W A L L
16 & 17 October 2021 – open studio
11 am – 2 pm on reservation
2 pm – 5 pm free entrance
In the weekend of 16 & 17 October 2021 you are welcome in my studio between 11 am and 5 pm. Would you rather avoid a crowd or do you prefer a personal explanation? Then choose a time block between 11 am and 2 pm. Reservations for a block of 30 minutes can be made via email@example.com. After 2 pm there is free entry.
You will find plenty of room to keep an appropriate distance.
There is old and new work to be seen. Would you like to see a particular (type of) work, or see a work again? Request it via firstname.lastname@example.org. The website allows you to select available works, but there is more work in the studio than there is on the website.
Works from before the year 2000 will be very attractively priced. In addition, all works can be acquired by payment in instalments at no extra cost, with a monthly fee of up to € 20 max. You will receive more information about this during your visit.
9711 KH Groningen
06 – 44 58 77 55
(electrical) bicycles can be stored inside the building
car parking (1 minute walk)
TEKENKABINET – pop up
Tekenkabinet – pop up
1087 HN Amsterdam
13 – 29 september 2019
friday, saturday, sunday from 13.00 – 17.00
free parking on sundays
Four works with a comparable ‘language’. The earliest originated in 2003, the last one has been made this year. A fragment from a letter by Dutch painter Matthijs Maris entails an imporatant source of inspiration. Maris wrote it in 1901. By then, he already lived in England for a long time. The letter was a response to congratulations for his birthday, to which he reacted in a rather grumpy way. In addition to that, he muttered:
“I know you’ve got a little landscape, but to me it does not exist any longer, it was the frame which made the picture. The moment the frame is gone, the picture is gone. It was the frame which made me make it, it is not much but I saw this in it.”
This fragment has been occupying me since the discovery in 1987.
For a wider context of this fragment, please have a look under publications & press: beHANGEN / beSTAAN / @ / Gert van Oortmerssen, or choose directly the link: in het kader van de lijst. The text, as well as the entire catalogue, is in Dutch. To leave the catalogue and return to the Dutch version of the website, please select UIT.
Defriending my facebook was inspired by a message in the newspaper. A model looks at you… with an empty face. Tears in her eyes, shimmering like diamonds. The WAC logo ‘sparkles’ as well: accentuating the drama even stronger.
Have you been defriended yet? (dutch)
every time that you touch it, it’ll turn against you…
9711KC Groningen (NL)
1 july – 28 august 2018
every time that you touch it, it’ll turn against you…when you open tombs. Like me. Because it is your job, because you consider it normal.
That shriveled unity must be taken apart, disassembled! In between the fragments there is seeing … and knowing, and understanding, and of course truth. Yes, oh yes, truth! Truth is difficult, is erratic and fluid, slips out of your hands.
Is being made, is made beautiful, will be explained, sold. And then?
A final resting place is a final resting place …
Do not touch me.
Now I just want to thank you, for going insane. Every second that you suffer, is a loss that I gain. Every breath is a drain down, down into a hole. And your mind is a shrinking thing – it was crushed by your skull. Now you feel time unfolding, deep in your chest. And your body’s expanding, now there’s none of you left. So I just want to thank you, for losing your mind. Yeah you burned just like joan of arc, purified by the flames. You’re alive! You’re alive! Now just want to thank you, for the light that you spread. And magnesium and sulphur, and the fear in your head. And I just want to tell you, you’re nothing so new. Every time that you touch it, it’ll turn against you. Now your future’s a cold thing, down in the damp ground. And your memory’s a lead room, containing this sound. So I just want to thank you, for killing your mind. All the life that you bleed out, well I steal it for mine. You’re alive! you’re alive!
SWANS | She lives | THE GREAT ANNIHILATOR (1995)