After a guided tour of Avril Corroon’s exhibition at Sismógrafo, the artist invites you to bring in your credit or debit cards, expired or in date, for them to be melted in acetone. Both the deformed plastic and the metal within the destroyed cards will then be pressed along with flowers found around Sismógrafo’s neighbourhood. We will also capture airborne spores of smuts, moulds, and other invisible fungi, scraped from Sismografo’s carpet, walls and furniture, but found also on participant’s clothes and skins. These will be cultured in petri dishes, so that their development can be followed up in the future.
Avril Corroon (Ireland, 1991) is a visual artist working across moving image, performance, and sculpture to examine precarious living conditions including the housing crisis, wealth inequity and labour exploitation. Through making a 1:1 scale Porsche from cardboard disguised with a car dust cover, artisanal cheese from toxic mould collected from...rented accommodation, or covertly filming whilst waitering poorly in a restaurant, she combines an absurd or dark humour with critique. She received an MFA from Goldsmiths University in 2019. Upcoming and past solo exhibitions include Got Damp at TACO (2022) in London, ‘Spoiled Spores’ curated by Sheena Barrett at the LAB, Dublin (2019) and ‘Just Do It’ at Ormond Studios, Dublin (2014). Her work has been exhibited and screened at The Feminist Supermarket at Ormston House, Limerick (2020), Work in Progress at South London Gallery (2020), ‘Forming a Residency Association’ at Lux (2020), Enclave (2018) in London, Hotel Maria Kapel in the Netherlands (2016) and Temple Bar Gallery & Studios, Dublin (2016). Her work has been collected by the Arts Council Ireland.
"When you walk together it is in the forest that is close by your house in the late afternoon. It is autumn in London but clear and bright, so that the facades of the tenements that you can see through the tree line are lit vividly yellow against the leaden grey of the sky. In a few hours the sunset will light the clouds on fire. The sky is huge and violently coiled above the canopy but down here you are sheltered; there is a sense of insulation and depth, of enormous distances. And anyway you are more focused on the other. The time is spent well - you feel love and connection with this person, and you think that both of you are happy as you walk, sometimes chatting about deep and intense things or about art, but most of the time just walking together in comfortable silence. Occasionally you push your finger through the palm of your opposite hand to be sure that you are still unconscious, and that you still have total control over what happens in this place. You can do whatever you want, but never really allow yourself to fully explore this since of course your ethical structuring is extremely well developed and remains in full operational control, even down here in the luxurious depths of fabulation. After some time the scene dissolves and you wake up and record the experience in detail so that later you will be able to share. (...)"
Fragment of DREAM STORY, by Louis Mason.
Entrada actualizada el el 13 sep de 2022
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