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Sense esquerda no hi ha punt de llum

09 Oct, 2025 - 25 Oct, 2025

The cultural brick imposes a unique look for a unique viewer. This obligatory point of view is violently cultured.鈥疶he event cannot occur under these circumstances. This exhibition softens the margins, blurs the dividing lines, generates a place where things are happening. There is an artists' studio upstairs, a showroom on the middle floor and an empty space downstairs. The first floor looks like a multipurpose room, versatile, adaptable to any fiction or event, a soullessly sexy room, hospitable, retractable and ready to be used.鈥

Normally, there is a very large theatre in the centre of the city. It is a theatre for the fine arts and only works of the highest quality and rigour are exhibited there. And usually, there are also other smaller theatre, nearby and peripheral, suitable for low passions. They are bad copies of the first one and also their artists, who are mediocre and vulgar. They use hairpieces and microphones, they don't know what they are doing.鈥

If the levels of attention are multiple, bodies must also be multiple. There is a person staring at a point of light on the wall, which moves almost imperceptibly. Next to them, another person looks up because there is a crack in the ceiling. 鈥淲ithout the crack no light shines through," they comment. At that moment, some trumpets sound, it seems that the sound comes from behind. When they turn around, they discover that their hair has grown into the shape of animals, and now a cloud threatens to break water above them. They don't tell you, but they want to come back.

An unexpected and somewhat delocalised plot, a political detour, an unforeseen event. A plot on different scales, grandiloquent and minuscule. People who produce the plots, who assemble and disassemble them, who announce them. As well as the possibility to enter into the plots, encourage them, shake them up and then tell them. To handle what is happening. And yet, the impossibility of relating what happened appears.

The event is gaseous, it cannot be grasped. The event is flexible and subjective, it is laxative, purifying, miraculous. It appears by surprise, right in front of you, when you least expect it. It is practically atmospheric: It depends on the degree of humidity in an environment. And in Barcelona there is a lot of humidity. A city hygienically soaked in events.鈥



The cultural brick imposes a unique look for a unique viewer. This obligatory point of view is violently cultured.鈥疶he event cannot occur under these circumstances. This exhibition softens the margins, blurs the dividing lines, generates a place where things are happening. There is an artists' studio upstairs, a showroom on the middle floor and an empty space downstairs. The first floor looks like a multipurpose room, versatile, adaptable to any fiction or event, a soullessly sexy room, hospitable, retractable and ready to be used.鈥

Normally, there is a very large theatre in the centre of the city. It is a theatre for the fine arts and only works of the highest quality and rigour are exhibited there. And usually, there are also other smaller theatre, nearby and peripheral, suitable for low passions. They are bad copies of the first one and also their artists, who are mediocre and vulgar. They use hairpieces and microphones, they don't know what they are doing.鈥

If the levels of attention are multiple, bodies must also be multiple. There is a person staring at a point of light on the wall, which moves almost imperceptibly. Next to them, another person looks up because there is a crack in the ceiling. 鈥淲ithout the crack no light shines through," they comment. At that moment, some trumpets sound, it seems that the sound comes from behind. When they turn around, they discover that their hair has grown into the shape of animals, and now a cloud threatens to break water above them. They don't tell you, but they want to come back.

An unexpected and somewhat delocalised plot, a political detour, an unforeseen event. A plot on different scales, grandiloquent and minuscule. People who produce the plots, who assemble and disassemble them, who announce them. As well as the possibility to enter into the plots, encourage them, shake them up and then tell them. To handle what is happening. And yet, the impossibility of relating what happened appears.

The event is gaseous, it cannot be grasped. The event is flexible and subjective, it is laxative, purifying, miraculous. It appears by surprise, right in front of you, when you least expect it. It is practically atmospheric: It depends on the degree of humidity in an environment. And in Barcelona there is a lot of humidity. A city hygienically soaked in events.鈥



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La Rambla 7 Barcelona, Spain 08002

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