Paul Thek (American, 1933-1988)
Untitled (Earth Drawing I), c. 1974
Acrylic on newspaper
Collection of Robert Wilson, New York
The Estate of George Paul Thek.
Courtesy Alexander and Bonin, New York
[outer space on media, or media on outer space! …saw this today from the press release for the Carnegie International exhibition in Pittsburgh, there are some nicely put together parallel thoughts to some things that we are doing…]
Are we alone in the universe? Do aliens exist? Or are we, ourselves, strangers in our own world?
The question “Is there life on Mars?” is a rhetorical one posed by the exhibition in the face of a world where political, social, natural, and economic global events increasingly seem to challenge and threaten to overtake the most basic forms of everyday existence.
“The thematic premise behind the show has to do with the idea of the intimate moments in our daily lives that we miss by walking through our worlds and not seeing what is right in front of us. It also has to do with the more infinite sense of being part of the larger universe and finding ourselves on the inside and looking out.” — Douglas Fogle, Carnegie Museum of Art curator of contemporary art.
Life on Mars, the 2008 Carnegie International
May 3, 2008 – January 11, 2009
Carnegie Museum of Art
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Pittsburgh, PA 15213
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it talks quite out of my heart. i feel very similar about the uncertan relationship between the universe that is somehow unknown and ungraspable and the everyday life that we mostly don’t know how to deal with it.
in the context of our work that means, dealing with our own history seems not to be always so easy, it is right there in front of us, but somehow seems to just fly beside us as the pace of life is nowerdays very fast. this experience of everyday life versa the flow of the universe or the people around us, that we sometimes almost don’t aknowledge anymore. to find the balance between these two pols is the challenge and somehow this is the level that i want to touch people.
the time passes and things change, nothing lasts but somehow is perserved in other ways like in our body, the air, in the space between us…