Showing posts with label Timur Si-Qin. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Timur Si-Qin. Show all posts

Saturday, November 14, 2020

Timur Si-qin at von ammon co


An ad campaign for the earth? There's a pitch deck (or "white paper"), a .faith website, and an essay proving this isn't ironic. Arguing capitalism and corporations as inherent historical extension of western judeo-christianity with all its implicit bad values. Which then using those corporate strategies to promote a new religion, which is itself, which is an artwork, for your display. It's all very en abyme. Ostensibly this is using the machine to kill the machine. Or at least a publicity project for a new religion to destroy the machine. A publicity campaign to end publicity campaigns. I might be confused with what floor of irony we are intended to exit on, but these techno objects are firmly pro-environment. The glowing landscapes are to make you appreciate the earth, or hate its rendering, I'm not sure, but they look like techno fantasy. 

Saturday, November 8, 2014

Timur Si-Qin at Carl Kostyál



Timur Si-Qin at Carl Kostyál
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The new techno-conceptual. A Bernadette parasitizing of corporate campaigns, here in Abercrombie rather than Levi’s brands. Throwing in the tropes of today's high-tech trade show’s baroque eye-candy, they of course look great, they were made to.
Acting out a mis-en-scene installation displaying the display systems themselves, it presents today’s shopping experience as yesterday's pagan rituals, the work’s ostensible entomopathogenic function serves to force its host, the luxury goods system, to self-expose.
This is the Koonsian fantasy of the gallery, that objects put under its disenchanting light will perform a sort of auto-dissection. That the clean myth-body sex of its advertorial objects act as critique rather than a mere transference of its subject’s fetish to the work itself, acting as pagan materialist totems, like shooting bullets through medieval armor. As the PR states the exhibition is the “the mindless mirror,” that though literal and obvious - like the real use of such means - overt hamfistedness never lessens the affect, however stupid, like the hominidae skulls they contain, on the cusp of becoming something human.


See too: Ben Schumacher at Musee d’art contemporain de Lyon, Simon Denny at Portikus, Pamela Rosenkranz at Karma International