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Valerie Kong, Hard Copy, 2022

11th November - 25th November

A first solo exhibition by Valerie Kong, with painted works from her ongoing series Presents. Text by George Lynch.

Valerie Kong (b.1994, Hong Kong) is an artist based in London.






ML Poznanski, Stories Not Systems, 2019

14th June - 30th June

A holzweg is a path in the woods where trees naturally fall to die and which also serves as a route for their procurement. It doesn’t connect any two places per se, it is a ‘wrong path’; one you can never walk twice because it shifts and changes. The image is an analogue for understanding language creation – an unending path of shifts and turns, forging a new space for language to fill. New stories for resurgence and for re-othering. Language and stories, as opposed to systems. Though the two are not necessarily dichotomous; they exist in tandem, like a see-saw.

ML Poznanski (b.1984, Hull) is an artist and clothesmaker based in Warsaw and London. She is part of the collective Everyone Agrees who have published The Night & After The Night (released by Book Works). She has performed at Raven Row as a guest for Resonance FM and has had work included in exhibitions at SPACE, London and Castillo/Corrales, Paris. Most recently she has taken part in the group show Fool’s Prophecy in Warsaw.



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additional – financial – support, 2018

28th November - 9th December

Gillian Carnegie
Erika Landström
Dana Munro
Paule Vézelay

Organised by Dana Munro and Tim Steer

Gillian Carnegie, Metropolitan Diamonds, 2016, Art on the Underground poster commission, 101.5 x 63.5 cm; Erika Landström, Let’s get to know each other better, 2018, Laser cut copper plate, 58 x 44 cm; Dana Munro, The British Council, 2018, T-shirt, tape, frames, 104 x 77 x 3 cm; Paule Vézelay, Untitled, 1959, Charcoal and pastel on paper 63.5 x 48.3 cm



photo: Benedict Johnson, 2016



Camilla Wills, Mourning times one hundred, 2017

12th December - 12th January

mourning is an empty box with an excessive syntax. a rose does not allude to anything except its own existence. but you feel, brushing within its range, a bit more complete. which means the sensation is an apparition from nothing, the rose is an empty box with an excessive syntax. to hide a passion is inconceivable because a passion is, in its essence, made to be seen; methods of mourning like covering the eyes, an exaggeration of precautions, dark glasses, stalking, blackmail… i want you to know that i am hiding something, i want you to know the depth of feeling that i don’t want to show you, and for you to share the suspension of reality. this is another way of putting a steak in your letter box. you see irony and sympathy are interconnected, how many ironic contortions are required to make an exit? from barthes: “i advance pointing to my mask: i set a mask upon my passion, but with a discreet (and wily) finger i designate this mask. every passion has its spectator… i can mould my message but not my voice.”

a scaled-up model of the defunct fireplace serves to mask a large working radiator across the room. this imitation is both a filter and an explicit cover-up. it is an elaborate empty box and an examination of warmth, presenting an affective relation to loss. the space between the replica chimney and the first is 120 cm, the distance of accessibility advised by the council.

the simulated fireplace also acts as a shelf for a decorative collage. in the lecture intimacy loss anonymity, a screen-grab of which is used within the collage, john paul ricco says: “aesthetics is the technique and the praxis of standing in the groundless ground.” like a dandy? and the statement has gravity.

the corridor is lit with the date of the previous year, a theatrical year not easy to move on from. the show falls across a change in date, the worm is cut in two.



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Olga Pedan, Residual Living, 2017

25th February - 11th March

“Your appearance now is what we call residual self image. It is the mental projection of your digital self.”

―Morpheus to Neo

Online we are generally encouraged to simplify our responses through the binaries of active or passive or with emoticons that (similarly to theatre masks) simplify and amplify emotional states. Data is sold as precious signs indicating what and when someone might consume. Increasingly this data is created by algorithms imitating human behaviour. Social bots generate clicks and views on clone websites, hacking the monetary flows of marketing. If the money can be made without us are we still the primary life or are we to be considered residual images of our digital selves?

“The richest people in the world look for and build networks. Everyone else looks for work.”

―Robert Kiyosaki

Residual or passive income is income that does not require you to work continuously. While readily available to some, for many it is a dream attainable only though participation in pyramid schemes. The dream is to not have to work and to live of the residues of ones own and others consumption.

Residual Life Institute is one such scheme, promising you the prospect of generating passive income just by using and recruiting others to use their services. Ironically they promote their service by saying they will donate money to food banks for every transaction you make, adding a step below you on the ladder of residual dependency.

In a world where consumption is the minimum requirement for being considered living, residual income schemes seem like a form of self cannibalism. Perhaps there is a secret alchemical truth in this; a serpent eating its own tail.

Olga Pedan (1988, Kharkov, Ukraine) is a Swedish artist based in Germany. She graduated from the Städelschule, Frankfurt am Main (2014). Her work spans various media, ranging from painting and costume making to installation, video and photography.



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The Reading Room, 2016

27th September - 29th October

Readings by Crispin Best, Melissa Gordon and Ghislaine Leung

30 writers, artists and curators were invited to contribute a text of theirs to The Reading Room. Each person then also suggested another text by someone else. The room has both the pieces from invited contributors as well as their suggestions on display for the month. You are most welcome to stop by and have a read…

Contributors include:

Zuzanna Bartoszek, Crispin Best, Harry Burke, David Raymond Conroy, Andrew Durbin, Rozsa Farkas, Dan Fox, Caspar Heinemann, Juliana Huxtable, Orit Gat, Gaybar, Melissa Gordon, Chris Kraus, Emily La Barge, Ghislaine Leung, Laura Mclean Ferris, Cathy Osterberg, Naomi Pearce, Heather Phillipson, Paul Pieroni, Joana Rafael, Ariana Reines, Rory Rowan, SALT, Derica Sheilds, Amy Sherlock, Keston Sutherland, Maya Tounta, Camilla Wills.

Other selected texts include:

Kathy Acker, Douglas Adams, Aria Dean, Jodi Dean, Leslie Feinberg, Tom Gidley, Aurelia Guo, Gary Indiana, Joey de Jesus, Barbara Mor, Gary Indiana, Clarence Major, Maggie Nelson, Cady Noland, Zach Ozma, Cecilia Pavon, Gillian Rose, Mary Robison, Bruno Schulz, Astra Taylor, Frank B. Wilders.



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Jess Wiesner, Access to Remedy, 2016

25th February - 11th March

Part of a larger series of work around images pulled from a pharmaceutical institutions algorithmic database, rearranged; the systematisation of liminal, hormonal, and linear development intersected by the memory of sex(less) education classes and pro-reproduction adult enticements.

Direct exposure on to photographic paper blanks out information; ingestion, digestion and its eventual output. Areas that are fully exposed to the light become blackened. Information makes itself explicitly oblique, logged but incomputable.

Booms in consumption and production driven by new consumer wealth where the “less but better” dream of industrial design finds solvency within economic liberalisation policies that champion austerity, privatisation of public care services and mass deregulation.

Jess Wiesner is an artist currently living and working in London. She attended de Ateliers in Amsterdam and has been exhibiting with both collaborative projects and solo work including at Hessel Museum, New York; Wysing Arts Centre, Cambridge; Chisenhale Gallery, London; Tate Modern, London; CIC, Cairo; Kunsthall Oslo. She recently attended a Rupert residency programme and will be resident artist at Cove Park, Scotland later this year.



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Re: Re:, 2015

4th December - 21st December

Alex Baczynski-Jenkins

Loretta Fahrenholz

Ghislaine Leung

Matthew Richardson

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I pulled at a bit of loose thread, it had attached itself to my leg, by my leg, under the sleeve of high performance running bottoms. I pulled it in a tight fist with a quick resistance to snap it away, but it slid, smooth, into the round of my last finger, slicing it open. It was a light cut to the skin, a groove felt against another finger. The sensory imperfection of feeling a lack, a thing that isn’t a thing but a gap on a boundary because there must have been a steady and consistent exchange of sensory information between the two fingers rubbing against each other that is now interrupted by a thin parting. But I register it as a bump. It feels like a ridge made of air, a non-being and something no longer apprehended by the contours of the body. The skin as both perceiving object and subject of perception. This slight groove of parted skin felt as its opposite, as an interrupting presence.

2.
I walk out of a bright room at the ICA, I am reading an early script of The Imitation Game at 2am in a hotel room waiting for you to return, I am deleting browsing history, I’m outside in the New York heat hopping between air conditioned interiors, I am the bleached-out colour from eyelids that have been in the sun too long, I am buying new trainers that are shopped in a specialist discounted store, I am the corporate blue of Facebook, I am hot dogs in a pizza crust.

– Tim Steer



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