“Mijn ogen kleefden zich vast aan het bospad. Aan de hoekjes en gaten tussen de rotsblokken. Grote holle huiden. Misschien, omdat mijn benen korter waren, zou een rotsblok mijn lichaam toestaan zich in een afgelegen grot te buigen, waar ik zou kunnen oplossen in een wildernis, onbekend voor anderen.”
This exhibition is closed. This is showing at EXbunker now:
Sep 5
Sep 27
Cat Elfrink
For the past year I’ve started viewing my workspace more and more as the work itself, placing the process of working and play at the center. The surprises I encounter when I focus on the process instead of the result. The discovery instead of the conclusion. The work ‘work in progress’ uses the skip container as a starting point to explore value and desires in creating.In the EXbunker, a situation develops where the content remains changeable and the action keeps changing. Using scrap wood and objects found on the street that previously held a different purpose, I work on a space that holds balance between function and form. Everything that’s in the space is used to make the space. Here, inventive, coincidental or awkward connections continuously play a different role. Where does the act end and the work begin? Or can these two terms coexist in the same sense of the word?