Olav Westphalen on the Death of Civilization and the need for palliative care

Olav Westphalen - Palliative turn

Olav Westphalen is an artist as well as a professor of art, cartoonist, and comedian. We talk about an ongoing project of his to confront death that resonated with me and made me curious. För att NJUTA AV AVSNITTET KLICKA HÄR!

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Palliative Turn

Olav Westphalen is an artist, a professor of art and a comedian. He has visited this podcast before when we talked about Dysfunctional Comedy

He was also a witness in my defense at the trial against me. I would say his testimony was integral to our victory and thus pushed Swedish freedom of speech those few inches closer to, well, freedom of speech.

I don’t know if Olav Westphalen is a climate activist or making fun of climate activism in his own kind of way? But I do like the project. I believe that they are a movement who needs to accept the inevitable. As a species we have been doing science for about 500 years. We’ve known we affect nature for at least 200 years. The question becomes what you do about it and I, myself, is clearly in the build nuclear plants to take us to fusion plants and lets colonize space camp. It might be a hopeless endeavor but isn’t in a sense all of life’s ambition to survive thus? Since either you fail and is wiped out as a species or you evolve and become something else. On a long enough timeline that is. Because that’s what I’ve always thought it came down to. Survival of the species. And, of course, to beat the jellyfish. You don’t want to loose against a species that hasn’t even bothered to develop a brain now do you?

When we meet, he hands me a booklet Titled simply “Sensitivity training”. It’s from his show at the  25th Gabrovo Biennial of Humour & Satire. He knows full well this podcasts motto is “YOUR FEELINGS ARE HURTING MY THOUGHTS!” – I’m not joking – I sell T-shirts and mugs based on that concept. You can buy them at aronflam.com/merchandise

It is things like these that make me look for the joke in what he does and that is why I wanted to know more about his project the Palliative turn, which seems to be about confronting not only your own mortality but the inevitable end of your civilization. I also thought it would be a fitting start to this coming season of DECONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISM as Sweden prepares for elections.

Olav writes this about the Palliative turn:

”Olav Westphalen

Welcome to the Palliative Turn – A Proposal for Contemporary Art

You will die and so will I. That much we know. What’s new is that there may be nobody around to pick up where we left off. Nobody to tend to our graves and tell the stories of our lives.

The steam engine was invented barely 300 years ago. If humans stopped burning coal, gas, oil today and no cow ever farted again, it would still take between 100.000 and 400.000 years for the earth’s climate to cool down to pre-industrial levels. This calculation brings home the overwhelming scope and near-geological time frame of our problems. More than half of the greenhouse gasses present today, have been added to the planet’s atmosphere since the year 2000.

For about a decade, I have been facilitating a dialogue between artists and climate scientists working at the Swedish Polar Research Station. The question the participating artists have been asked by the natural scientists with ever-increasing urgency is how they can communicate their knowledge of the imminent catastrophe we are facing in ways that have an impact. Might there be another narrative, different from the ones we have been using—something beyond skinny polar bears, collapsing ice shelves, and the frail, blue marble—that could mobilize populations and politicians to finally act? Art, the scientists are hoping, may be able to create the necessary affect that scientific information clearly doesn’t achieve.


A recent cancer treatment suddenly and unexpectedly forced me to consider death in concrete and personal terms. Along the way, I met a large number of health care professionals and fellow patients whose pragmatism and kindness under difficult conditions were incredible. Against this backdrop, much of contemporary art – no matter how well-intended – felt irrelevant. In a coincidental development, the cartoonist Marcus Weimer and I were commissioned by the German Association for Palliative Medicine  to provide a “humor concept” for the international convention they were organizing for September 2020. They  have been considering how humor could benefit palliative medicine and care; not just in the form of hospital clowns, but rather as an overall shift in attitude toward death, which is not only tragic but also grotesque, and therefore potentially funny. The convention, whose title translates as “Controversies at Life’s End,” focused primarily on the contrasting strategies of assisted suicide, on the one hand, and palliative care for the dying, on the other. It was a nuanced debate well above our cartoonists’ heads. What struck me most was how much of palliative thinking is about the value of life, the pleasure of being alive even on the last lap. There were stories of ingenious hospital staff deep-freezing liquor to put tiny bits of ice into a patient’s mouth, allowing her to taste her favorite whisky when she was no longer able to swallow, and the Mother Superior at a Catholic hospice who, against all her beliefs, hired a prostitute to spend time with a seventeen-year-old who didn’t want to die without having had sex. Palliative care is not only about mitigating suffering; it is at least as much about affirming the value of life, and specifically of the individual life that is about to end. It honors the richness of sensory experience until the very end.


At some point, it occurred to me that the Swedish climate scientists may have been posing the wrong question to us artists. Cultural narratives, art works, films, and books that try to mobilize and usher in change are aplenty. Many of them are smart, sensitive, beautiful. But they are generally based on the assumption that somehow—through education, information, reason, technology, or political action—we can solve our problems. What if this assumption about our capacity for fixing things were just another facet of our hubris, of the self-aggrandizing exceptionalism that got us into trouble in the first place? What if our ambition to control and manage not just our own lives but now even the planetary climate  were just the latest symptom of what has been wrong all along? And, finally, could acceptance of our predicament, of the impending end of – at the very least – this type of civilization and learning how to die well be a first step toward learning how to live better? Living better, one would hope, might imply a less destructive presence. (This is, ironically, where hubris can sneak in again.)

Much contemporary art up to now (and I include my own efforts here) has derived its legitimation from some, however vaguely implied, claim to making things better. It can thus be described as curative art, or at least as art with a curative presumption. What if artists started from the opposite end, by acknowledging that things, cultures, individuals will go under, and that art cannot change this? In this light, what kind of art or culture do we want to make and experience? Art commonly projects itself into the future and derives its significance from this self-ascribed historical agency. What if we took that future out of the equation?


Between waves of the coronavirus pandemic, a group of the palliatively curious—individuals interested in reimagining the role of art and artists in relation to collapse, finality, and death rather than to an idealist framework of history and progress—gathered in Berlin for an informal symposium.[1] Over the course of four days, participants tried to sketch out in a series of talks, experiments, and performances a general concept of what art after the palliative turn might look like, and which aspects of palliative care could be transferred to art. It was the first step in an open-ended cooperation, dedicated to the advancement and communication of the Palliative Turn.

In a subsequent step, the participants became the founding members of APT, the Association for the Palliative Turn, which is now exploring a range of possible activities, including the development of a rating and certification system for Palliativity in Art (how palliative is it?); Palliative Turn Counselling for artists, cultural institutions, dealers, collectors, and others; and the cultivation of Palliative Comedy. Palliative care has some useful models to offer. The “total pain” concept, for example, looks at painfrom all aspects of life: physical, psychological, social, and spiritual. Social and spiritual death often precede physical death, but are easily overlooked.

Another tool is a model that distinguishes between anticipatory grief, the grief of dying , and survivors’ grief. Anticipatory grief occurs before death (or another great loss), in contrast to conventional, or survivors’ grief is experienced jointly by the dying, their families and friends, and even the care staff.  In addition to sadness about the impending death, anticipatory grief has many other aspects, including anguish over the loss of companionship, changing roles in the family, financial upheaval, and the demise of unrealized dreams. APT operates from the understanding that humanity has collectively entered this phase of anticipatory grief. As we face the end of civilization as we know it, each of us is patient and caretaker and  soon-to-be bereaved at the same time.

In the case of the frustrations expressed by the Swedish climate researchers, a first and admittedly modest contribution by APT could be the application of the concepts of anticipatory grief and total pain to debates around climate change. It might allow us a collective understanding of the layers of pain and the types of death we are all experiencing. In this way, we can begin to see even climate change deniers and profiteers not as greedy cynics or as scientifically ignorant dunces, but instead as patient-caretakers, or family members who are entering that confusing, frightening period before the end. A period that, as palliative care shows, can be a time of insight, growth and deep enjoyment of everything that still is. APT proposes that we not waste this time on nail biting, name calling, and holy hatred, but rather use it for a blossoming of culture and compassion, a time of authentic bliss and laughter flanked by sincere sadness—a time that would be remembered as golden and wise, were anyone still around to remember it.

[1] The participants in AFASIOTOPIA (A Foundational and Speculative Invocation of the Palliative Turn in Art) included artists Simon Blanck, Kasia Fudakowski, Nina Katchadourian, Dafna Maimon and myself; comedian John Luke Roberts; kinesiologist Annemarie Goldschmidt; and art critic and philosopher Lars-Erik Hjertström Lappalainen. External input, both before and during the symposium, came from climate scientist Keith Larson; palliative care expert Lydia Röder; Pia Kristoffersson, a former curator of contemporary art, now a mortician; funeral director Stephan Hadraschek; and various members of the German Association for Palliative Medicine.”

With those words I present Olav Westphalen. Enjoy!

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