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Layers
Edition XXIII
RESIDENTS
Andrea Beteta Túpac Yupanqui (Peru)
Javiera González Zarzar (Germany - Chile)
Kevin Brophy (United States)
Saint.ioan _ Yana Volkovaya (Ukraine)
Curated by Paula Benítez
The project/platform is temporarily housed across various temporalities, spaces, and languages. The word becomes a weapon, it becomes matter. The theme emerges as a collective discovery. The effect of contagion is always empowering.
I have always been interested in this sensitive quality of matter, capable of registering the way events affect it. A group of artists allowed themselves to rehearse the collective, from affection and care. Offering themselves to others—image, word, gesture, ambiguity—they became matter disposed to be intervened, recontextualized. In each work molded around and during daily life, a layer of the other is housed.
The project/platform is temporarily housed across various temporalities, spaces, and languages. The word becomes a weapon, it becomes matter. The theme emerges as a collective discovery. The effect of contagion is always empowering.
I have always been interested in this sensitive quality of matter, capable of registering the way events affect it. A group of artists allowed themselves to rehearse the collective, from affection and care. Offering themselves to others—image, word, gesture, ambiguity—they became matter disposed to be intervened, recontextualized. In each work molded around and during daily life, a layer of the other is housed.
The project/platform is temporarily housed across various temporalities, spaces, and languages. The word becomes a weapon, it becomes matter. The theme emerges as a collective discovery. The effect of contagion is always empowering.
I have always been interested in this sensitive quality of matter, capable of registering the way events affect it. A group of artists allowed themselves to rehearse the collective, from affection and care. Offering themselves to others—image, word, gesture, ambiguity—they became matter disposed to be intervened, recontextualized. In each work molded around and during daily life, a layer of the other is housed.
The project/platform is temporarily housed across various temporalities, spaces, and languages. The word becomes a weapon, it becomes matter. The theme emerges as a collective discovery. The effect of contagion is always empowering.
I have always been interested in this sensitive quality of matter, capable of registering the way events affect it. A group of artists allowed themselves to rehearse the collective, from affection and care. Offering themselves to others—image, word, gesture, ambiguity—they became matter disposed to be intervened, recontextualized. In each work molded around and during daily life, a layer of the other is housed.
Artists in Residency: reflections by curator Paula Benítez
Perhaps Javiera fell in love with the patterns, or perhaps I did upon seeing her work.
Geometric and sensitive. Modules that repeat and expand. Rhythm, form, cadence, and color.
Layer after layer, between transparency and slowness, I imagine her submerged in an almost obsessive ritual. Immersed in each layer of color she fixes onto the meshes—these containment grids, suspended—where time is caught through lines.
An architectural gaze placed at the service of the fibers, from which she invites us to think about particular and collective rhythms. Different attempts at interlacing, revealing that weaving is not only weaving, but also an affective network and social fabric.
Forms that are born from forms—rhythm, cadence, and color.
Hypnotic, they remain suspended.
Artists in Residency: reflections by curator Paula Benítez
Perhaps Javiera fell in love with the patterns, or perhaps I did upon seeing her work.
Geometric and sensitive. Modules that repeat and expand. Rhythm, form, cadence, and color.
Layer after layer, between transparency and slowness, I imagine her submerged in an almost obsessive ritual. Immersed in each layer of color she fixes onto the meshes—these containment grids, suspended—where time is caught through lines.
An architectural gaze placed at the service of the fibers, from which she invites us to think about particular and collective rhythms. Different attempts at interlacing, revealing that weaving is not only weaving, but also an affective network and social fabric.
Forms that are born from forms—rhythm, cadence, and color.
Hypnotic, they remain suspended.
Artists in Residency: reflections by curator Paula Benítez
Perhaps Javiera fell in love with the patterns, or perhaps I did upon seeing her work.
Geometric and sensitive. Modules that repeat and expand. Rhythm, form, cadence, and color.
Layer after layer, between transparency and slowness, I imagine her submerged in an almost obsessive ritual. Immersed in each layer of color she fixes onto the meshes—these containment grids, suspended—where time is caught through lines.
An architectural gaze placed at the service of the fibers, from which she invites us to think about particular and collective rhythms. Different attempts at interlacing, revealing that weaving is not only weaving, but also an affective network and social fabric.
Forms that are born from forms—rhythm, cadence, and color.
Hypnotic, they remain suspended.
Artists in Residency: reflections by curator Paula Benítez
Perhaps Javiera fell in love with the patterns, or perhaps I did upon seeing her work.
Geometric and sensitive. Modules that repeat and expand. Rhythm, form, cadence, and color.
Layer after layer, between transparency and slowness, I imagine her submerged in an almost obsessive ritual. Immersed in each layer of color she fixes onto the meshes—these containment grids, suspended—where time is caught through lines.
An architectural gaze placed at the service of the fibers, from which she invites us to think about particular and collective rhythms. Different attempts at interlacing, revealing that weaving is not only weaving, but also an affective network and social fabric.
Forms that are born from forms—rhythm, cadence, and color.
Hypnotic, they remain suspended.
Artists in Residency: reflections by curator Paula Benítez
Saint.ioan practice is nourished by experience, exploring trauma and mental health. Generating survival tactics in which discomfort becomes politics and desire becomes matter.
The wound insists; it is found in and toward things, it becomes matter. Sometimes it is a weapon of seduction, and at times it becomes eternal.
It insists, repeats, reiterates.
Saint.ioan thinks in light—light that appears as a flash and movement, that alters spaces, inhabits them with strangeness, and also with transcendence. A light that choreographically seems to filter through the cracks of the crystallized traumas of this society.
The wound is here; they bring it to us and will not move it. On the contrary, it seems they will name it until the silence breaks.
Artists in Residency: reflections by curator Paula Benítez
Saint.ioan practice is nourished by experience, exploring trauma and mental health. Generating survival tactics in which discomfort becomes politics and desire becomes matter.
The wound insists; it is found in and toward things, it becomes matter. Sometimes it is a weapon of seduction, and at times it becomes eternal.
It insists, repeats, reiterates.
Saint.ioan thinks in light—light that appears as a flash and movement, that alters spaces, inhabits them with strangeness, and also with transcendence. A light that choreographically seems to filter through the cracks of the crystallized traumas of this society.
The wound is here; they bring it to us and will not move it. On the contrary, it seems they will name it until the silence breaks.
Artists in Residency: reflections by curator Paula Benítez
Saint.ioan practice is nourished by experience, exploring trauma and mental health. Generating survival tactics in which discomfort becomes politics and desire becomes matter.
The wound insists; it is found in and toward things, it becomes matter. Sometimes it is a weapon of seduction, and at times it becomes eternal.
It insists, repeats, reiterates.
Saint.ioan thinks in light—light that appears as a flash and movement, that alters spaces, inhabits them with strangeness, and also with transcendence. A light that choreographically seems to filter through the cracks of the crystallized traumas of this society.
The wound is here; they bring it to us and will not move it. On the contrary, it seems they will name it until the silence breaks.
Artists in Residency: reflections by curator Paula Benítez
Saint.ioan practice is nourished by experience, exploring trauma and mental health. Generating survival tactics in which discomfort becomes politics and desire becomes matter.
The wound insists; it is found in and toward things, it becomes matter. Sometimes it is a weapon of seduction, and at times it becomes eternal.
It insists, repeats, reiterates.
Saint.ioan thinks in light—light that appears as a flash and movement, that alters spaces, inhabits them with strangeness, and also with transcendence. A light that choreographically seems to filter through the cracks of the crystallized traumas of this society.
The wound is here; they bring it to us and will not move it. On the contrary, it seems they will name it until the silence breaks.
Artists in Residency: reflections by curator Paula Benítez
Saint.ioan practice is nourished by experience, exploring trauma and mental health. Generating survival tactics in which discomfort becomes politics and desire becomes matter.
The wound insists; it is found in and toward things, it becomes matter. Sometimes it is a weapon of seduction, and at times it becomes eternal.
It insists, repeats, reiterates.
Saint.ioan thinks in light—light that appears as a flash and movement, that alters spaces, inhabits them with strangeness, and also with transcendence. A light that choreographically seems to filter through the cracks of the crystallized traumas of this society.
The wound is here; they bring it to us and will not move it. On the contrary, it seems they will name it until the silence breaks.
Artists in Residency: reflections by curator Paula Benítez
Saint.ioan practice is nourished by experience, exploring trauma and mental health. Generating survival tactics in which discomfort becomes politics and desire becomes matter.
The wound insists; it is found in and toward things, it becomes matter. Sometimes it is a weapon of seduction, and at times it becomes eternal.
It insists, repeats, reiterates.
Saint.ioan thinks in light—light that appears as a flash and movement, that alters spaces, inhabits them with strangeness, and also with transcendence. A light that choreographically seems to filter through the cracks of the crystallized traumas of this society.
The wound is here; they bring it to us and will not move it. On the contrary, it seems they will name it until the silence breaks.
Artists in Residency: reflections by curator Paula Benítez
Saint.ioan practice is nourished by experience, exploring trauma and mental health. Generating survival tactics in which discomfort becomes politics and desire becomes matter.
The wound insists; it is found in and toward things, it becomes matter. Sometimes it is a weapon of seduction, and at times it becomes eternal.
It insists, repeats, reiterates.
Saint.ioan thinks in light—light that appears as a flash and movement, that alters spaces, inhabits them with strangeness, and also with transcendence. A light that choreographically seems to filter through the cracks of the crystallized traumas of this society.
The wound is here; they bring it to us and will not move it. On the contrary, it seems they will name it until the silence breaks.
Artists in Residency: reflections by curator Paula Benítez
Saint.ioan practice is nourished by experience, exploring trauma and mental health. Generating survival tactics in which discomfort becomes politics and desire becomes matter.
The wound insists; it is found in and toward things, it becomes matter. Sometimes it is a weapon of seduction, and at times it becomes eternal.
It insists, repeats, reiterates.
Saint.ioan thinks in light—light that appears as a flash and movement, that alters spaces, inhabits them with strangeness, and also with transcendence. A light that choreographically seems to filter through the cracks of the crystallized traumas of this society.
The wound is here; they bring it to us and will not move it. On the contrary, it seems they will name it until the silence breaks.
Artists in Residency: reflections by curator Paula Benítez
The insistence is not for, but from the body and the trace. It is for a surface that her body seems unable to touch.
It is the margin made matter. Corporality, spatiality, sonority, and rhythm.
I see a movement in which the body pauses for a second before continuing the trance. Where the word breaks apart and sound becomes a mute echo of subaltern memory.
The tongue grows heavy and burdened. It longs. At times it seems to miss and long for the human. It invokes it.
Her multiple gestures appear between the reverberation of matter and space, in a world of white and deafening noise.
Artists in Residency: reflections by curator Paula Benítez
The insistence is not for, but from the body and the trace. It is for a surface that her body seems unable to touch.
It is the margin made matter. Corporality, spatiality, sonority, and rhythm.
I see a movement in which the body pauses for a second before continuing the trance. Where the word breaks apart and sound becomes a mute echo of subaltern memory.
The tongue grows heavy and burdened. It longs. At times it seems to miss and long for the human. It invokes it.
Her multiple gestures appear between the reverberation of matter and space, in a world of white and deafening noise.
Artists in Residency: reflections by curator Paula Benítez
The insistence is not for, but from the body and the trace. It is for a surface that her body seems unable to touch.
It is the margin made matter. Corporality, spatiality, sonority, and rhythm.
I see a movement in which the body pauses for a second before continuing the trance. Where the word breaks apart and sound becomes a mute echo of subaltern memory.
The tongue grows heavy and burdened. It longs. At times it seems to miss and long for the human. It invokes it.
Her multiple gestures appear between the reverberation of matter and space, in a world of white and deafening noise.
Artists in Residency: reflections by curator Paula Benítez
The insistence is not for, but from the body and the trace. It is for a surface that her body seems unable to touch.
It is the margin made matter. Corporality, spatiality, sonority, and rhythm.
I see a movement in which the body pauses for a second before continuing the trance. Where the word breaks apart and sound becomes a mute echo of subaltern memory.
The tongue grows heavy and burdened. It longs. At times it seems to miss and long for the human. It invokes it.
Her multiple gestures appear between the reverberation of matter and space, in a world of white and deafening noise.