To Spawn a Door in the Land of Broken Mirrors
Curated by Nacoca Ko
Featuring video & 3D art by Andrea Bordoli, Antoine Félix Bürcher & Monica Unser, S.A. Chavarría, Eliran Dahan, Nicholas Delap, Sandrine Deumier, Aurélie Dubois, Gwenba, Snow Yunxue Fu, Dave Greber, James Irwin, Jason Isolini, Alan Ixba, Andrea Khora, Nacoca Ko, Gabriel Köi, Léa Porré, & Galaxia Wang
Worldbuilders: Alan Ixba, Nicholas Delap, & Nacoca Ko
Project Assistant: Anna Brotman-Krass
Eighteen artists from around the world come together to create a world of Doors, Gates, Portals, Wormholes.. a frame for the liminal threshold we call Now. Opening toward the future, closing behind the past, this is the space between the rational and the imaginary, consciousness and dreaming, political and ethereal, between the numerical and the numinal. Who are the guardians rising, the gatekeepers? The troll, the sphinx, the alchemist, the nonhuman? What do we leave behind, and what do we bring with us? What do we cancel, what do we crowdfund? The doorway is an arch of shelter as the earth shakes in apocalypse. Laws of physics collapse as the virtual guides us back to our subconscious desires.
We critique and immerse ourselves in new technology, absorb it into the psyche or body, spend a workday in digital labor, fall into madness, and use it to rise in search of the sublime through nature and beyond. Resisting dualisms and hierarchy, this is our transversal door, spawned in the land of broken mirrors.
We only get glimpses of truth, each from a different perspective, looking into the reflective shattered planes. Lost in a chaotic landscape of shards and suffering, we spawn a door to another world. Whether we want to escape this world, or change it, we must first find our own communicable symbol of passage.
We can create an Egyptian underworld door, a quantum wonderland door, a constricted shadow-door, a shrine door, or something older, like a spiral of electromagnetic waves.
Each gate, dug up from rhizomatic roots is a transformative Now.
Now is open…
“Salvation is a long road that leads through many gates. These gates are symbols. Each new gate is at first invisible; indeed it seems at first that it must be created, for it exists only if one has dug up the spring’s root, the symbol.”
— Carl Jung, The Red Book
“Art and religion, carnivals and saturnalia, dancing and listening to oratory - all these have served, in H. G. Wells's phrase, as Doors in the Wall.”
― Aldous Huxley, Doors of Perception