt always so. Like so many women of her generation and after,Onos identity was subsumed by the more famous man in her life. When John Lennons fans didnt like the direction his music was taking,they blamed her. An easy punching bag,she was so obviously foreign,saddled with the ignominy of being a home wrecker who had taken the adored Lennon away from his legitimate (read: white) family. In 1983,Ono told Lennon biographer Jon Wiener,When John and I were first together he got lots of threatening letters: That Oriental will slit your throat while youre sleeping. The Western hero had been seized by an Eastern demon. It didnt help that her screechy,wailing music,odd films and edgy performance art were so perplexing. Plus,she always looked as though she didnt comb her hair.
For so many,Ono (and Lennon) seemed to capture an era: an experimental counter-culture,manifested to the extreme in all that was ailing the West,especially those foggy,drug-addled years of the 1960s and 70s. Her husbands assassination in 1980 seemed a violent closure to the excesses of those decades,a door slamming shut on the turn on,tune in,drop out generation.
After Lennons death,Ono did not recede into the background. Never far from our collective consciousness,her image lingered in popular culture. Long before the proliferation of celebrity magazines and TV shows,her sightings at Central Parks Strawberry Fields or zipping in and out of the Dakota,her longtime apartment building in the city,made for water-cooler conversation and tabloid blurbs.
Thats mostly because Ono,although a famous widow,continued to make art,putting herself out there,performing for an audience that slowly began to appreciate her. The multidisciplinary artist shes a musician,performer,conceptual artist,film-maker and painter rolled into one refusing to be typecast. John Lennon once called his wife,the worlds most famous unknown artist: everybody knows her name,but nobody knows what she does. Indeed,Ono has been involved with the contemporary art movement since the early 1950s. Born to affluent parents in Japan,she had a privileged upbringing,but suffered deprivations during World War II. A gifted student,she was the first woman admitted to study philosophy at Gakushuin University in Japan in 1952. The following year,she moved to the United States with her parents,enrolled at university but dropped out,choosing instead to hang out in New York City,where she became involved with the avant garde Fluxus movement. She held performance art events at her Tribeca loft. (Even then she was prescient Tribeca went from being a derelict warehousing neighbourhood to one of the hottest real estate pockets in Manhattan in subsequent decades.)
Since those early years in the 50s,Ono has produced a remarkable body of work across different media she has cut over 25 albums and compilations (including those with Lennon),created more than two dozen films,mounted off-Broadway shows and participated in group and solo exhibitions of her art. In 1989,the Whitney Museum in New York mounted a retrospective of her work,and ten years later,she received a Golden Lion award from the Venice Biennale for lifetime achievement. In between,she received honorary doctorates,won other accolades and promoted her political peace messages. In 2010,she became a global ambassador for autism. It is hard to believe that Ono,in her 77th year,is feted and even embraced,considering the infamy bestowed upon her those many moons ago.
Perhaps it is because,even after all these years,she embodies one half of a couple that imagined a world bereft of war,hunger and human suffering. Albert Camus wrote,The opposite of an idealist is too often a man without love. Perhaps thats why Ono,so obviously adored by Lennon,continues to remain one.
The writer is a Mumbai-based journalist