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Balthazar Berling - Loui Kuhlau

Exhibition
MFA Graduation show, opening 5/6 5pm-9pm

BALTHAZAR BERLING - LE FAIT DU CORPS (BARTHÉLÉMY)

Balthazar Berling

LOUI KUHLAU - THE MUNDANE EGG

Loui Kuhlau

In language you divide, categorize and combine. As words enters your language they create parameters in a spectrum, in which you previously didn’t make any distinctions. As you come into being without a language, the first period of life is lived in a continuous spectrum. A world where everything is one. Your senses collect information as if nothing is separate. At this stage the oceanic feeling is all you know, everything is something you associate with.

At first, most of us were gatherers, then we started to collect and eventually we became hoarders. As gatherers we learnt only what was needed. That which wasn’t essential for our survival, wasn’t kept for long, but as we began naming things, we started to collect. The collection grew into interest, which gave us meaning and encouraged us to continue. Eventually our interest transcended our most pressing needs of survival.The collection became collections and the interest became a constant naming of what we found. With the interest of naming rapidly increasing, we began to name things which didn’t exist. The first non-existing thing we gave a name was ‘nothing’, continuing with a name for when we name a thing, ‘naming’. We kept on inventing names for all the things we couldn't grasp, as if naming, would make them more real and therefore easier to understand. An Idea of how to make them part of our world was formed. They were given letters, which together would form their names. Letters we could make present in the world, through writing. This writing could be done anywhere, on anything. Even the things which were already present could be inscribed by their names. We made the naming physical. It was no longer a collection in our mind but something we could touch. New ways of storing were invented. Stone, clay, wood, wax and the skin of others, but none of them would prove to be as efficient as paper. From the point where we began writing all the names we knew on paper, the collection expanded exponentially and soon demanded us to settle down. We became hoarders, stacking the names in piles. Not knowing what to do with them, we started to combine, putting one name after another. Acquiring more paper the stacks grew higher and to keep them from falling over, we bound each paper to another. We called them books, deriving from an early name for tree ‘bōc’.

Time: 
12/06/2015 - 17:00 to 20/06/2015 - 21:00
Location: 
KHM - gallery

About the event

Time: 
12/06/2015 - 17:00 to 20/06/2015 - 21:00
Location: 
KHM - gallery