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Diptych
str. Plantelor 58

Located in a former art gallery, Diptych continues to exhibit contemporary art while also serving as a creative space and art studio. could be if urban policies would harmonize with architectural style. Strada Plantelor [Plants Street] evokes a longing for a garden-city rich in foliage and houses in Neo-Romanian, Art Deco and Modernist style, raised mainly between the two wars. Most of the buildings survived the communist era and are now still fighting to survive the lack of administration interest, through artistic means, amongst others. The gallery’s building was originally meant to function as an inn and is now a protected historical monument. The neighbourhood is art dense, hosting three art galleries, a photo studio and several creative workshops. The artists invited to display come from all walks of art: painting, sculpture, photography, sound, film, installation, performance and poetry. They are novel and unique, barely or not showcased at all anywhere else.

PANDEMIC LOOP DISORDER

ARTE PLASTICE


Tip eveniment
DESCHIS si la NAG
Perioada Expozitie
30.09.2020 - 31.10.2020
”The world is stopped in slow motion” and we have time to observe it, ”nature regenerates” but ”the vulnerable ones are affected”, there are ways that can lead to ”the same result”, ”nature opens” to reveal its secrets or it closes to swallow us (?), the simple routine becomes complicated, we feel “monitored by satellites” and we use the GMT surveillance system (Google Maps Timeline) in visual diaries to activate a mnemonic mechanism, we create online/offline logs, we document the personal/local/global state, the crisis and its effects, we reinvent ourselves with humor and we invent forms of resistance to this life course disorder, caught in a whirlwind of excess of information, excess of news, we swing between true and false, between conspiracy theories and real data. This circuit is disturbing and repetitive to the point of obsession. We've come to the point where we realised that we have developed twitches, we mechanically repeat actions that become obsessive, trapped in the loop of survival, traumatized by fear, marked on who knows how many years from now on, we isolate ourselves, then release ourselves, as in an outburst of revolt, but we know the end is not here, because that is what we are told.