Michael Tedja

I have always seen art as a family related concept. When I read a good book or saw a strong painting by someone I didn’t know, it felt like someone from the family to me. The poet Shrinivási was in my immediate family through my father’s side. But whether the poet Edgar Cairo was family related, I do not know. My grandfather on my mother’s side was called Adolf Cairo. The curator Okwui Enwezor was originally a poet. Was he family? I want to explore these personal and universal questions.