PHASE IN, PHASE OUT
HORIZONT Galeria / BUDAPEST (Hungary)
05.12.2018 – 16.01.2019
Sound as an informational source is described in terms of auditory attributes, such as timbre, tone, pitch, duration, loudness. These characteristics are analyzed and give relevance to the delivery of musical meaning. But sound is not only about deduced meaning. It is about physical energy shared. Sound as a vibrational force links humans bodies and matter at a material level, via physical resonation. Human beings perceive sound, either when it is heard by entering the ear canal or when corporeally experienced. It is on and in our body that acoustic waves become discernible.
Phase In, Phase Out is the result of an art-based study on the crossmodal, employing sound, textile and space as one unified medium. By augmenting textile into a multi channel electroacoustic transducer, EJTECH explores the “alogogenic” properties of sound via the unique timbre of textile, through sound pieces or “electronic poems” specifically written for, and performed on a purely textile-sound system. Patterns of high, mid and low range frequency tones sweep across the textile pieces, creating sound and resonating in the physical space. Phase In, Phase Out deals with the audio-physical experience of space and matter which are determined in form and content by controlled movements of the textile. The raw manifestation of sound, and its vibrational force amount to a polysensorial experience and an exercise in liminality.
EJTECH is Esteban de la Torre and Judit Eszter Kárpáti. A polydisciplinary studio based in Budapest, Hungary, working with unstable media, alternative interfaces, electronic textiles and future materials, focusing their artistic research on the cross modal synergy between the physical and digital, the process of sensory integration and further explorations on human-computer interaction via interactive installations and dynamic art pieces. Haptic audio-visual alchemy, and techno-spiritualism.
The work consists of three elements: one stands, one lies and one hangs. Blue, black and white with plastic, spatial and visual qualities. Creating a hybrid of soft, rigid, and immaterial structures, in a random, but highly calculated spatial arrangement. Direct and indirect lighting, with exposed surfaces, adumbral sides and hidden faces.
The National Gallery Prague, Trade Fair Palace / PRAGUE (Czech Republic)
24.10.2018 – 02.02.2019
Valentýna Janů finds inspiration outside the visual arts: mainly in literature, pop music and, especially, in a social and cultural environment of daily life. While oscillating between physical objects and textual narratives, a situation becomes a key word for Janů’s work; performative act dominates her interdisciplinary vocabulary. Words turn sculptural while texts become compositions within the formal assemblage of speech and writing.
I’m sry is Valentýna Janů’s per-version of a domestic phantasmagoria of delusional world surrendered to a terrorism of apology and regret. The artist brings the viewer into a space which forces you to slow down and apologize for all what you’ve done wrong. Intimate situation is a commentary and an antidote to a never-ending list of daily remorses, both conscious and unconscious. Objects and images are in dialogue with a soothing soundtrack by Czech musician dné.
Janů transforms the somehow shrunk space of a former Presidential Lounge into an imaginary chamber of domestic cliché. Teen spirit sets a mode for a repertoire of everyday frustrations and dramas, deconstructed into a spatial hysteria of a juvenile phantasy. Flatness is a world of a comic strip; superficial diagnosis of a reality becoming a standard perception of an erratic world we happen to be stranded in. Surface wraps us in like a fancy fabric of a seasonal fashion; vacuum of ambiance suffocates desire. We are apologetic skin of an overgrown guilt. The deepest is the skin. Little girl ain’t no savior. Her plastic island apology is a travesty of dated therapies and dreams; a membrane of injured senses with no hope for recovery. I'm sry, what’s your name? Excess contradicts the thought’s slow pace. I’m sry, a figure of speech reloaded? We are trapped in a process of re-writing our own self-apology; our ultimate therapy. Apology as a routine? Apology as a catharsis? Apology as a sanctuary of a blame? Plain Superficiality is the character of a speech, echoes Deleuze after Carroll. If you only spoke when you were spoken to, and the other person always waited for you to begin, you see nobody would ever say anything…, Alice utters on the threshold of a speech, hopelessly. In fact, Janů doesn't give a damn about the logic of sense. Her protagonist - the artist’s para-doxa - certainly does. Nothing is more fragile than the surface, her mantra.
Text by Adam Budak
music score by dné
typography by Anežka Minaříková