P001 → an essay on spikey things flying at my face.
Installation (video 6’30, text, wood)
Delcia Orona
Grand Jury
Master CCC Critical Curatorial Cybermedia
HEAD - Genève
June 2024
Delcia Orona
Grand Jury
Master CCC Critical Curatorial Cybermedia
HEAD - Genève
June 2024
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The treehouse is a holder. A holder of many, as it is a holder for us and our sensations, our desire to hide, to hold our memories and secrets, and ultimately, a place to escape into.
Like Truong Minh Quý ’s The Tree House: the tree house as escape, the tree house as memory and childhood. Dually, the tree house as occupying, yet evictable - like the homes of their characters, whose cave homes and tree houses were destroyed by American forces during the Vietnam War. He writes, “As if the tiny house since then has been residing in my memory so quietly and so long that it turns out it’s me who is staying inside the house: inside of an inside of an inside.”
It takes up space - an occupying object - that reminds us of the Zone À Défendre (ZAD) project, the UC Berkeley tree-sitters, and many other occupations. A pacifist object in an institutional space.
It is a secret hiding spot - a space of confinement of deep rest and recovery, of solitude and intimacy. When should we go into hiding there, and for how long?
Within that space, it holds secret hopes. Wishes. Angst. Rebellion. It gives them space to stay and rest, for which they don’t leave. It becomes implicated in its own critique. It is both necessary, that we must return to often, yet one by which we must depart from, then return to, then depart from again. As an extension of the work Colorado In Convulsion, this installation aims to put such concepts into question, while holding space to rest, read, and reflect.
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Text can be found here.