A void results from an explosion, in astrophysics, the phenomena of a black hole is explained as a void left by an explosion of stars called Supernova.
Voids we experience in life, or senses of nothingness, have a relationship with our cosmos –most importantly through time measure.
Time is abstract and has a relative dimension; there is no beginning and no end. Running time leaves us helpless without the ability to go backwards or forwards, except for our memories.
In our mind, what was real and what was not gets mixed. What happened and didn't becomes irrelevant, what stays is the feeling of absence. The perception of time is relative to each: nostalgic reminiscence, existential living or obsessive planning of the future become mechanisms we develop as defence systems.
How can we fill the void left by the missing person, relationship, country and friend? Images, videos, texts and letters feed the nostalgia building myths- stories we tell others and ourselves. In Raed Yassin’s video Disco, the Lebanese artist remembers his lost father, imagining him as an Egyptian pop star. Basma Alsharif’s The Story of Milk and Honey, depicts an immigrant recalling the country and family he left behind through a letter and vanishing faces from a photo album. From reminiscence we create myths, from myths, prayers. As the desert's bedouins nostalgic poems on their lost oasis. While they stand above what's left over the ruins from the past, they grieve and remember a time long gone. A selection of those poems known as Al Woukouf Ala Al Atlal by Imru al Qais will be presented.
In Sarah Francis’ existential video Nawal’s rituals, produced by Ashkal Alwan, present time is suspended by a couple we do not see but hear. The film captures, in a snapshot, the absent relationship between a man and a woman, where the only thing they shared was the time passing in the calm but heavy climate of Beirut. Time is stretched to become a flawless, unstoppable phenomenon with the surrounding space acting as the only fixed and immutable dimension.
Simon Lewandowski’s time Setter installation includes a reversing clock, allowing time to go backwards and forwards. His research questions our need to measure and control time obsessively. Time is immaterial; an uncatchable dimension of our life which connects us to the organisms of the universe, its stars and galaxies. Perhaps the past and the future look better trough the prism of our imagination as Proust famously said: The only paradises which exist are the ones we have lost.
curated by Karina El Helou
Milan, Via Ventimiglia