Everything that gathers blows away – EXHIBITION
TEXHIBITION ALERT!
EVERYTHING THAT GATHERS BLOWS AWAY
Baxter Street – Camera Club of New York
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FEATURED ARTISTS:
ESTHER BOESCHE, ANTHONY HAMBOUSSI, RANIA KHALIL, IZABELA JURCEWICZ, WAYNE LIU, TAMALYN MILLER, THERESA ORTOLANI, ABIGAIL SIMON, HANNA SOLIN, ANDREW SPANO, STEPHEN SPERA, MARINA ZURKOW
Embedded in each cultural construction there is a forlorn hope: a hope that the imposition of systems will make meaning, or lead to change, to order, …. but order is cosmically speaking, a symptom of decay. Curation, a gesture of assemblage, is an attempt to construct an argument from different languages. It is a way of making a case for a truth, but truth is unstable…it is subject to context, and shows up differently in different lights.
Each object we touch has the potential to function as a time machine. It is a translation device that makes a bridge between the experience of the host (artist) and guest (viewer). Each of us is the carrier of a unique distillation of our collective historical experience(s). We are all carriers of the same virus, but it isn’t (only) language, as Derrida famously said…it is also history.
The artists in this show explore the collision of personal and political, social and spiritual systems, regimes of capitalism and desire. They speak from across the globe in a cacophony of media. Where do their narratives converge? Each in their own way attempts to think the unthinkable: a future that is unimaginably alien, a present tense that is mysterious and unknowable, or heal a past full of wounds and loss. What does it mean for the world as we know it to come to an end? And doesn’t that take place, in ways large and small, for all of us, every day?
There is a saying: Kali, the Hindu goddess of change, is terrifying to those that fear her, but beautiful to those who embrace her.
Please join us as we try and hold a thought in our memory for the brief moment it takes to share it, before it shifts, and fades, before it is no longer true, before the summer falls away and falls apart. All that remains to us is now—-which does not in fact remain at all.
Curated by Abigail Simon , July 2016