10 July - 16 July 2010
I WANT TO SAY STRAIGHT AWAY THAT MY NAME IS ROBERT DUNCAN JUST IN CASE ANY OF YOU ENTERED THE WRONG HALL
Næsti Bar, Ingólfsstræti 1a, Reykjavik, Iceland
Artists: Liudvikas Buklys, Gintaras Didžiapetris & Rosalind Nashashibi, Antanas Gerlikas, Nicolas Matranga, Elena Narbutaite, Snowden Snowden
Think of this little exhibition as a first sentence in a conversation. The very first sentence in a conversation is a bit like an epigraph or an opening shot in a movie - all these things establish a certain structure out of nothingness (a dialogue, a book, a story), but at the same time depend on their existence from the very same structure. Technically speaking, when you read an epigraph the book does not yet exist, does it? The first sentence is a promise, just like a threshold is a promise of a house or like sparkling water is a promise of champagne.