U WIRU NA KAŁU
exhibition at TRAFO, 2023
made for Trafostacja Sztuki w Szczecinie (PL)
curator: Andrzej Wasilewski
coordinator: Anna Sienkiewicz
exhibition dates: 19/08/2023 -- 23/09/2023
In a place far, far away, in the boonies, in the shithole of the world, ominous things happen. Initially disregarded, flat and indistinct, fear emerges from beyond everyday life bubbles. Hidden in the shadows, it reveals itself with the falling darkness to become more and more tangible, and to paradoxically concretize its shape.
Sharp wire, rusty fence, some old boards, Polish – and not only – pulp, crumpled foil, randomly scattered objects of unknown origin, hum, whistle, clatter, and finally non-relaxing, monotonous noise – all these elements become deterrents in the multithreaded composition of odren alina and alex libertad. The audio-visuality constructed by the artistic duo emits a scent – extracted – devoid of its source, it abstracts itself, evoking surprising associative afterimages.
Decaying traits of oppression and gargantuan absorption appear as the remorse of the participants of Marco Ferreri’s The Grand Bouffe – to die by gluttony or put the barrel of an AK47 to your head. U VIRU NA KAŁU does not allow much room for manoeuvre. The decision to make an accusatory gesture is the only way to stay in the Temporary Autonomous Zone. Pulsating traumas of experience resonate like the heaviest dark industrial, shouted out by the legendary Genesis P-Orridge.
To quote Hakim Bey: “(…) we must realize (make real) the moments and spaces in which freedom is not only possible but actual. We must know in what ways we are genuinely oppressed, and also in what ways we are self- repressed or ensnared in a fantasy in which ideas oppress us.” (Autonomedia, 1991)
Taking up the topic of systemic regulation of the world, odren alina and alex libertad are disappointed by the star-like glowing lights, far beyond the horizon of the place where the devil says goodnight. They already know that the enchanting blaze of brilliance is reflected in the senseless machine sweating in its efforts to produce infinite amounts of unnecessary objects, ideas and activities.
The shithole of the world is not a place, it is in us. Everywhere and nowhere.
text prepared by Andrzej Wasilewski aka Neuromonter
works
Scarecrows for Scares
- 1. the rusty fence (a rusty fence)
- 2. jacuzzi (PVC sewage pipe, corrugated pipe, insulating tape, used engine oil, an aquarium)
- 3. sleepknot (wood, plywood, cables, nails, pot, electric motors, piezo)
- 4. noise-makers (3 x speakers)
- 5. the gallows (wood, barbed wire, cables, an engine, a broken mirror, wire)
- 6. spinner (wood, floor panel, energy drink can, an engine, light bulb, screws)
- 7. spinning (wood, black paint, engine, light bulb, broken mirror)
- 8. whale (wood, a motor, wire, steel mesh, insulating tape, an elastic cord)
- 9. laser projector wood, a speaker, lasers, a broken mirror, a rubber membrane - balloon)
- 10. mill (wood, steel mesh, 2 cans, a motor, artificial glitter nail)
Crystals of time
copper sulfate crystals, "Venetian mirror" film, light bulb, motion sensors, aquarium
Shitburger
Karo’s dog’s hard feces, moldy rolls
Cok
moldy bread, fly eggs, fly
MOLD POWER
moldy bread, fruitfly eggs
No to war! Yes to war!
Why talk to war at all? Does war offer or ask about anything?
Fuck the war! Heart for war!
War can take a lot but gives nothing in return.
Death for war? Life for war?
Mold for war!
