Rita Ackermann
07 Jun - 24 Jul 2009
RITA ACKERMANN
Marfa/Crash
June 7 – July 24, 2009
Opening: Saturday, June 6, 18.00 – 20.00
The gallery will be open Sunday, June 7 and Monday, June 8
Galerie Peter Kilchmann is pleased to announce the sixth solo exhibition by Rita Ackermann. The artist will be showing new big scale works on canvas she produced during her residency in Marfa, Texas these past months. The following text is written by the artist:
marfa/crash
parking accidents
marfa is not normal. it’s an insane place that carries all the debuffetian values of savagery; instinct passion, mood, violence and madness. to stay there is like parking in the middle of a car crash. time stands still. marfa epitomizes a perfect point where time and space becomes one and substances collide. an intersection that only could be reached by a catastroph. there were a lot talks in marfa about speeding and racing. the "civilized" ones were afraid of pushing beyond the limits of the law, the "uncivilized" ones were building race cars to speed out of the law, out of civilization to help the civilized to feel human again. it's an insane place because it is a crash between the 2 sides of a split mind. it’s too human, raw and brutal. it’s unhuman because it makes one feel translucent with its light, space and peace. then it gets infected by the desert bug and becomes a ghost of creativity. cultural oasis in the desert where guns on the back
seat of a pick up truck is necessary in case of a human size jack rabbit attack. there were all kinds of stories of accidents of drunk driving, fugitives and check points. there were ruins everywhere parking in the museum and in the back/ front yards of the ghost
towns. some of these backyards looked rather like sculpture gardens or body part cementery of deceasing objects with a carefree stacking style, waiting to be reused, rebuilt, to be put back together to race again into the vanishing point where perfection can be reached only by the crash.
the new body of work that i made there was as well the result of the crash. a crash between a single drawing (originally titled "get a job" that i brought down with me from new york city) and the marfa experience.
when i chose the drawing i didn’t know how much sense it would make in this new environment. at last all i can say that there are no unnecessary accidents!
Marfa/Crash
June 7 – July 24, 2009
Opening: Saturday, June 6, 18.00 – 20.00
The gallery will be open Sunday, June 7 and Monday, June 8
Galerie Peter Kilchmann is pleased to announce the sixth solo exhibition by Rita Ackermann. The artist will be showing new big scale works on canvas she produced during her residency in Marfa, Texas these past months. The following text is written by the artist:
marfa/crash
parking accidents
marfa is not normal. it’s an insane place that carries all the debuffetian values of savagery; instinct passion, mood, violence and madness. to stay there is like parking in the middle of a car crash. time stands still. marfa epitomizes a perfect point where time and space becomes one and substances collide. an intersection that only could be reached by a catastroph. there were a lot talks in marfa about speeding and racing. the "civilized" ones were afraid of pushing beyond the limits of the law, the "uncivilized" ones were building race cars to speed out of the law, out of civilization to help the civilized to feel human again. it's an insane place because it is a crash between the 2 sides of a split mind. it’s too human, raw and brutal. it’s unhuman because it makes one feel translucent with its light, space and peace. then it gets infected by the desert bug and becomes a ghost of creativity. cultural oasis in the desert where guns on the back
seat of a pick up truck is necessary in case of a human size jack rabbit attack. there were all kinds of stories of accidents of drunk driving, fugitives and check points. there were ruins everywhere parking in the museum and in the back/ front yards of the ghost
towns. some of these backyards looked rather like sculpture gardens or body part cementery of deceasing objects with a carefree stacking style, waiting to be reused, rebuilt, to be put back together to race again into the vanishing point where perfection can be reached only by the crash.
the new body of work that i made there was as well the result of the crash. a crash between a single drawing (originally titled "get a job" that i brought down with me from new york city) and the marfa experience.
when i chose the drawing i didn’t know how much sense it would make in this new environment. at last all i can say that there are no unnecessary accidents!