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David von Bahr / Roxman Gatt at Ultrastudio, Pescara / Los Angeles

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The moon is red today. Red. The clouds are black, the rain is falling. I clean them. I rub them. They won't go away. Why does it not disappear? Why can’t it all simply disappear? Layers of black cover what was there. There are lines of light that you can examine to understand what's really there. I can't see through. The door is shut. I'm trapped. I can’t get out. There is a rainbow. I'm color blind. The rainbow flows down from the sky and down into the ground, filling the traces left by

Everything.

(Poem by David von Bahr)

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When escaping metador

Your hands holding

Onto me whilst

You rode me

We just kept driving

En route, escaping

Heartbreak and sad tunes

Between your thighs

So wet with sweat

Of fear of death

Against my neck

Mother was wailing

She was punished

For failing

We rode past her

Witnessing the disaster

Not once we asked her

Wether she is in

Need of plaster.

(poem by Roxman Gatt)

27.10.19 — 29.12.19

ULTRASTUDIO, Pescara

3.11.19 — 27.11.19

ULTRASTUDIO, Los Angeles

Ultrastudio

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'The Man-Servant' by Manuel Cornelius and Georg Thanner at Nails projectroom, Due

'Wrought Bundle' by Garrett Lockhart at Afternoon Projects, Vancouver

'Heavy Middle' by Thomas Moor at Stiftung BINZ39, Zurich

'The Alchemist' by Matyáš Chochola at Gossamer Fog, London

'Ich und mein Modell' by Cosima zu Knyphausen at Stadium, Berlin

'WALLWERK', Group Show at Nir Altman, Munich

'Chagrin de merde' by Angélique Aubrit, Ludovic Beillard, Hugo Dinër at Etablisse

'From Larva to Ghost' by Victor Gogly at Light-harvesting Complex, Vantaa

Transformella (aLifveForm fed and cared for by JP Raether) in Cinis’ Forking [4.4

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