(Proyectos Monclova, Barbel Graesslin)
Looking at dead things, torn from their living context, trapped under ethyle acetate in the kill jar's sterile light and pinned to walls to make a butterfly collection. A collection we understand culturally to hold meaning for the belief in the docents and researchers behind it. But they mean only what we know about them, and the objects sparkle. Like dead butterflies, Monoliths, and signifiers, blank beautiful entrapments.
See too: Andreas Slominski at Thaddaeus Ropac, “Seven Reeds” at Overduin & Co.,
