homealone
homealone I mean, we kill horses, don’t we ?
Witnessing none but small fires
Witnessing none but small fires It started like this, under a railway bridge: a faded navy-blue Adidas bag, half torn open by wind, by rain, by sun. It started with a snake emerging from the bag, brushing its scaly skin against a broken zipper from what was probably once a pocket.We have written records going […]
thousand years
thousand years thousand years, solo show by Andréa Spartà at Friends And Family, Bordeaux, France I sewed these cushions in 2024. There were five of them. I set two aside because the sheets I had used were haloed with sweat. Hyperhidrosis comes from an overactivity of the sympathetic nervous system. The sweat produced by the […]
I was real
I was real Péril en la demeure. The need to act quickly.by Eva Foucault Andrea and I talked about moving and how we like to pack our lives into boxes. There’s something aboutcontrol in the miniaturization of our surroundings. A need for closeness, too. Having everything within reach, to stay connected to our daily lives, […]
Love
Love, a solo exhibition of Andréa Spartà at Kaiserwache, Freiburg Im Breisgau, with a text by Ilja Zaharov, photo by Stefan Lux
Living Is Easy
Living Is Easy Living is easyJeanne is sleeping. An alarm clock rings. She wakes up, gets up, goes to stop the ringing, and returns to bed. A second alarm goes off. She stops it somewhere else in the house. She’s about to lie back down when a third alarm sounds. She barely has time to stop it before […]
Privilege Of Being
Privilege Of Being that was it : the person who was supposed to write the text couldn’t do it before the openingwe had agreed that they would write it afterward, perhaps between christmas and new year’s the person who was supposed to write the text ultimately couldn’t do it because they had to stay […]
room temperature
room temperature the site is near the chauvet cave the animals painted in overlapping layers appeared to move as the flickering light of a fire’s flame danced across the irregular walls one can imagine it i found the fountain on a chinese site i ordered the opalescent white version but i received the white […]
The Weather (as part of Nuances)
The Weather (as part of Nuances) The weather, as part of the exhibition Nuances, curated by Magalie Meunier, Le Theatre, Scène Nationale de Mâcon, France.
empire
empire A Sunday or a public holiday. The kind of day when everything seems to have stopped. He has no appointments, no one to see, nothing scheduled. A free day. An empty day. He lives in one of those spaces said to be renovated, converted, a former soap factory whose cruelty has been forgotten. […]