Wednesday, 6 October–Friday, 10 December 2021

Julia Steinbach

„in this scenery"

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Photos 2-4: Kathrin Hanga

 

The writer Bodil Malmsten once said that she hates music because it is the one form of artistic expression that doesn’t take the detour through the intellect, but rather manipulatively, goes straight to the heart. The same could be said about decoration.

 

The vases, the tablecloths, the figurines, the candleholders, the flowerpots, the knickknacks, the lamps, the blankets, the carpets, the pillows, the wallpapers. To decorate is to allow the subconsciousness of taste to surface. It is to lose oneself in the facilitation of visual and spatial pleasure and comfort. It is to acknowledge all the objects and images that we, on a purely practical level do not need, but depend on spiritually.

 

If we look at an artwork as an externalised thought process, decoration could be seen as an externalised emotional or intuitive process. It’s all desire, pleasure and impulse. As I write this I realise the same could be said for art. Maybe the real difference is that with decoration we don’t feel the need to ask any clever, well-formulated questions, casually referring to the theorist du jour. We don’t expect there to be a text providing us with a context and a point of entry. We don’t feel the need to understand, we just enjoy it to the deepest and fullest meaning of the word.

 

Text: Albin Bergström

 

Julia Steinbach (*1989, Avesta, Sweden) graduated from Sculpture and Space at the University of Applied Arts Vienna in January this year. She has been living and working in Vienna since 2017.

 

Wednesday, 27 January–Friday, 9 April 2021

Felizitas Moroder
„Gear"

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

constants contradict contrary constellations

I keep repeating until my mouth is sandy

constants contradict contrary constellations

 

some people dive deep to retrieve pearls

they endanger themselves

they could be collecting shells from the beach instead

through small crashes of shells — sand forms

dervishes are turning in caves

there is an urge to repeat and to rest

a gaze to the far, as if everything far is good

so they dive

again

deep

 

I pace

fast - forward - further

it seems unnatural

looking for scissors to cut unsteady thoughts

one turns to artificial nights

briefly pain will figure our movement

 

J.Haller says in his „Theories of Friction“

chapter 4.1.3

„when two bodies are rubbed together,

some form of interaction takes place

at the contacting surfaces

resulting in a resistance to relative motion.

most friction theories

assume that the resistive force

per unit area

of contact is a

constant, thus…“

 

it all becomes movement

autonomous  movement

repetition becomes ground

for the next pearl retrieval

there is an obligation

to cope with dissonance

pillars of inevitable contrasts

are resting their head on sharp coral reefs

 

time is a component

repetition is key

I am variable

my mouth still sandy

constants contradict contrary constellations

 

Text: Dafne Aruyta Ilhan