“We All Might Be Living in an Infinite Hologram”: the right title to kick-off weekend reads http://ow.ly/EHUhL
Blasting Growlers gig yesterday at An Club, Athens
Lorna Simpson exposition at Haus der Kunst in Munich: brilliant, unsettling but tender, provoking and welcoming at the same time. Simpson’s work, with its continous play between the viewer/artist and the identities that define them, is quickly stirring up familiar but long-forgotten sentiments and thoughts. Discounting one’s own memory is usually the norm.
Memory and loss, distance and proximity, questioning the border of unspoken identity features: some of Simpon’s themes as she weaves her stories out of scattered texts which are briefly and continuously defined by the gaps between the images surrounding them.
The great -as usual- HdK curators gave the material the space and light it deserved. Walls have ears, they say and in this case the walls were there to listen to a visitor’s own stories each time she bent forward following some well-planned added detail on a huge felt canvas, only to echo back their interpretations each time she stepped backwards from a wisely misaligned collection of smaller frames.
When conscious subtleness is paired with honest clarity, as in Simpson’s case, the result is power in its finest form.