Fra Kezich

Languida

The audience is invited into a hypnagogic sci-lab, where the elegance of discarded materials is staged.

They perform as embryonic creatures. I encountered the performative nature of matter in found objects, seeking to question the anthropocentric gaze of fruition. Collective dreams are released in an intimate space where the spectator’s usually peremptory gaze reformulates, diluted with vivid dystopian hallucinations.

In this zoo/laboratory/aquarium of archaic creatures, we recognize the proximity of organic and

inorganic bodies, of alien and human.

By highlighting materials, forms and textures, the found objects claim their dignity no longer as for-gotten scraps but as entities just as involved as the human being.

KODAK Digital Still Camera
KODAK Digital Still Camera

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