Sep 18 - Sep 20 2020

The Body as a Body is

Sylvia Fessa

18–20 September, 2020

Vernissage: Friday, September 18, 2020, 19:00–21:00
Sunday, September 20, 2020, 18:00–20:00

Opening times:
Friday, 18.09.: 18:00–21:00
Sat.19.09.: 13:00—21:00
Sun.20.09.: 12:00—20:00

For any other time, please contact Sylvia: 01774948228

How close, impermeable and insulated are actually the living bodies? The work emerged from reflecting on—and unavoidably challenging—certainties, such as closedness, entrenchment and security and suggests rather neglected qualities of the body inherent in living beings, such as incompleteness, permeability and openness to the environment, as well as their interdependence from other living beings and the unpredictability life entails. The work draws on Mikhail Bakhtin's conceptualization of the Grotesque as a body open to its environment, constantly changing and unfinished—in other words imperfect—providing an alternative to more or less implicit preconceptions of the body as a closed and perfect entity; such preconceptions have significantly contributed to the social and scientific handling of the body through centuries.

The Grotesque Body erupts against preconceived theoretical schemes that want it to be healthy, impeccable and productive and claims back the indefeasible imperfection of the living. Ultimately, it invites us to dare to see and imagine the human body as it actually is.

Resting in the very corporeal matter of the body, vulnerability, as a shared human condition, can be affirmatively welcomed. Contingency and risk are, in this sense, inextricable from the process of living and can also be positively reconsidered not only to question the dream of individual security offered by multiple directions (insurance companies included) but as the collective possibilities the future harbors. The use of wool, processed with other natural materials such as sisal, flax and hemp, came up from the need to convey the qualities of the body that are central in this approach, while the installation with the bamboos, lacking fixed anchor points, leaves open the possibility of falling.

Sylvia Fessa