Wake up call… at midnight

I went on Friday to NAG in Bucharest which turned out to be a really nice experience. I got to see some friends I didn’t have time to get in touch with lately and meet other inspiring people that I hope to see more of in the future.

One of the reasons I wanted to go visit the galleries was to see Dragoş Neagoe‘s performance at Galeriile Carol. I got there with a friend and looked around at the amazing HEADS

… I bumped into people I haven’t seen since the exhibition at Teatru sub lună, which was a real pleasure. I just realized I haven’t written about my experience at the exhibition, but the past few months have been more about going out and doing stuff than reflecting on things…

So anyway, my friend asked: Where’s the performance?

I saw they were building something in a corner and I said it’s going to be there after they finish building the sculpture, but the thing is… building the sculpture was the performance

I had to think about why the simple act of creating something does not seem worthy to me to be noticed. What I realized is that the act itself isn’t the issue but the context. It didn’t have that mystical and show like air that I am used to from other performances which makes me feel so superficial. This reaction concerned me since I entertained the idea of presenting the act of creating as performance art and since I’ve seen it before and liked it quite a lot judging by how vivid it still is in my memory.

After this we went to Home Mătăsari where Alexandra Tătaru has an exhibition. Talking to her, this subject of presenting what the artist does in his workshop as art came up. If you think about it, the process of creation is as much part of the art work as the final piece, so it makes sense to present it as such, even if it includes simply standing around doing nothing (although some may call this meditating).

And mind you, there’s nothing simple about building a sculpture 😉 Cheers! 🍷


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