There is No
entry past this hallway
Already you know what is. Past 2
you knew.
Your sweet
mind cannot keep up with your sweet mind which
uncovers
and then recovers
facts to
Your own minds absorption
of delight!
A pattern of light and time which allows
Delight to come or not come
in so many shades
and now,
now that you feel age.
A tear feels good, not bad.
You feel it in the cracks of thought,
your skin in winter;
never mind reality or psoriasis or
the ditches of children that can’t be photographed on Mars.
I’ll be dead before beauty or knowing what is, is found.
You feel it blurred in Hypochondriacal and Sycophantic choices of the menu
Which also feels awkward as
Shaking hands with a child. And familiar as the growth of sadness in the skin of all mothers' eyes.
A guitar weeping isn’t so foreign now.
Your mind is aflutter
with the millennium-clad absorption of
Why not? Is it far to the aspirin.
Shaking hands with this
Barely 2-year-old that plain-to-see
See’s nothing but what is There.
There are too many of us
pushing out of the bad museum.
The "How-many-years-old-am-I?" Song is even structured now to bore new
Ears. Plus Puss
leaking and is it ok to have
skin shedding from them, within?
To be uninformed?
You see
the children just being told
about the planets, recall,
picking aesthetically a favorite:
JUPITER! With a spot.
Picking the ones that are different.
Depose the heart.
Will your interest.
Depose memory.
Cannot care what happens next.
entry past this hallway
Already you know what is. Past 2
you knew.
Your sweet
mind cannot keep up with your sweet mind which
uncovers
and then recovers
facts to
Your own minds absorption
of delight!
A pattern of light and time which allows
Delight to come or not come
in so many shades
and now,
now that you feel age.
A tear feels good, not bad.
You feel it in the cracks of thought,
your skin in winter;
never mind reality or psoriasis or
the ditches of children that can’t be photographed on Mars.
I’ll be dead before beauty or knowing what is, is found.
You feel it blurred in Hypochondriacal and Sycophantic choices of the menu
Which also feels awkward as
Shaking hands with a child. And familiar as the growth of sadness in the skin of all mothers' eyes.
A guitar weeping isn’t so foreign now.
Your mind is aflutter
with the millennium-clad absorption of
Why not? Is it far to the aspirin.
Shaking hands with this
Barely 2-year-old that plain-to-see
See’s nothing but what is There.
There are too many of us
pushing out of the bad museum.
The "How-many-years-old-am-I?" Song is even structured now to bore new
Ears. Plus Puss
leaking and is it ok to have
skin shedding from them, within?
To be uninformed?
You see
the children just being told
about the planets, recall,
picking aesthetically a favorite:
JUPITER! With a spot.
Picking the ones that are different.
Depose the heart.
Will your interest.
Depose memory.
Cannot care what happens next.
Text by Nicholas Shapland
Sasha Panyuta (b. Petropavlovsk-Kamchatsky, Russia) deals with ideas of contemporary communication, relationships, and personal experiences. The friction in relationships, those interactions or feelings which are inconvenient or which we keep private, as well as the body’s undeniable materiality all laced with a melancholic humor constantly resurface throughout her practice. Utilizing both traditional mediums as well as everyday materials she creates objects and images which look critically but also humorously at a sort of post-humanist way of living from a semi-cynical point of view (but the good kind).
B3IG3 visitors
Photo: Raffaele Piano
Video (mobile phone clips): Lisa Hedin, Danny Bohrisch
Editing: Raffaele Piano, Andreas Knag-Danielsen
Video documentation
Video (main): Raffaele PianoVideo (mobile phone clips): Lisa Hedin, Danny Bohrisch
Editing: Raffaele Piano, Andreas Knag-Danielsen
Room 234
Lindner Hotel Am Ku’Damm BerlinPalm
2018
Graphite on paper
100x70 cm
Hanger
2018
Fimo air-light clay
Dimensions variable
(set of 6)
2018
Graphite on paper
100x70 cm
Hanger
2018
Fimo air-light clay
Dimensions variable
(set of 6)
Drop II
2018
Graphite on paper
43x35 cm
2018
Graphite on paper
43x35 cm
I Miss My Mom
2017
Laser etched glass
50x45x80 cm (each)
(set of 4)
Installation view
JUPITER! With a spot.
Lindner Hotel Am Ku’Damm Berlin (DE)
2017
Laser etched glass
50x45x80 cm (each)
(set of 4)
Installation view
JUPITER! With a spot.
Lindner Hotel Am Ku’Damm Berlin (DE)
Drop III
2018
Graphite on paper
43x35 cm
2018
Graphite on paper
43x35 cm
Shirt
2018
Steel wire-mesh, acrylic paint
Dimensions variable
2018
Steel wire-mesh, acrylic paint
Dimensions variable
Hanger
2018
Fimo air-light clay
Dimensions variable
(set of 6)
Drop IV
2018
Graphite on paper
43x35 cm
2018
Fimo air-light clay
Dimensions variable
(set of 6)
Drop IV
2018
Graphite on paper
43x35 cm
Installation view
JUPITER! With a spot.
Lindner Hotel Am Ku’Damm Berlin (DE)
JUPITER! With a spot.
Lindner Hotel Am Ku’Damm Berlin (DE)
Palm
2017
Graphite on paper
100x70 cm
Shirt
2017
Steel wire-mesh, acrylic paint
Dimensions variable
Right:
Drop V
2018
Graphite on paper
45x35 cm
Shirt
2018
Steel wire-mesh, acrylic paint
Dimensions variable
Photo: Raffaele Piano
2017
Graphite on paper
100x70 cm
Shirt
2017
Steel wire-mesh, acrylic paint
Dimensions variable
Right:
Drop V
2018
Graphite on paper
45x35 cm
Shirt
2018
Steel wire-mesh, acrylic paint
Dimensions variable
Photo: Raffaele Piano