if I see you in my dreams
And who touches my lips,
who consoles me,
maybe a grown-up child or me alone.
The night passed, the hours passed quickly.
The cold room was already warming with
Whoever finds my breasts will have my heart as a reward.
Whoever meets my seeds will have all my love.
The main motivating force for Ignata Elana’s practice relates to inhabiting a fluctuating corporeity. She uses different forms of installation, video diaries, and live sets to investigate how bodies respond to restrictive movements in social interactions, isolated dancing, and modifications related to gender identity and states of transition. Using sound arrangements as scores, Ignata’s works thread together private materials such as text, video, voice notes, and photos in different constellations.
Salome Rajanti is an artist working with painting, sound, moving images and text. She wants to uncover the importance of the infra-ordinary. She thinks that wistful tacky things, images and music hold silent sincere intelligence. She graduated as Master of Arts from Kuvataideakatemia. Besides the artistic career she has worked in various different jobs that all together have formed her unsystematic professionalism.
Lono explores identity politics through the allure and desire that emerges in the myth, the dreams, the absurd and the tyranny of pop culture. These thoughts and materials have been torn in pieces because of migration, and otherness. By using video, archive, memory and sculpture. Lono has an urge to create new sets of realities out of disparity.
instagram: @a__lono, @salomerajanti, @ignata.elana
Supported by SKR
We warmly invite you to the closing event of the exhibition at 5:30, 19.11.2023!
Doors will be open at 17:30 and performance will start around 17:45.
During seaofspit performance, the doors will be closed. (20 min.)
The second performance is a live set, niña sombra (30 min.) -doors will be open during this performance-.
Excerpt from a dream diary: Sea of spit "…Suspended on the wall trying to evade the figure turning, rotating towards my face pulling the axis in front of the nose. It was like being under a sea of spit, I could feel the weight in my ribs." Excerpt from a dream diary: Sea of spit is an attempt to explore the obscure bodily sensations, emotions and visions of a dream by entering them through movement and sound. In the realm of a dream, the meanings of the specific gestures and sounds are unclear, but we feel the importance of them. Is it possible to gain more information about the concealed, strange dream material through embodying it from an attentive, awake state?
Through digging into personal, is there a possibility to enter into something more shared or universal? Is there a place somewhere far below, where human dreams and visions are all touching and interlacing? ***