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Ars Electronica .ART Gallery x VR-All-Art Present: ConcreteHouse.art Virtual Exhibition

Kirill Makarov, together with Ksenia Kononenko

8 – 23 September 2021


Unreal Engine, installation, mixed media

Ars Electronica .ART Gallery x VR-All-Art Present: ConcreteHouse.art Virtual Exhibition

8th – 23rd September 2021

For Ars Electronica 2021, .ART takes the opportunity to pull closer and inspect the vast and seemingly immovable architectures behind the landscapes we surround ourselves with. Building upon the overarching theme of the A New Digital Deal, our garden of CONCRETE exposes the monoliths and floes firmly fixing our gaze – lest we forget that slabs of concrete always begin as a liquid and malleable material before cementing into the structures that shape our world.

The Garden features selected partners, including Boston Arlekin Players Theatre’s new interactive experience directed by Igor Golyak and featuring Mikhail Baryshnikov (ZeroGravity.art), .ART’s artist in residence Medina Kasimova, and a selection of Art Schools. Through an open call, ConcreteHouse.art invites over a hundred artists to join the space for playful reflections on the creation of virtual environments. The Garden also presents a series of talks about performance and blockchain in art and gaming.

The key concept is the ‘human scale’. How do we highlight the pliability of our digital surroundings when they are endlessly complex and all-encompassing? How do we keep in mind the different perceptions of reality as the structures we build meet a plethora of different eyes?  How do we inspect our digital landscapes when we are so immersed in them, taking them for granted, passing through on our daily commutes without another thought? After the pandemic called on us to quieten our day-to-day, forced us to take a step back and view things from a distance, we now find ourselves in a moment in time for re-evaluation. Before life begins to restart, now is the time to renovate.

After a demolition, we pick up the pieces to begin anew. Following the Second World War came a period of reconstruction, a time when people began to set their sights on the future and all the possibilities it would bring. Building on the foundations already laid by Modernism, creators were ready for life – ready to make space for daily activities, to make efficient use of what materials were available and affordable post-war, to celebrate existence using no more words than necessary. Out of these desires, brutalist architecture was born: large sweeping structures, sober and simple in build, and made with people’s use and necessities in mind.

Concrete, geometry and simple lines that expose the underlying frameworks of our constructs. Arising from a context that forces us to think about the future, the digital walls of ConcreteHouse.art accommodate a reflection of our current state of mind. It is at this point that we ask not what the digital can do for us, but what we can do for the digital. Ars Electronica’s own statement for 2021 reads as follows:

 “having arrived in the third decade of the 21st century, that is, at a time when we’ve been promised self-driving cars, flying taxis, global prosperity and much more, when we’ve either wished for them or been afraid of all that, at a time when the discourse about digital transformation is louder but also more confused than ever before, it’s time to rethink the foundations of the digital world – or what we believe the digital world to be.” 

Taking these concepts revolving around architecture, malleability and responsibility, .ART presents a selection of mixed VR and AR artworks that offer possible roadmaps towards levelling the playing field.

view of the exhibition
digital garden of concrete, 2021
view of the exhibition
digital garden of concrete, 2021
view of the exhibition
digital garden of concrete, 2021

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If you let the postal codes, the pointers, coincide,

then powered by prehistorical cockleshell or fire bird’s feather

flesh’s imaginary grandeur will graduate from pink to ruddy purple

the difference between fish that facilitate childbirth and footlights

is almost imperceptible from such a flight.

beneath them and beneath me, apparently, the same stage,

namely, the lava, shakes and wobbles.

I don’t prevaricate, I only have my doubts,

I don’t know what gesture’s truth has to do with truth be told,

whether it has anything to do with the piece of fiction by the bench, where nobody asks any more

how to get up, how to sit down, how the zero finger twitches

and how the vein walks around blue in a totally different part of town.

obviously:

the skin is the stage, the body is dressed,

and how rumpled the whole thing is, how battered and wrinkled,

how chilly how pointy how minty how nettle some or something after all.

Ksenia Kononenko

Translated, from the Russian, by Thomas H. Campbel