In
the beginning there was a skull – a study of nature made out
of polyester resins. Thanks to the mirrors stuck over it, it reflected
hundreds of lights while spinning around. The project was displayed
at the exhibition titled Hidden Nature that presented the work of
three artists at the flaying Gallery A. R., which was once hosted
by the Academia Theater at Targowa 80. Now, that sculpture object
evoking clear associations of vanitas, has become a art of individual
exposition. That is an object which doesn’t merely say memento
mori, because its discotheque from doesn’t allow for that.
It reminds of death which has become acquainted, death that one
can feel at ease with.
In which direction does it activate our thoughts? It seems to lead
us to a conclusion that three is nothing sacred in this world. The
world, where everything might become an aesthetically presented
product, made just for fun. There is something about it. Certain
consequences of our existence are nothing but a sweet icing, a gold
plating on a bare bone. Yet, at the same time,it is the way the
world has been organized, a sort of a compact that people use to
communicate. This is the way it is supposed to be. However, if someone
is not able to accept these rules, then their personal stories and
genetic predispositions often place them in a spot that we call
“mental illness, or the lack of adjustment”.The rotating
skull is accompanied by moving images of two people. The woman is
caught in the middle of a hasty monologue, which – in its
thesis – assumes that everything is all right. The man is
singing his own poetry. They are the ones who aren’t able
to share the common views on the world and human persona with us
– at lest not now, not at the moment.(...)
The artist perceives certain forms of coexistence as fake and blocking.
The scull, referring to a Warholian, discotheque ball is –
in a way – the sun of the trends dominating in a society of
spectacle, which desires to have fun for any price. It relates to
people who aren’t authentic in their communication, even though
they are living in a world, where every moment is precious. The
world, where the ultimate is hidden underneath is thin layer. At
the same time, while researching the behavior of ill people, showing
their sensitiveness, and by creating a therapeutic, relaxing space
it is raising questions about an individual truth in spite of conventional
reasoning of the world.
Text
by Krzysztof Zwirblis (Translated by Dorota Liliental)
work
in collection of Art Stations Foundation, Poznan, Poland
photo
installation views
