Deep pockets of myself have been accessed and opened up over the last two days. Today we went to the Giardini part of the Biennale. I felt rather removed and comfortable at an arm’s length distance from most of the exhibits until we stepped into the Israel exhibit by artist Gilad Ratman. He had the artists participating in his exhibition dig under ground working their way to the exhibition site where they broke through the floor and emerged to create head sculptures made of clay. They inserted microphones into the heads and then recorded sounds made by their voices. These sounds were guttural, primordial and came from the very bowels of their selves and the earth they just crawled, scraped, and dug their way through.
The sounds broke through my distance and struck my core. What emerged is yet to be seen but it felt real, visceral and raw…it pushed it’s way into pockets of earth inside me, dug roots into places that have never seen light. May my images here transport you to just a small part of what I have experienced.
Guo Fengyi “I draw because I don’t know- I draw in order to know.”
Mise-en-scene “Giving form to the instability of feelings and their impermanence.”
Thierry De Cordier
Jean Frederic Schnyder
Aleister Crowley was at the Biennale!!
Eva Kotatkova Examines institutions and disciplinary systems from primary schools to prisons.
Anna Zemankova Biomorphic forms sprung from menopausal depression. I see wombs in her work.
A classmate Jules 🙂
Antti Laitinen It’s My Island