Corona Diary seria
Corona Diary seria
Now every time going “buiten” became a breathtaking adventure. Before you were just going out and it is an ordinary trip with usual sites.
And now als je in de straat gaan -there is a real theater going on. Amazingly, how all people in such a short time became disciplined actors. They stop if they see you already from 8 meters, looking down passing by, doing a derive if the road is too narrow by going on the opposite side of the street, gazing suspicious or with the open scariness in the shop if you violate 1,5 m by chance.
Are humans becoming enemies! ??
This night I had a dream that I got a hand with a sophisticated prosthesis that can feel the skin of the person you want to touch and at the same time keep a distance.
It would be great to find the scientist who is thinking in the same direction and can create this hand together.
Corona Diary seria
Corona Diary seria
Plants of the Futures ,Corona Diary seria
I made these during one of those days when you just can not start to do anything, cos of thoughts are jumping one on another and it is hard to focus. Then I decided to find the balance during the portrait of this condition, persuading myself by the proposition that “everybody has these now”. I have added the pattern of the shirt of my mother with blue stripes that she wared last skype. It reminds me of her shirt when she was young and we were together during summer holidays at the Black Sea after I have passed successfully the exam to Muchina Academy.
It is the tree of punished by different ways women, in Europe and Colonized countries, including self-punishment, as the result of the trauma of patriarchal oppression, in many cases going through generations. I am combining on my drawing the image of the Middle Age masks of punishment which was put on women if they allowed to raise their voice or say something critical, with the image of contemporary clothes and some mythological characters, probably appeared to defend the psycho from the horror of reality.
BLACK TREE OF FRIENDSHIP
This tree unites all feminisms. The principal problem that feminism is facing now is the abundance of its varieties that have so decisively decomposed into different positions. In this sense, “feminism” begins to lose its integrity and, at the same time, political strength. Today we know about the existence of many forms: anarcho-feminism, ecofeminism, queer feminism, left- and right-wingfeminism, cyberfeminism, xenofeminism, and some new hitherto unknown new feminism which is emerging right now. This work reflects on the topic of multi-layer concepts of feminism and at the same time encourages one to think about the possible unification of different concepts in the face of a global catastrophe. We are already facing this potential catastrophe in the form of revenge on nature – for the way in which people are ignorantly responding to nature today.
This is a tree on which clothes of different genders are hung, but not at all to which we are accustomed. It represents much more: today we can distinguish in addition to cis-men and cis-women, trans men, trans women, an elderly woman living with cats and dogs, and other women, an elderly man living with domestic animals, also people living alone without animals, but speaking with plants, or just alone, but then have a special relationship with things around him/her, also men and women working overtime, burning themselves in labor when the body is forgotten and as if it does not exist, as well as many types of genders that will be best manifested through this work..
It is also a tree of women punished in various ways, including self-punishment, which comes from guilt.Guilt, which at any moment can become aggression and simultaneously turn into retaliation and serious crime. Recall the heroine of the film Jeanne Dielman, 23, quai du Commerce, 1080 Bruxellesby Chantal Ackerman, a good, virtuous mother and housewife who kills her lover in the end. Let us recall the millions of women who live like mechanical dolls, who have forgotten or do not even know what happiness is.
It is also a tree of Unsubordinated. The one whodoes not give up becomes a feminist. For each individual, feminism is a personal experience of suffering. But it is overcome by the collective effort of unification.
Of course, unification is easy to conceive, but it is not at all easy to realize. Taking into account the concept of dissension so beloved by the left movement: “Let the right hang out and unite — our strength in a polyphonic dispute of different positions.”The time has come tothink about this and convene an international movement: Women of all countries and all genders, faiths and nationalities — unite!
Черное Дерево Дружбы
Это дерево, объединяющее все феминизмы. Главная проблема, с которой сталкивается сейчас феминизм, – это обилие его вариантов, которые настолько не похожи друг на друга, что становится страшно потерять его целостность и вместе с тем его политическую силу. На сегодняшний день мы знаем о существовании анархофеминизма, экофеминизма, квирфеминизма, левого и правого феминизмов, киберфеминизма, ксенофеминизма и, вероятно, прямо сейчас зарождается еще какой-нибудь новый, неведомый нам феминизм.
Эта работа рефлексирует многослойность понятия «феминизм» и одновременно призывает задуматься о возможном объединении разных концепций перед лицом глобальной катастрофы, уже разворачивающейся в виде мести природы людям, невежественно с ней обращающимся.
Это дерево, на котором развешаны одежды, принадлежащие разным гендерам. Не только двум, к которым мы привыкли, – цис-мужчинам и цис-женщинам – но также и транс-мужчинам и транс-женщинам, пожилой женщине, живущей с кошками, собаками и другими женщинами, пожилому мужчине, живущему с домашними животными, одиноким людям, общающимся только с предметами или растениями, людям, работающим сверхурочно и сжигающим себя на работе, когда тело забывается, словно оно и не существует, а также многим другим типам гендеров.
Это также дерево женщин, наказанных разными способами, женщин, страдающих от чувства вины, которoe в любую минуту может обернуться возмездием, подобным героини фильма Шанталь Аккерман “Жанна Дильман, набережная Коммерции 23, Брюссель 1080”, добродетельной домохозяйке-проститутке, убившей своего клиента. Вспомним миллионы женщин, живущих так же механически, как Жанна Дильман, и забывших или даже не знающих ничего о счастье.
Это также дерево Несдавшихся. Те, которые не сдались, становятся феминистками. За каждым отдельным феминизмом стоит индивидуальный опыт страдания, которое преодолевается коллективным усилием объединения.
Конечно, такое объединение легко помыслить, но совсем нелегко осуществить, принимая во внимание диссенсус, столь любимый левым движением:пусть правые тусуются и объединяются – наша сила в полифоническом споре разных позиций.
Настало время думать о возможности объединения и создания международного движения: Женщины всех стран и всех гендеров, конфессий и национальностей – объединяйтесь!
In 2017-18, for the whole year, I was renting the studio in one of the towers of Bijlmer Bajes, a former prison in Amsterdam. The plan was to attempt a collaboration with refugees, who were housed in the towers of the same former prison. A year of workshops, meetings, and conversations with refugees as well as the local artists, activists, and academics resulted in the Carnival of the Oppressed Feelings, a whole-day performance on the streets of Amsterdam.
With this publication, I would like to say thank you to my new friend Murad whom I met during a year-long art experiment in a former prison. Among all of 350 inmates of the AZC – the centre for refugees who were waiting there for their destiny – Murad was the only one who took my suggestion to write a diary seriously and completed that task with full-hearted commitment. I don’t think that without Murad it would be possible at all to complete the whole year-long project that climaxed as a street performance in Amsterdam and united 150 people of different groups previously reluctant to talk to each other. That does not mean that I was struggling with the lack of institutional support from organizations with whom I worked. But the political struggle is possible only when you have a comrade who shares his believes with you, the one that is called the other by Hannah Arendt – the precious other, whose sight and care liberates, makes you free.
This image came after communication with students of ArtEz. I was participating in an experimental programme “learning by doing”, where two students visited my studio and shared a few conversations with me. The topics in question were self-growth, family and relationships from a feminist perspective. During this, the term “patterns” was used quite frequently, specifically “behaviour patterns”, referring to the complex arrangement of responses that occur in a given situation with a prescribed order.