CHRISTOPHE CHEMIN Opening and Société de 032c Bar Night
Christophe Chemin’s exhibition in the 032c Workshop vitrine is an explosion of his creative world: snatches from the French Revolutionary calendar and renaissance masterpieces hang next to pictures of German punks and the mythic fever dreams of his prints for Prada. For the opening, the Société de 032c came out in force: click through to see what went down, and do come down to see the exhibition.
Christophe Chemin for Prada: keep your daisies for the cold days is on show at 032c Workshop, St Agnes, Alexandrinenstr. 118-121 until 25 April. Buy a poster here, and come visit Mon-Fri 12-6pm.
Architect Frank Barkow’s ranch retreat in Montana is a sprawling testament to the mindset of Big Sky Country. After a contemplative horse trek on the Montana Plains, Barkow tells us why outlaw country is filled with more than just prairie fantasies. More
“Globally, if we look at the 50 percent who live outside of cities, there are actually two billion people living in the countryside, not working in agriculture. They live in the countryside and we don’t know what they do there.” – Rem Koolhaas, “Countryside,” 032c Issue #23.
Opening this week at the Guggenheim museum in New York, “Countryside: The Future” exhibits the last decade of Koolhaas’ work outside the city – which, hopefully, has shed light on these activities.
“So this is how it is, I think. Stars rain from the sky like shards of glass. Time makes room for timelessness. Creation is always a catastrophe, a shattering. Everything has already happened. The past does not move through the present like a pointed finger or a shadowy confessor in a long cloak. The past is not told you so. Not this is how it all began. It is a knock on the door in the middle of the night. You open the door and no one is there. You cannot tell yourself it must be those feral boys from the corner house because it is too late even for them, and no you could not have heard the knock in your sleep because you’ve been wide awake all night like a hermit crab. So this is how it is. Stars fall from the sky like shot baby sparrows in Mao’s China. Books are imperishable only because turning them into ash takes so little (it’s not like blowing up buildings); they are imperishable only because they are so ready to survive, dispersed across the world, as trails of dust, memories, shreds. As to us, me and you, oh it’s simple. We are the broken vessels containing, spilling all over the place, those who came before us.”
032c Issue #36 cover photographer RENELL MEDRANO’s first European solo exhibition opened yesterday in London. Titled PAMPARA, the show is a product of Medrano’s exploration of her Dominican roots. “I wanted people to feel connected to a place I’m connected to,” she explains.