The Contours Of a Liminal Mind
is an exhibition that focuses on the threshold between colliding cultures – the liminal space- which lets something new and unknowingly arise and open up for negotiation of meanings and representations. In this area between the worlds, new cultural identities are formed and reshaped in a constant state of becoming. From different points of our artistry, we derive our works from deep ecology, anthropological transformation concepts and the remains left in the world. We show photography, sculpture, sound-installation and video.
Erased and recorded
The sound piece is the erased original tape 342 from the Nixon White House tapes. Tapes recorded at some point during the evening of June 20 1972 a conversation between two men was secretly taped on a SONY TC-800B reel-to-reel voice recorder. And has ever since ”remained by far the most infamous.tape of the Nixon tapes not because of the damaging or volatile nature of the information it contains, but precisely because of its absence: a gap in the tape of 18 1/2 minutes.”
The picture is from my father that had a brain tumour in the 1990’s. After his death seven years ago he left me with the X-rays of his brain. The trees are photographed through the x-ray, as if they grow inside my fathers brain.
Both the sound and the picture is recorded traces of memory filled with some sort of content that makes the white noise of Nixon and the reworked X-ray into some sort of ambivalent notion of a more profound meaning.
My artistic activity is mainly concerned with politics, history and memory and how history works in informing the present. I often start from an anthropological discourse and working method and have mainly worked with video and audio and installation.
The world is undergoing a paradigm shift where industrialism is about to disappear but no new world order has yet been formed. This creates political and economic instability. History is not behind us, we are history (forming the future): history is in the present. I am interested in the part of history we do not want to acknowledge, know or address, that is, the part of ourselves we do not want to understand.