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Gunilla Sköld Feiler:
Documentation 1996-2004
The web site contains selections from exhibits
constructed between 1996 and 2004.
The focus is on three exhibits: Sound
and Space at Zagreb’s Contemporary Art Museum
during 1999; Even the Blood Must Sleep at HaMumche in Tel Aviv
during 2000; and Orient Occident at Forum in Stockholm during
2000.
The exhibits consist of seven sound installations, each
done in collaboration with the composer Dror Feiler and accompanied
by a text of its own.
The sound installations are entitled Interference,
Five times as often,
Tranquillizer,
What is life in Life?,
Nani, Nani, Lux and Amygdala.
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Locations
The Zagreb and Tel Aviv exhibits cast a wide net.
Croatia, which was so recently and violently severed from Yugoslavia
– an ethno-religious mosaic and a nebulous borderland throughout
history.
Israel and Palestine – the ever-rocking cradle, whose
occupants never seem to sleep, the wellspring of three Western religions.
The video Interference
was recorded in a Palestinian village near Jerusalem and in a Tel Aviv
home six months before the outbreak of the El-Aqsa Intifada in September
2000.
Events since that time have rendered the exhibit even
more poignant and harrowing.
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Materials
The exhibits were constructed on site, almost
exclusively from local materials. Recorded lullabies from nearby regions
were translated and made into sound installations.
I have long been enamored of foam plastic. I frequently
came across mattresses in an advanced state of decay – soggy brown,
bloated and porous – at Israeli junk heaps. Somewhere in the back
of my mind is the first
masquerade costume I ever wore – a yellow and green
cowslip gown that my mother had clipped together. I still remember the
way it felt against my skin – brittle, electric, soft and compliant
all at one time.
I found the motley-colored, second-hand
medications neatly lined up among a potpourri of knickknacks
and household items at the Russian Market in the Israeli town of Netanya.
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Colony
Colonies, anthills, frenzied gatherings. Political
undertones. Sensuous, organic congregations radiating out like magnetic
fields.
Colony
is constructed from rolls of felt. The minimalist domocile of exile
and flight, extending along rugged floors like a coral reef –
a new branch of anthropology? Small felt scrolls tell the story.
Ideas spring to life from a tangled web of associations,
from the tension among the intersecting realms of media, material, culture
and ethnicity. Like a flash of light across an unforseen landscape.
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