E X I L E
curated by Jen Kratochvil

Adresse

Elisabethstraße 24

1010 Wien

Barrierefreiheit

Teilweise barrierefrei

Kurator*innen

Jen Kratochvil

Jen Kratochvil (geb. 1986, Tschechische Republik) ist ein in Prag ansässiger Kurator und Pädagoge. Er schloss sein Studium an der Akademie für Kunst, Architektur und Design in Prag ab und lehrt derzeit an der Abteilung für Fotografie der Filmakademie in Prag. Kratochvil war Direktor der Kunsthalle Bratislava, bis diese kürzlich von der neuen nationalistischen slowakischen Regierung geschlossen wurde. Er war Mitbegründer von Significant Other, einer in Wien ansässigen kuratorischen Plattform, die sich mit den Überschneidungen von Architektur und Urbanismus mit der Kunst in Mitteleuropa beschäftigt. Zuvor war Kratochvil als freiberuflicher Kurator in Zusammenarbeit mit verschiedenen Institutionen wie der Galerie Rudolfinum und der Nationalgalerie Prag, unabhängigen Räumen und privaten Galerien tätig. In seiner Langzeitforschung untersucht er verschiedene Formen der Identitätsentwicklung und -konstruktion in Osteuropa durch künstlerische Praktiken, institutionelles Engagement und Kritik. Seine kuratorische Praxis konzentriert sich in erster Linie auf zeit- und objektivbasierte Medien, mit besonderem Augenmerk auf Architektur, Technologie und das Potenzial von queerem Widerstand inmitten einer kollektiv erfahrenen konservativen Wende in der Region.

Künstler*innen

Hynek Alt

Nikola Balberčáková

Květoslava Fulierová & Petra Feriancová

Laura Gozlan

Martins Kohout

Astrid Proll

Jelisaveta Rapaić

Anna Rusínová

Sráč Sam

Miriam Stoney

Ezra Simek

dilithium, chapter 2: doppelgängers

doppelgänger

i wrote jen this summer from paris, while overlooking the seine. i have no idea where jen is. somewhere in the us, i guess. but she (she?) could be anywhere. jen and i are google-doppelgängers. jen has my email. she (let’s settle with she for simplicity’s sake) beat me to it, getting my address earlier than i did. she has one “k”. i’m using two, like a crazy person, just because of her. but it’s not her fault. she didn’t know about me. i opened my account in 2011. three or four lifetimes ago. jen receives a lot of my mail. i got a single one from her, by accident. did you know when you were setting up your gmail that it would stay with you forever? i’m afraid jen is a terf. or even worse, a trump voter. why does one always need to fear the worst? that obviously says more about me than about her. jen might be my friend. even though my over-cluttered brain and overflowing heart can’t physically encompass more human beings. even though i still try. i love them. human beings. i love you. all of you. mostly. if you’re not terfs, or trump voters and such, that is. and this show was supposed to be about doppelgängers. about shadow images whose stories we don’t want to, can’t, or are not willing to tell. doppelgängers of who? not important. of us. all of us. the rest of us or the last of us mushrooms. we keep fighting binaries. binaries are winning though. just look around. winner/loser. harris or trump. poor and proud or a hypocrite. east and west, still, can you believe it. a delicious sweet energizing beverage or boycott. morality, or not. no left, no right anymore, yet still searching for luke skywalker at every step. it’s her or him and don’t you dare to think otherwise, hide in your little corner and pls just shut up. punch. punch. crying. boxers, i mean, shouldn’t sport be just? why, oh why. i really hope jen is not my mirror image and we don’t live in a multiversal simulation because this one life is too much already. overwhelmed. that’s what i am. and tired. and that’s ok, they keep telling me, memes. do i need jen? nope. i don’t. simple as that. does she need me? probably the same. but how would i know? i’m not her and have no idea what she’s dreaming of, what flowers she likes, how much the concept of the so-called traditional family means to her, or what’s her favorite conspiracy. do i fear jen? tbh, i don’t know. fairytales say doppelgängers are scary and ominous. but does that apply to email addresses too? one can’t even ask these stupid llm things anymore, because. i want to hide, i want to hide in anna’s armor; transform myself with nikola, one way or the other; levitate with hynek, oblivious; love deeply with petra and květoslava; pierce walls by threads with jelisaveta, live through times made mythology with astrid; age endlessly with laura; and simply curl up and dive in those nostalgia fetishes with martins. a warm embrace. calming. reassuring. i was afraid of being too loose. so i did my best doppelgänging be-a-western-gurl act to make this proper. and now i’m trying to smash the whole thing to pieces. but it is a gallery show at the end of the day. too proper actually. i’m disappointed with myself, but also, who cares. i just hope jen would come.

jen

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