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'Hear The Lizards Listening' by Claude Eigan & Maren Karlson at MÉLANGE, Cologne

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Maren Karlson, Let‘s see if I can be born again, 2018
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Claude Eigan, Inner Saboteur, 2019
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Claude Eigan, Inner Saboteur, 2019
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Maren Karlson, Engel der Nacht, 2019
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Maren Karlson, Suddenly the path seems easier, and wider, and you realize you're at the center and there's nothing there but yourself, 2019
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Claude Eigan, Maren Karlson, Owls, 2019
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Claude Eigan, Maren Karlson, Owls, 2019
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Claude Eigan, Maren Karlson, Owls, 2019
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Claude Eigan, Maren Karlson, Owls, 2019

The lizard basking in the sun is a well-known protagonist of philosophical thinking. What’s the relationship between the motionless lizard and the stone, the motionless stone on the ground and the human approaching it’s own reflection in the reptile’s eye?

The animal’s suspended state of awareness, mind and body absorbed into the environment, is something humans can rarely achieve – in unconscious delirium, when they are sick with emotions or immersed in psychoactive darkness. We as humans are prisoners of our own bodies and experiences.

Which is better off, a lizard basking in the sun or a philosopher?

Some of the cold-blooded reptilians are even said to shape-shift into human form. Playing the role of the alien predator, the reptoids originated from new age philosophy populate our fantasy and occasionally our politics. Lizards have had their claws in humankind since ancient time.

Hear the Lizards Listening is a contrapuntal proposal to the realm of the rational human conscious. It suggests listening for silence, searching for the alien within, wether mutated or genetically engineered allowing the lizard to return the gaze.

The poem She Rose by Maren Karlson sets the tone for this encounter. The two artists collaboratively created a group of humanoid sculptures, examining the visitor from outside the window. Claude Eigan’s sculpture Inner Saboteur is an investigation of the gut, technically the human’s roots, it’s powerhouse and the dark birthplace of anxiety. In Maren Karlson’s paintings fluid bodies rove through an irrational realm, confidently growing from a pitch black vacuum ground. They could be our proxies when the sun goes down on Wake Island.

14.2.19 — 30.3.19

Curated by Sarah Johanna Theurer

MÉLANGE

'ABSINTHE', Group Show Curated by PLAGUE at Smena, Kazan

'Pupila' by Elizabeth Burmann Littin at Two seven two gallery, Toronto

'Auxiliary Lights' by Kai Philip Trausenegger at Bildraum 07, Vienna

'Inferno' by Matthew Tully Dugan at Lomex, New York

'Зamok', Off-Site Group Project at dentistry Dr. Blumkin, Moscow

'Dog, No Leash', Group Show at Spazio Orr, Brescia

'Syllables in Heart' by Thomas Bremerstent at Salgshallen, Oslo

'Out-of-place artifact', Off-Site Project by Artem Briukhov in Birsk Fortress, Bi

'Gardening' by Daniel Drabek at Toni Areal, Zurich

'HALF TRUTHS', Group Show at Hackney Road, E2 8ET, London

'Unknown Unknowns' by Christian Roncea at West End, The Hague

'Thinking About Things That Are Thinking' by Nicolás Lamas at Meessen De Clercq,

‘Funny / Sad’, Group Show by Ian Bruner, Don Elektro & Halo, curated by Rhizome P

'Don’t Die', Group Show at No Gallery, New York

'Almost Begin' by Bronson Smillie at Afternoon Projects, Vancouver

'I'll Carry Your Heart's Gray Wing with a Trembling Hand to My Old Age', Group Sh

'hapy like a fly' by Clément Courgeon at Colette Mariana, Barcelona

'Fear of the Dark' by Jack Evans at Soup, London

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