Future perfect simple continuous is a perfect future, imperfect future, and simple, ongoing future, pre-future, pre-present, absence, a place without time.
Time doesn't flow here, it stopped at a certain point and stayed there forever.
In a museumless phase, a human becomes a museum piece himself as a super-global predator, as an invasive species, as a mark or a symbol of the past.
An entity existing within an institution referring to itself. Satisfaction.
This exhibition is a free sequel to an exhibition called Podkrovie (Mansard) that took place 2 years ago in the City Gallery of Bratislava in the mansard of Mirbach Palace.
It's a free sequel because the same people collaborated on it.
Mira Kubáňová, Martina Mäsiarová, Iva Durkáčová, Jano Skaličan, Ľuboš Kotlár and Maroš Greš.
Back then and now it was about researching forms of collaboration.
This time, we decided to create something together. We didn't get a space in advance, so an essential part was the choice of space for this exhibition.
We wanted to stay in a safe institutional space and at the same time, we were looking for something that already has some content in it.
We have decided to go to the Natural history museum. It's the only one that doesn't focus on human activity but humans as a biological species.
Humans are equal to everything else.
Our work title for this exhibition is Contemporary Diorama.
We wanted to go for a traditional way of displaying exhibits in a museum.
Our diorama is deconstructed because it's missing a glass piece, it's not a surrounded or bordered by anything and it doesn't have a specific shape.
The human becomes its part without the option to keep a distance from it.
During their movement around the space, they are followed by a composition of recordings.
These recordings contain authentic sounds of Earth, both close and distant.
They are sounds of growing plants, insects, oysters, and also distant sounds like the sound of Earth from outer space, the sound of Sun, light.
Sounds of things or events that are long gone before their sounds reach us.
I think it's about orientation in space.
About what I can see and what is what, about everything I see and what I shouldn't see but see it anyway.
About searching for what is or should be here.
The vernissage took place in different conditions, especially different lighting conditions.
It was dusk and it was getting darker. People walked into a big dark space and had to find each other and followed the sounds.
It wasn't easy because a performer was there for 2 hours and a lot of people thought it was just a photograph.
Some people were asking about it, so I had to explain that it was a person.
The interesting part was that every person who walked in became anonymous in a way because nobody could see each other's faces.
They probably all knew each other but coudln't recognize each other.