I Move Forward, I Protozoan, Pure Protein.
April 29th - June 25th 2016 // extended until July 23th 2016
I too, who was slowly reducing myself to whatever in me
was irreducible, I too had thousands of blinking cilia, and with my cilia
I move forward, I protozoan, pure protein. Hold my hand, I reached the
irreducible with inevitability of a death-knell - I sense that all this is ancient
and vast. I sense in the hieroglyph of the slow roach the writing of the Far East.
And in this desert of great seductions, the creatures: I and the living roach.
Life, my love, is a great seduction in which all that exists seduces. That room
that was deserted and for that reason primarily alive. I had reached the nothing,
and the nothing was living and moist.
Clarice Lispector, The Passion According to G. H.
Genthiner Strasse 36
T +49 (0) 30 498 084 87
Tue-Sat, 12-6 pm
and by appointment
The gallery will be closed
during summer break:
August 16th - 31st.