Nomadic philosophy, curatorial studies, conceptual design, writing

L’odore di Kyiv / The taste of Kyiv

[Italiano Mow Mag]
[Italiano podcast]
[English (short) Modern Times]
[English (long) The Anarchist Library]

How does one think while the whole world around explodes? Here the “privilege” that is often spoken of, the one that must be declared as a sort of conflict of interest when doing slightly bourgeois artistic projects, is quite blatant: too blatant. For different reasons, we both believe in our respective practices as “embodied,” a philosophy and a curatorial practice that make use of the body to “demonstrate” or experience one’s theories. We came here, with delicacy and humility, because History is passing close to us and it is disrespectful to talk about things without being traversed by them. After so much talk about the problems of so-called cultural appropriation, no one has done anything to recount conditions that do not belong to them. Yet this very thing belongs to us. Here, in Kyiv, everything seems normal and abnormal at the same time. Here, in Kyiv, perhaps the idea of Europe that Immanuel Kant spoke of risks dying forever: the place of “perpetual peace.” The contradictions, now, as the spirit of the times. The war is perhaps ending, even if not as the Ukrainians wished: so these are the last blows, the fiercest, the ones in which we too risk dying dozens of times every day. Death, the real one, which Yulia Alenina, who invited us, calls “noisy night.”


[YKP Arts looker]
[Norsk NY TID]: