Image 1: “Spirit House Japanese KTV” – Chris Coles
This is a post about German Expressionism and how I see its relationship to the cultural movement known as South East Asia Noir.
I’m not writing as an academic or art historian but as an artist, about what it is I find so interesting and like about the Expressionist vision and how I use it in my own Expressionist-style noir paintings set in South East Asia.
Since I can remember, I’ve always liked Expressionist art and my favorite paintings are pretty much all by the various Expressionists.
Mostly German like George Grosz, Emil Nolde, Otto Dix, Kirchner, Beckmann, Schmidt-Rotluff, Jawlensky but also a few others like Ensor, Schiele and Kokoschka.

Image 2: “Metropolis” – George Grosz
I find Expressionist paintings interesting, the subjects and scenes, the use of strong and often disharmonious colors, distorted images, the use of artificial night-time lighting rather than daytime sunshine and the often rough primitive technique.
Studying Expressionist paintings has been an important and crucial element in shaping my own version of an “Expressionist style”.

Image 3: “Midnite Patpong” – Chris Coles
But the power and reach of the Expressionist vision has never just been about “style” and “technique”. Part of the Expressionist vision’s allure has also been its emphasis on at least some kind of “content”, “story” or “narrative”, its ability to relate in some way, even if indirectly and opaquely, to the social conditions and circumstances of the larger society.
I think it’s interesting that Expressionist art in the 1900 to 1930 or so time frame in Germany blossomed amidst a period of tremendous social change and chaos. During a period when traditional social structures were rapidly disintegrating and in the context of the large-scale slaughter of millions of people that took place in Europe in and around World War One, much of which personally touched and dramatically impacted on the lives of the Expressionist artists themselves.
While these circumstances are not the same as the circumstances in South East Asia over the last fifty years, it seems to me that there are similarities to the often violent transformation and rapid, disruptive changes that have been taking place throughout South East Asia in the last half-century.
Large scale industrialization and infrastructure development, immense capital formation and wealth accumulation, massive population shifts from rural areas to cities, disintegration of traditional social structures and the globalization of millions of previously somewhat isolated people and cultures.
All of this has created consequences, some good some bad, and has often been accompanied by very high level of violence and an immense amount of physical destruction.

Image 5: “Explosion” – George Grosz<
In the 50 year time period 1963 to the present, in Southeast Asia, millions and millions of people have been killed or have died as the result, directly and indirectly, of large-scale organized violence, fraternal, internal and external.
Clearly, there are links between Expressionist art and the social and political circumstances of the Central European world of the early 1900’s within which it was created.
Just as there are links between my own work, as well as the work of other artists, writers, musicians and filmmakers working in present-day Southeast Asia, and the social and political circumstances of the societies in which they live.

Image 6: “Rainbow Agogo” – Chris Coles
That’s not to say, these links between art and the broader society and social structure are necessarily didactic, straight-forward or completely clear. Nor should they be.
But these connections are nevertheless there.
So how does the Expressionist vision I’ve been describing relate to South East Asia Noir, an artistic and cultural movement which includes various writers, musicians, filmmakers and artists who are making use of modern Southeast Asia as a setting for their books, fiction and non-fiction, songs, movies and paintings?
- Writers like Federico Ferrara, the author of the non-fiction book Thailand Unhinged, a brutal analysis of Thailand’s present-day political scene;
- Christopher G. Moore whose Calvino series, especially the one set in early 1990’s Phnom Penh, Zero Hour in Phnom Penh, is pure noir;
- John Burdett and his series of noir detective stories set in South East Asia based around the character of a Thai policeman named Sonchai Jitpleecheep;
- Jake Needham’s various South East Asia-based thrillers;
- Tim Hallinan and his Poke Rafferty series;
- Cleo Odzier’s harrowing Patpong Sisters; or Stephen Leather’s classic noir novel from the Bangkok Night titled Private Dancer;
- The Phnom Penh-based music group KROM and their recent album/CD, Songs from the Noir;
- The original Bangkok Dangerous film by the Pang Brothers and the more recent film True Skin, a short but powerful portrayal of Bangkok in a brutal noir future by the talented young director Stephan Zlotescu;
- Some of the Thai artists like Chatchai Puipia, Vasan Sitthiket and Anupong Chantorn;
- The German photographer Ralf Tooten;
- Nick Nostitz who has done two seminal books of photos and text on the ongoing Thai political battles as well as the brilliant ultra-noir photo essay set in Patpong in the early 1990’s called Patpong: Bangkok’s Twilight Zone;
- And my own paintings, many of which are set in the vast, colorful and often very noir setting of the Bangkok Night.

Image 7: “Songs from the Noir” Album/CD Cover
Image 8 title: “Ratchada Poseidon” – Chris Coles
All of these writers, musicians, filmmakers and artists seem to be drawn to and make use of at least some of the following elements, circumstances, characterizations and ambiance drawn from the noir side of modern Southeast Asia.
A widespread fatalism, a kind of passive acceptance of one’s circumstances, no matter how unjust, unfair and unpleasant those circumstances might be.

Image 9: “Tuk Tuk Guy” – Chris Coles
A resignation in the face of unavoidable Karmic burdens acquired in past lives and deeds, burdens from which there is no escape.
An acceptance of a world and social system where power is often exercised in arbitrary untransparent ways, often in shadows, hidden by darkness, away from sunlight.
A world where endemic corruption is not only considered to be “normal” and “permanent” but even “essential”.
In most of these artistic works, there always seems to be double helpings of Impunity, disenfranchisement, South East Asia Big Men, a complete lack of any meaningful Rule of Law, almost no actual rights inherently belonging to the individual.
Whether property rights, equality under the law, the right to opportunity and social mobility, the right to “civil rights” or “constitutional” rights
Quite the opposite.
Individuals are frequently and arbitrarily subject to state and Big Man violence, selective and biased law enforcement, sometimes even assassination and disappearances.

Image 10: “Hindu goddess Kali” – Chris Coles
In these noir stories, songs, films and paintings, the world of South East Asia is often portrayed as a world in which most of the inhabitants accept their own powerlessness or impotence in the face of arbitrary and unrestrained authority, accept that they have little or no recourse in the face of widespread injustice.
Accept that large and endemic commercial sex as well as illegal drug industries are deeply and permanently embedded in the structure of their societies and that these socially corrosive industries often operate with the complicity and are sometimes even under the control of state authorities as well as the various Big Men.
Accept that, in certain geographic areas, there are organized child or underage sex businesses accompanied by inevitable social impacts and consequences.
Accept that, even in year 2013, there is indentured and sometimes slave labor, ongoing trafficking of men, women, children and babies.
Accept that there is large-scale trafficking of illegal and counterfeit goods, of weapons of all kinds as well as various drugs and narcotics.
That there are and always will be huge disparities in incomes, living standards, asset ownership, etc. etc

Image 11: “Boys Town BKK” – Chris Coles
Altogether, for the various writers, musicians, filmmakers and artists working in Southeast Asia who are inspired by and/or looking for noir subjects and themes, there seems to be no shortage of available material.
Unlike Impressionism which often dealt mainly with sunshine, pretty flowers and the illusion or dream of “happiness”, the Expressionist vision seems to have an ability to incorporate, deal with and process all the noir stuff, the “unhappy” goings-on.
Often with an almost wild enthusiasm, using some form of the rugged, sometimes downright ugly and often impolite or rude Expressionist style, combined with vibrant, off-kilter, even putrid colors and contrast.

Image 12: Bangkok After Hours – Chris Coles
In the early days of the Expressionist movement in Central Europe, many Expressionist paintings were scorned as being way too “ugly”, too disturbing, too disconcerting, and just all around “unpleasant”.
Art critics, government officials and even ordinary people accused the Expressionists of not only being despicable, degenerate and disgusting, but also in desperate need of “drawing lessons”.
But, over time, in some weird almost inexplicable way, these very same “incredibly distasteful, ugly and disturbing” Expressionist paintings, sometimes but not always, become “beautiful”, even “important”, and are now presented to an adoring public in some of the world’s most prestigious museums, bought and sold at auctions for millions of dollars by some of the world’s most cunning billionaires.
No one quite knows why, not even the art historians or famous art critics. It’s kind of a mystery. Maybe it’s some kind of natural and organic cultural cleansing process.
Part of what’s interesting and valuable about art is that it explores and makes accessible areas of our lives, world, feelings and perceptions that might be distasteful, ambiguous, hidden or partially hidden, not easy and, perhaps even impossible, to fully understand.

Image 13: “Fishbowl Ratchada” – Chris Coles
At the end of the day, art provides us with a place where, for a few moments at least, we can put aside our words, daily worries and various “fixed” ideas and viewpoints and absorb the colors and shapes, the relations and possible meanings between all the colors and shapes and, without physical risk or danger, let ourselves be drawn into the world of the painting with our thoughts and feelings free to wander wherever.



Query: Just what is inherently “socially corrosive” in two or more consenting adults engaging in a commercial transaction?
Indeed, I find the state-led, state-originated prohibition of such acts, which force such transactions into the shadow economy that relies on incentivizing state-actors to engage in corruption, to be more socially corrosive by cosmological magnitudes.
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Fair point, Lieij, in favor of legalized prostitution. But I think the point of Coles’ piece is that the various noir writers, artists, musicians, filmmakers, make use of the full spectrum of noir material available to them in SE Asia as material for their various works, including the massive commerical sex and drug industries.
To me, the term “soocially corrosive” would seem to be a reasonably accurate description in regard to the enormous commercial sex and drug cultures present in Bangkok, Phuket, Pattaya, Hat Yai, Ranong. Corrosive to lives of the hundreds of thousands of young sex workers, their children and families. Corrosive to the millions of drug consumers, the low-level distributors. the neighborhoods and districts where drug use is endemic. Corrosive to the structure of the Thai State in terms of the ubiquitous corruption among bureaucrats, army and police officers.
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Chris Coles’ post has all the hallmarks of a self-serving, self-congratulatory navel-gazing think-piece clearly intended to revive a moribund interest in his book of the same name, and to generate some sympathy for this far-fetched idea that his work and the work of others somehow constitutes an expressionist movement unique to Bangkok’s (and by extension, Southeast Asia’s) “underbelly” of vice. There are so many things wrong with this from an intellectual perspective that it is difficult to know where to begin. First, there is something inherently artificial in attempting to broadly fabricate an “artistic” movement of expatriate “artists” (mostly down-on-their luck expatriates who also happen to spend inordinate amounts of time in Bangkok’s brothel districts while scribbling implausible stories on bar napkins), where there simply is none. Coles lumps his own paint-making efforts, the macabre neon results of which are perhaps best-suited for the interior of a carnival funhouse, with the scribbling of typists like Christopher Moore, Stephen Leather, and Jon Burdett, whose collective fictive output is largely unreadable and place an undo strain on wood-pulp processing factories as well as the digital backbone of the Internet. In fact, Stephen Leather has recently taken to giving away digital copies of “erotic” short stories on Amazon with titles like “Banging Bill’s Wife.” The most commercially popular of this sorry lot is Jon Burdett’s series, but even his Bangkok-based stories do little justice to the nuanced reality and cultural complexity of living in a place like Thailand, and they have little to no bearing on Coles’ imagined “noir” movement. What is equally distressing about this whole misguided effort is that the concept of noir, as an extension of the German expressionism that Coles so admires, is essentially being grafted onto one very narrow aspect of Thai urban culture, namely the red-light districts that cater to foreign white men. There is very little of the native Thai voice to be found in his concept of Bangkok noir (or Southeast Asian noir) or whatever; and when Thais do appear, they are merely consigned to cliched roles as prostitutes, drug dealers, or murderers or corrupt public servants. One can try, as Coles does, to will into existence some grand artistic movement until the water buffalo comes home. But if other scholars, writers, art critics, and historians of Southeast Asia are directing their gaze elsewhere, or fail to see any artistic or socially redemptive merit whatever in the examples Coles provides, then the overly ambitious Bangkok noir movement is destined to be consigned to the collective digital shrug of the Internet’s ever-shortening memory.
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Link to photos of Chris Coles NIGHT VISION show Opening night at Meta House/Goethe Institute in Phnom Penh Friday, Feb 22nd:
http://bangkok-noir.blogspot.com/2013/02/photos-from-opening-night-night-visions.html
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Phnom Penh Post piece on Coles Meta House/Goethe Institute show:
http://phnompenhpost.com/2013022161522/Lifestyle/night-vision-gives-view-of-southeast-asian-noir.html
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Three cheers ‘Saphan Loy’. Your critique of the dishwater that some of these wannabes imagine to be art was nicely made. The Bangkok ‘Ho-lit’ you refer to is, indeed, tiresome and inconsequential in the extreme. Even less appealing or readable than a flyer from a Jehovah’s Witness. And as for Coles invoking the German Expressionists and somehow associating his own ‘werke’, or should I say ‘sheisse’, with the likes of Beckman, Grosz et al, words fail me. Give up mate, you just don’t cut it.
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As an academic, I usually do a little research on the writers/authors I might come across. In regard to Saphen Boy, he appears to be a Bangkok nightlife-oriented blogger with a knack for coming up with provocative and catchy subjects and titles in his quest for more hits and hit-based-revenue. Here are a few of the more recent ones:
-Bangkok Buddy and the Sex Doll
-Doom and Gloom and the Sex Trade in Thailand
-Why Stickman No Longer Matters
-Stickman: The Naughty Webmaster for Naughty Boys
-Make a Sexy Time
-Pussy Magic Flower: Roaches, Ladyboys, and the GFE on Khaosan
-Dean Barrett’s Retirement: Whips, Chains, and a Spanking
-Pussy Magic Razorblades
-etc.
He also seems to be obsessed with endlessly harassing certain people, especially one poor soul who he calls Big Baby Kenny.
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Ron, thank you for your willful misreading of my blog. Predictably, your comment betrays an utter impoverishment of research skills, casting doubt on your claim that you are indeed an “academic.” You may want to revisit the “little research” you have done in order to clarify, if only in your own enfeebled mind, what you are attempting to communicate here.
First, mine is but a humble blog. I earn no revenue from it, and am supported by no advertisers, patrons, wealthy benefactors, or foreign governments. My “catchy” titles are evidence of effective writing that attempts to attract readers as well as the web crawling logarithms of the search engine’s indexing function. Should you feel that my writing is deserving of “revenue” I invite you to look into your mostly empty billfold and kindly exercise your likely diminished capacity for charity by making a donation.
Secondly, the “poor soul” you mention is one of your fellow “academics”, Kenneth Ng, Associate Professor of Economics at the California State University at Northridge whose Thai sex blog attracted national media attention in the United States in 2010. In support of your palsied research skills, I direct your attention to the Huffington Post article that discusses this “poor soul’s” work here:
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2010/04/22/kenneth-ng-cal-state-prof_n_547516.html
Finally, I invite you to continue conducting your “academic” research on my blog, and I’m always here to assist you in your struggles with search engines in furtherance of your dubious agenda.
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As one of the down-on-my-luck farang who has also spent much time photographing Bangkok’s underbelly, and who is also mentioned in Chris’ article, i suddenly feel a pressing need to interrupt scanning and photoshopping a few images of katoey i took recently (very considerate for street politics to have taken a brief hiatus recently), so i can express my astonishment over the quite emotional criticism of Chris’s work and the article here.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, as we all know – and i find Chris’s paintings very good, especially his larger acrylics. The choice of colors, the composition, and the rawness of his style communicates something very real to me. Real enough to have one of those acrylics hanging in my house. Interesting enough – his painting does not clash with the Tankas i bought in Tibet 20 years ago – they even complement each other.
But maybe i have spent too much time in Bangkok’s bars and my vision is therefore completely skewed.
I find it quite interesting when critics here spend only very few lines on criticizing things such as visual language, choice of colors, composition etc, but go ballistic on the subject matter Chris and others (including me) chose. According to the critics, the subject matter is narrow, only a tiny section of Bangkok’s life, and therefore completely irrelevant.
Really? Is that so?
Not to me.
But even if that would would the case, i can only say: So what!
But it is not the case. First of all, Bangkok’s underbelly is quite world famous. That fame has not jumped out from the imagination of Farang reporters in need of a good story. While Patpong, Nana, Soi Cowboy and similar may only be a small section – the amount of massage parlours, number hotels and karaoke places in all neighborhoods, from urban to rural, are testimony to the widespread nature of the demimonde in Thailand (sorry, Ministry of Culture…).
Another sad fact of Bangkok has been mentioned – the so called clishee of other aspects of the underbelly: drugs and murders. While the heavily protected expat ghettos of Bangkok may be quite free of those (other than the occasional party with a plate of coke available), normal Thai neighborhoods have all that in abundance.
I have spent years with the Por Tek Tueng – Bangkok’s largest volunteer rescue organization, in many different districts, photographing exactly that clishee. One may criticize me for having gotten a skewed picture as i just concentrated on this aspect.
But as i do live not in Sukhumvit or a walled compound for the rich, but in an ordinary Thai mixed neighborhood, i have regular exposure to the violent nature of Bangkok’s life. This is a neighborhood like many (i know much worse ones). I won’t bore you with too many tales – but hearing gun shots at night is quite regular, one big gun fight took even place directly in front of my house (amazingly nobody was killed or injured during this incident), but i have had several murders in my immediate neighborhood. I even have a bullet hole in my house (i kept the bullet – it landed on the floor after passing through several wooden walls), when a neighbor ran amok and shot wildly in the air.
And lets not talk about drugs – which are everywhere. Police regularly chases and arrests people here.
Back to “Art”.
Given the enormous exposure to the demimonde – i have always found it very astonishing how little creative work is based on this. A huge disparity when compared to the decades of international journalistic work, some better, some less so. Thai local journalism though revels in reporting in the aspects of life, if you have a look at crime shows on TV, and the articles of night reporters of the newspapers.
But creative work? Even when it exists – it gets blocked at every possibility. When i was part of the ‘Foreign Familiar’ group exhibition with an extract of my night work – it took nearly a year of heavy negotiations with the organizers, sponsors and the Bangkok Art and Culture Center to allow my already heavily self-censored photos to be shown. It can’t have been the quality of my work (i like to imagine), as the project has been found already worthy enough to be exhibited during the 2006 Noorderlicht festival.
While there may not be too many people using the subject matter of Bangkok’s underbelly as a creative inspiration – there are some. Chris Moore’s novels may be placed in the genre of Pulp – but what does that say? Many of the Pulp authors of earlier eras are now cult.
Lets also not forget Bangkok based Oli Pin Fat photographing his own demons – to add another name here.
Toulouse Lautrec lived in a brothel, Brassai photographed the demimonde of Paris in the 20′s, Berlin in the 20′s was a cess pool of sex, drugs and violence until Hitler declared that all those paintings that were inspired by this life were “Degenerate Art”, ugly and to be prohibited.
Well, i like Chris Coles’ ugly paintings. But i guess i am slightly degenerate…
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Thank you Nick.
That was the most simple and most powerful post I have ever read.
It does seem that the human beings are endowed with not enough sense and knowledge to be able to get what they want- usually shiny buildings preferably made of glass and bright lights of any source and opulence and comfort of one’s desire- without the ability to get it without disadvantaging one other human being (blithe exploitation)or many and worse, being able to admit that fact freely.
So, not a lot of people will agree with you or approve this post or Chris Coles’ “Noirs” preferring denial.
Fact is, all these so-called “developments” are accompanied by parallel exploitation of other human beings which people take pains to ignore or treat it as an “exception” just like all violent killers are always labelled “mentally unsound” to dissociate those from the “decent” society covering up the innate cowardice of the society.
In Burma now, we are rushing headlong exactly to be like in your neighbourhood. Only we will get there more quickly and violently like the Sicilians who took a tenth of the time of the Italians to get to killing. lynching Mafioso status in good,old New York.
Saddest thing is Burma is still at a stage that infernal fate could be averted. But not to be!
For covet-ting the “advanced” world incessantly promoted in these columns and everywhere by all “advanced” people and journalists, Chris Coles will soon have a great field day of “Rangoon Noir”, the mother of all “Noirs”.
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It is interesting how offended and even outraged some people get with Coles paintings of the noir side of modern SE Asia. Yet without incorporating and understanding the immense amount of noir in today’s SE Asia, how can any one possibly comprehend what’s actually there.
The TAT version of Thailand and SE Asia – serenity, tranquility, beautiful temples, orange-robed monks, lovely beaches, sunsets, happy “Sufficiency Economy” peasants, benevolent Buddhist rulers, a Land of Smiles, while perhaps a more pleasant and agreeable version of SE Asia, is actually extremely misleading, and in fact an almost complete deception. Sort of like Normal Rockwell or Thomas Kincade paintings.
Personally, whether I’m a fan of Coles painting style, the distortion and wild use of unrealistic, or not, it does seem to me that his vision and version of today’s SE Asia, while perhaps provocative, is far more interesting and connected to what is actually there than most others.
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LOL!!! MOVE…ON. ONE MAN’S TRASH IS ANOTHER MAN’S TREASURE.
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In terms of Coles paintings and German Expressionism, I came across the Emil Nolde paintings in the link below, some of which depict Berlin nightlife in the early 1900′s. There definitely seems to be similarities in choice of subject, the use of unrealistic colour and distortion.
http://s77.n15.n84.n66.static.myhostcenter.com/art_20th_century/nolde2.html
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