Shortcut video (2022)

Installation views of Earth Positive, a group show at Spas Setun, Moscow [01.07-17.07/2022]
Best show in town, 2021, 21 sec video loop, dimensions vary, on screen
w/ Lara Joy Evans, Arc M Sch, Maksim Soiko, Ksenia Marchenko, Victor Vejle, Maksim Sapozhnikov, ARCHIVARIUS

Curated by Vitaly Bezpalov
Photo by Varvara Toplennikova
Text contribution by Serguey Guskov

Earth doesn’t stand a chance. They decide to protect it; they decide to put it in charge. The Earth is used to be exploited: “Nature is not a temple, but a workshop, and man’s the workman in it,” they said.Now the planet in our eyes is also not a temple, but a goddess. Cruel and ruthless. “Death and life are so closely united in her [Greek goddess Gaia] that it is not easy to separate them. Through life shebrings everything to death, but she also through death endows everything with life. It absorbs both the light of day and bottomless blackness of night. Graves and cradles, both stand on it.” The currentera seems to offer us more graves, but the number of cradles has not diminished either. Another question is what outcome this (still) overproduction of human beings works for. Are we born—or are wealready reincarnated titans, the hidden forces of the angry planet? Who are we really? Titans. Giants. Chthonic monsters. Children of the Earth buried alive in its depths. Prisoners of the sun’s deprivedsubsoil, yarning to break free. Passionately approaching the moment when—by the forces of humans, inside humans, and against humans—to enter the world. Here we have come and declared the end ofhumanity, the end of ourselves. However, the vow to destroy humankind utterly must be fulfilled at all costs, otherwise the titans will fall again, sealed back in unthin able abysses, in endless torment andself-destructive hatred. “The law of the truth of miracles is harsh and inoxerable: whoever of the marvelous creatures of the realm of living life fails at least once to fulfill its destiny is doomed to the realmof dead life.” The Earth is indifferent: whether the people who have tortured it for centuries win or else the titans who worshipped their mother succeed—it absolutely doesn’t matter. The Earth is readyto accept any triumphant, yet it loves the way the living will envy the dead. The truth is neither humans nor titans stand a chance. None does. The planet is going to shred the entire creation. Swallows.Turns to ashes. Reborns. And all over again crushes and humiliates. Doesn’t even leave a name. And those who accept its will and serve faithfully will gladly rush to their doom in the first ranks leadinghundreds of thousands, hundreds of millions. “Although a weaver would wish to mend his web or a clever calculator would correct his mistakes, and the artist would try to retouch his masterpiece if stillimperfect or slightly damaged, Nature prefers to start again from the very clay, from chaos itself, and this horrible waste is what we term natural order.” There won’t be Golden Age anymore. The Earthdoesn’t allow it. We have played it out. It only leaves us with a new religion. A belief in Earth’s divine suffering, which implies—as a reciprocal offering—voluntary self-torture of its children. The strongeryour service, the more incurable should be the wounds that cover your body; the more resolute should be the rejection of all pleasures and well-being; the more fierce should be the contempt for oneselfand others. The era of flagellants, weepers, and poisoners is upon us. Of inquisitors, supervisors, and deleters. Of explainer cards readers, amnesia virtuosos, and grief ed cators. Tongues of flame risingfrom the sacrificial pyres reach the sky, while the eyes of the punishing righteous persons glare. What a fine time we have now!

— Sergey Guskov 

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