https://ingentinget.net ingentinget Fri, 24 Oct 2025 12:31:01 +0000 https://ingentinget.net en http://ingentinget.net/Vaska-guld Fri, 24 Oct 2025 12:31:01 +0000 ingentinget 458268  ₲ØⱠĐ *Vaska guld (2025) A solo exhibition in Konstkuben at Vallentuna Kulturhus 20/9-9/11 2025. Press:&nbsp;www.opulens.se.&nbsp; <img width="2000" height="1333" width_o="2000" height_o="1333" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/e304b837ee50ffde0ce53cd4ca50c0bb6982e37a70da475fea3530d14c415112/IMG_0006-3.jpg" data-mid="1421943" border="0" />Photo, Martin Ålund. Exhibition text (SE) Vad tror du du ska hitta hitta här här här? Med ögonen ögon grumlade av den gråbrungröna mjölk (som mjölk som slam) rör sig oroligt i magen. Vänder virvlar. Yr. Fjärilarna har tappat riktningen och i munnen växer något fram fram sådär långsamt &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; som när man tuggat för länge. Vet vet inte ingen vet vad det än är är som maler som gror där som fastnat här. Vingmjöl? Fjärilsgröt? En oformlig klump i halsen. Men där där här ett glimmer ett glittrande glittrande små små så små korn eller bara ögonflimmer. Flagor flimmrar. Guld kanske. Eller galla som stiger som skiktar som silas mellan tänderna. Vaskas. Vaskar händerna skakar rör sköljer roterar skakar skakar separerar. Ser. Ser ingenting. Det rinner mellan fingrarna och och bara oron o oo oro blir kvar sjunkerskvalparslappt i bottensatsen. Hur smakar guld? Tungt på tungan knastrande bittert ändå sött sött som löftet att slicka på myntets båda sidor. Motsatsen till att vaska guld är kanske att vaska guld ut ut i vasken vaskar av blaskar sköljer bort det sugande suget. En omåttlig längtan trängtan tränger bortbort. Måstandet måste leta reda måste se se igen se mer ser det där som frestas frestar på lyckan på krafterna på det sinande sinade modet tålamodet. När när nu nej inte nu kanske sen kanske? Myrlejon väntar bakslugt i sanden med munnen som tratt som en tratt som säger som skriker (–aaaaaaaaaaaaaa!) fast tyst förstås förstå försöker förstå få fram. Ett rullande mullrande mumlande mummel ett ljudligt gugugurglande gap som glupar efter mermermer. Men så sött! (alldeles sockersprött) suktas suktar sväljer sväller. Klibban fäster kväljer klänger tvingar ner luft i lungorna shhhrrr–plapp–plrrrp-hhrrhhh. Konstgjorda andetag får allting att snurra väcker till liv ett liv som vältrar sig upp upp och ut. Vad är det där det här? Är det bitar av mig mig som lossnat som kastats upp som skimrar i solen? Blänka på blänka blänker bländar blinkar blinkar blinka bort dom gyllene fläckarna.En tunga blir tungtungtrött av att leta. Ett öga rinner ut. <img width="3000" height="2000" width_o="3000" height_o="2000" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/83fe01d74c3ab0cc9c5d426f85cb44964a9d56081cba27eb4fbe7e11c58348b3/IMG_0032.jpg" data-mid="1421937" border="0" /><img width="1857" height="1238" width_o="1857" height_o="1238" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/dd7ba40b816af07fa2cdaad88e067ea074f83f05157884b4364a945ff95e6fc8/IMG_0017.jpg" data-mid="1421936" border="0" /><img width="3000" height="2000" width_o="3000" height_o="2000" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/50bedd62294f650c2bbb59a1a2f9e313c3f81b524bb2780910178443d4831562/IMG_0007.jpg" data-mid="1421939" border="0" />Photo, Heidi Edström. Performance in connection with the opening of the exhibition, as a part of UÄÄÄH! performance festival in Vallentuna 20/9 2025. <img width="1024" height="768" width_o="1024" height_o="768" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/141f8de1e9ef2cfe11d385c749e673d05f26f0f2373f14addae9fc0bbe28ecb0/65EDA9E9-330A-4305-9A77-14C23FFEB2DD_1_105_c.jpeg" data-mid="1421940" border="0" /><img width="5472" height="3648" width_o="5472" height_o="3648" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/e91fe78446dff2b96a4035a7877db8579307ca8be85fd5ba87204e293634a41b/IMG_9293.JPG" data-mid="1421942" border="0" />Photo, Jakob Hördegård.  ₲ØⱠĐ *Vaska guld (2025) A solo exhibition in Konstkuben at Vallentuna Kulturhus 20/9-9/11 2025. Press:&nbsp;www.opulens.se.&nbsp; Photo, Martin Ålund.... http://ingentinget.net/mna-ma Tue, 29 Jul 2025 18:21:52 +0000 ingentinget 457447  PIПKmnä’mä (2021) Video, 1min loop. <img width="3024" height="4032" width_o="3024" height_o="4032" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/1af8d06c9cb475e12492f77dcfbd9cda21ff175571c792322454b57e5609c563/IMG_8810.jpeg" data-mid="1414482" border="0" />  PIПKmnä’mä (2021) Video, 1min loop. http://ingentinget.net/Power-Lines Tue, 29 Jul 2025 17:57:38 +0000 ingentinget 457445  ₲ØⱠĐ *Power Lines&nbsp;— A performance piece and installation developed during a studio residence in Yerevan, Armenia 2025, also shown at Buss 501 in Norberg, Sweden 2025. Still – there is something left here. This thin drawn thing, tightstrungstring. Loose outlines of a question shimmers. Trembles in the heat as you press your head to the ground. To listen. To think – yes – no – yes – but far away. The sun has fallen.
 <img width="1242" height="2208" width_o="1242" height_o="2208" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/7dc291fa1f8601271f49b7ba04949ec8a12a79f0a1429f037a262d18b951179f/95029EB1-8F78-4E31-937E-6A83ECAD5456.jpg" data-mid="1414468" border="0" /><img width="1920" height="1280" width_o="1920" height_o="1280" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/d54d527d3db1ff5970873f0649b12f8008f19ec4d85043c433e36afecefa0c4e/IMG_0009.jpg" data-mid="1414471" border="0" /><img width="1920" height="1280" width_o="1920" height_o="1280" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/423681b5aa2974ff0f5cbb763464ae27bb5eab44e597e22ea45757cac4fc61f1/IMG_0007.jpg" data-mid="1414470" border="0" /> <img width="1920" height="1189" width_o="1920" height_o="1189" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/07ed8caa84f8ec91ac68f3737607f5e5aaff9ae56b9e6eab36b25c4f7085a16a/IMG_0015.jpg" data-mid="1414469" border="0" /><img width="2048" height="1365" width_o="2048" height_o="1365" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/fef3fd89266a85404a859211e0d56526f451e6d72b248d2527555ef218da0f24/IMG_7856.JPG" data-mid="1414472" border="0" /><img width="2048" height="1152" width_o="2048" height_o="1152" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/fe8448b9c027938982716e668b71e4d19062b9242e533b2538c568a7fc0d51af/IMG_7849.JPG" data-mid="1414473" border="0" /><img width="3840" height="2160" width_o="3840" height_o="2160" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/ffc13641eed6cbc1b6ed31abb34bea4c4c1faf755c51d93a72d835b21bd374c0/IMG_4455.JPG" data-mid="1414568" border="0" /><img width="4186" height="2780" width_o="4186" height_o="2780" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/526a129ae099a18d6d9afc782635d7846c413d024c1c08523be2fdfe5ae891a5/DSC_8668.jpg" data-mid="1414475" border="0" /> <img width="4219" height="2802" width_o="4219" height_o="2802" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/c8635bbf2b08f444a65f699be1e64d14b8f28eb08255bbd9ab65677ae686de3a/DSC_8654.jpg" data-mid="1414474" border="0" /> <img width="3984" height="2646" width_o="3984" height_o="2646" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/3ed0ef7946eb2783cbb7b93fb37dd02063eb1bdc0ad0cfcf0abc5bc1db602865/DSC_8646.jpg" data-mid="1414477" border="0" /> <img width="3938" height="2616" width_o="3938" height_o="2616" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/bba81a7572b67fe5946bdd0d419e804005c15ba0d6f23acf8ea01b11c6f62b67/DSC_8649.jpg" data-mid="1414479" border="0" /><img width="4134" height="2746" width_o="4134" height_o="2746" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/baf5e8217e28977482e583187faa6e2cea28117e4ac126fbe117bf0654630694/DSC_8666.jpg" data-mid="1414478" border="0" />  ₲ØⱠĐ *Power Lines&nbsp;— A performance piece and installation developed during a studio residence in Yerevan, Armenia 2025, also shown at Buss 501 in... http://ingentinget.net/The-Knol Thu, 09 May 2024 10:50:55 +0000 ingentinget 452909  ㄒ卄乇 Ҝ几öㄥ_.·????(a personal story about my lumpy muse) The Swedish word knöl encompasses all forms of lumps, bumps, tubers, humps, knobs, knots, hunches, rotters and other suspicious or undesirable existences. Working with performance art, sculpture, installations, photography and drawing, I’ve been exploring the concept of the knöl both as an undefined shape and in a wider context for more than a decade. Yes, you could rightly say that I’ve been obsessed with this lumpy thing since 2010, when I started the ongoing project 'The search for the perfect knöl'. At that time I felt stuck in my in myself and the deep straight furrows which I stubbornly continued to plow. But at the same time desperatly looking for something new to explore. Something to draw my attention away, to get lost in, to twist and turn until there would be nothing more to see. The knöl has since been like a scab that I just can’t help but pick and scratch, with a mixture of fascination and disgust. And it doesn't seem matter how much I poke in this lumpy wound, there is always more to find.  *𝔅𝔲𝔱 𝔴𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔣**𝔨 𝔦𝔰 𝔞 𝔎𝔫ö𝔩?I usually define a knöl as something that stands out and breaks off what would otherwise have been flat and homogeneous. The word itself describes an irregular, clumsy form without function that often appears like an outgrowth, a misgrowth, as the unexpected, unwanted exception.For many of us, the knöl is closely associated with the body and especially with its diseases. The Knöl can be a cancerous tumour, an abscess, a bump, a sty or perhaps simply a birthmark. But in many ways you can also say that the whole body is lumpy in itself. In its refusal to fit within our efforts to systematize and categorize anything and everything we see. Others think first of the natural nature, of gnarled tree trunks, rocks, fungi, roots or potatoes. Nature is a context where the knöl actually has a somewhat accepted place. For &nbsp;nature is expected to possess precisely those lumpy, organic and living qualities that we so often deny ourselves. As long as nature stays within its frames and does not interfere with us, it is allowed be as natural as we feel comfortable with. But if you start looking, you’ll soon notice that the knöl is actually all around us, everywhere, in the middle of everyday life. It could be an old awkward stuffing that has lumped together, a mistake, a blot in the protocol, a really nasty person or that sticky chewing gum under the bus seat. The knöl is present in all that which chafes and disturbs us. What is it with our longing for flat surfaces and straight lines? What is it about universal templates, clear codes, logical structures and flawless systems that mirage on the horizon? What is it about our desire for pure and streamlined perfection? Is it even possible to achieve such a dream when reality is so full of lumps? The knöl is clinging to us. No matter how we try to get rid of them, more and more are showing up. Even though we try to smooth them out, correct them, detangle and cut off anything that does not fit into our image of how everything should be, there always seems to be something wrong. It seams to glitch. The knöl is a wordless fear, the looming threat, our worries and your vague undefined anguish. But it is also some kind of hope, a sign of life.  ㄒ卄乇 Ҝ几öㄥ_.·????(a personal story about my lumpy muse) The Swedish word knöl encompasses all forms of lumps, bumps, tubers, humps, knobs, knots,... http://ingentinget.net/a-single-golden-ray Thu, 09 May 2024 10:19:10 +0000 ingentinget 452908  ₲ØⱠĐ . a single golden ray (2024) or in Swedish .en ensam gyllene stråle <img width="1400" height="933" width_o="1400" height_o="933" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/32552bd74bba50c397208aea06a87aac12f66900a78d08267906692a658829b5/_MG_0741.JPG" data-mid="1365397" border="0" /> 3x6m PVC tarp with a stenciled miction list* in gold lacquer, heat lamp, brass plate, text** printed on newsprint, the humming of the sun (from nasa). Installation view from Konstfack's spring exhibition 2024 at Färgfabriken. *Miction list:&nbsp; A list of everything I have drunk and peed in 115 days. Performance At Projectrum Hjärne 10/5 2025.&nbsp; Photos by Sarah Perfekt. <img width="1920" height="1280" width_o="1920" height_o="1280" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/c5a143e9538fbc3bfa30afc804ca424e94dd4e68386ac187484c015d230a0ed8/_60A8398.jpg" data-mid="1411335" border="0" /><img width="1920" height="1280" width_o="1920" height_o="1280" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/8b0d42374f8fba3e20b4dac33a5041be18a09ce3605bf49aa70472e332681033/_60A8400.jpg" data-mid="1411336" border="0" /><img width="1920" height="1280" width_o="1920" height_o="1280" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/574d27337d43defdf495e870da34cfac232c15f38d241792ef217bf2fbe30186/_60A8410.jpg" data-mid="1411337" border="0" /><img width="1920" height="1280" width_o="1920" height_o="1280" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/c4c220028c324caf17f10271510c51d0b522fd61fa21921f6494b7df6ba974a6/_60A8422.jpg" data-mid="1411338" border="0" /><img width="1920" height="1280" width_o="1920" height_o="1280" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/0766a1b96ca348a25cd146d9e83cc8d5f8d322dc317069eb8ee0b1ceaf1f59cc/_60A8427.jpg" data-mid="1411339" border="0" /><img width="1920" height="1280" width_o="1920" height_o="1280" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/04662eb4c15e566ab87cae7032305f871fe180970223831dba763385524d61bd/_60A8405.jpg" data-mid="1411344" border="0" /><img width="1920" height="1280" width_o="1920" height_o="1280" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/972384de19a50bc875cc63cac0afe0e847d9e229166e69db6c2317c3f1dad092/_60A8416.jpg" data-mid="1411343" border="0" /><img width="1920" height="1280" width_o="1920" height_o="1280" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/f7e80ee65e200a0bdd7331144819a2c743c4da07153380dcf40ae3e4811f4519/_60A8423.jpg" data-mid="1411345" border="0" /><img width="1920" height="1280" width_o="1920" height_o="1280" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/a4e7be8d1c33967dab8293c5949bee5b4ee8b8dfe2ba6110df5fd29b5ba130ac/_60A8415.jpg" data-mid="1411342" border="0" /><img width="1920" height="1280" width_o="1920" height_o="1280" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/a4e7be8d1c33967dab8293c5949bee5b4ee8b8dfe2ba6110df5fd29b5ba130ac/_60A8404.jpg" data-mid="1411341" border="0" /><img width="1920" height="1280" width_o="1920" height_o="1280" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/1d96b3179462feccd01eb04bdd23072a076e88c6f1b2ffccf89dbc59531ba87c/_R9A6997.jpg" data-mid="1411340" border="0" /> •  ₲ØⱠĐ . a single golden ray (2024) or in Swedish .en ensam gyllene stråle 3x6m PVC tarp with a stenciled miction list* in gold lacquer, heat lamp,... http://ingentinget.net/en-ensam-gyllene-strale Thu, 09 May 2024 10:18:44 +0000 ingentinget 452907  ₲ØⱠĐ .en ensam gyllene stråle (2024) or in english&nbsp; .a single golden ray <img width="1400" height="933" width_o="1400" height_o="933" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/43b8a689d5a7c0fdb214893f46a6172aacc4b2cdbc86cd7e8ded8195baacabfc/_MG_0741.JPG" data-mid="1365396" border="0" /> 3x6m PVC pressenning med en schablonmålad miktionlista* i gullack, värmelampa, mässingsplåt, text** tryckt på tidningspapper, solens hummande (från nasa). Installationsvy från Konstfacks vårutställning 2024 på Färgfabriken. *Miktionlista: En förteckning över allting som jag druckit och kissat under 115dagar. Performance Hos Projectrum Hjärne 10/5 2025.&nbsp; Foto: Sarah Perfekt <img width="1920" height="1280" width_o="1920" height_o="1280" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/571b5ee509c6f40ce59575f27cf0fa71ba17d283e16e741ba5676aa7799995e7/_60A8398.jpg" data-mid="1411979" border="0" /><img width="1920" height="1280" width_o="1920" height_o="1280" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/4affef909d468e2cdf11b55230ac9400e5d57f3d84081d89e7e9b5ede25e958b/_60A8405.jpg" data-mid="1411978" border="0" /><img width="1920" height="1280" width_o="1920" height_o="1280" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/501099cdab476f5e22f641f97e8990782f9a55a0b63b8d9d8ee85fe31570df5f/_60A8404.jpg" data-mid="1411982" border="0" /><img width="1920" height="1280" width_o="1920" height_o="1280" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/f49f4681eca60f5b99d453b05ea8dcbdc4a530841146077d9367823b45896f90/_60A8400.jpg" data-mid="1411980" border="0" /><img width="1920" height="1280" width_o="1920" height_o="1280" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/104cd7aa5d2447a0585d0aebae10a169c5a2746a8a0dca0d9274b07ace1514ba/_60A8416.jpg" data-mid="1411985" border="0" /><img width="1920" height="1280" width_o="1920" height_o="1280" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/33162d8b82d60e2f89b14297f858848a2134391428f9f10d928024865bc90170/_60A8415.jpg" data-mid="1411983" border="0" /><img width="1920" height="1280" width_o="1920" height_o="1280" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/fc91ae937916610d790ee815cbd6107f72824e7a7cb02e4b50410f1c8b1824a1/_60A8422.jpg" data-mid="1411984" border="0" /><img width="1920" height="1280" width_o="1920" height_o="1280" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/661c14e44583d3fce9f0b3b4bf0da7b4ad9b277f0a9da6740a8c32bb78f4c97b/_60A8426.jpg" data-mid="1411988" border="0" /><img width="1920" height="1280" width_o="1920" height_o="1280" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/ebf2e497722cfabb63aafaf96ad390dbf004ea111288400c92508c5ae08dbd4c/_60A8427.jpg" data-mid="1411987" border="0" /><img width="1920" height="1280" width_o="1920" height_o="1280" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/aece62c864c1b762a5d91a873a290c82cbef0cef9c12de6fcb7bfbda7b59ee9e/_60A8423.jpg" data-mid="1411989" border="0" /><img width="1920" height="1280" width_o="1920" height_o="1280" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/d0289d37e8a8c850529a191b3e37e48f9500948326a4aef6a564431d0953bb0d/_R9A6997.jpg" data-mid="1411990" border="0" /> •  ₲ØⱠĐ .en ensam gyllene stråle (2024) or in english&nbsp; .a single golden ray 3x6m PVC pressenning med en schablonmålad miktionlista* i... http://ingentinget.net/a-circled-squared Fri, 08 Mar 2024 15:53:06 +0000 ingentinget 452166  ₲ØⱠĐ a circled ᛫, squared&nbsp; MFA Exhibition at Gallery Konstfack, 17/3-24/3 2024. &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; 𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘭𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘬𝘴. 𝘊𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘶𝘮 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴 
𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘴. 
𝘈𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘰𝘭𝘥. <img width="1920" height="1080" width_o="1920" height_o="1080" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/d24bf102f7609cc516d0a46fbb14e29575033ce39e60bd02664345c760627604/acircled.001.jpeg" data-mid="1357508" border="0" /> <img width="1920" height="1080" width_o="1920" height_o="1080" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/fc0b8111ae06c32e00b4fe40238781daaf5c1016f99b8aaec0a84112802da6e1/acircled.002.jpeg" data-mid="1357509" border="0" /> <img width="1920" height="1080" width_o="1920" height_o="1080" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/3b4cec03700bd3213b8759f3961e79c0add43f2461ffcf2f564ee895aeaac563/acircled.003.jpeg" data-mid="1357510" border="0" /> <img width="1920" height="1080" width_o="1920" height_o="1080" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/81dd3ff152eeb2669ef9ef36e7b1533c15549ccde54e2f4064f715f86f778084/acircled.004.jpeg" data-mid="1357511" border="0" /> <img width="1920" height="1080" width_o="1920" height_o="1080" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/e4d811dc6def927302c238ccf3e450b255d8f3f32a22e10d1619b25a700f122f/acircled.005.jpeg" data-mid="1357512" border="0" /> (sungazing) ⊙ Spatial installation consisting of; 6 IR heat lamps mounted on gold-coloured rods with rubber feet that spanned the floor and ceiling, in a semicircle (about 10m in diameter). 1st electronics box, containing an Arduino installation with LED diode, ultrasonic sensors, connecting wires and IR transmitter. It sent signals to the heat lamps so that their intensity became stronger when someone moved closer to the box. Floor scrubbed with lemon and pork juice. The soles of visitors' shoes stuck and made a loud sticky noise with each step. The floor gave off a slight sweet smell in the room. Sinus tone in 330hz, played from speakers in the corners of the room. At first you don't notice the tone, but once you start thinking about it, it grows in your head and is heard strongly in the room. It was difficult to determine where it was coming from.&nbsp; 12 gold-coloured aluminium spheres (3cm in diameter) in an irregular formation on the floor. <img width="1920" height="1080" width_o="1920" height_o="1080" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/1beb254fac4535904c86577b2e532e4f43533b52722325e1feb402244ce46058/acircled.006.jpeg" data-mid="1357513" border="0" /><img width="1920" height="1080" width_o="1920" height_o="1080" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/85fcde175c2b8849d1aa6004eeec23f1574c47681adeda6100f9582f3df87322/acircled.007.jpeg" data-mid="1357514" border="0" /> [𝘮𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯] 🝕 &nbsp;Beige PVC tarpaulin (6x3m) with a stencil-painted micturition list* in gold paint, suspended with gold-coloured rope in brass eyelets. *A micturition list is a so-called 'pee diary' in the form of a form that I received from my urologist in connection with the investigation for overactive bladder and urge incontinence. The micturition list documents everything I have drunk and urinated over 115 days in millilitres. The columns indicate, from left to right, the date, time, fluid intake, fluid output, the number of toilet visits per day, the daily fluid balance, how much I felt the need to urinate at each time and any urine leakage (the last two on a scale of 0-3). The results of the 115 days of measurement show, among other things, that I peed an average of 200ml more than I drank per day. The title '[measure it all away] 🝕' refers to an old folk medicine practice where the old and wise man measured a part of the body of the sick person three times, if the measurement was changed, evil magic would be revealed and driven away. Translated with www.DeepL.com/Translator (free version) <img width="1920" height="1080" width_o="1920" height_o="1080" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/655d86c4280ffb6b380be1d13114bfb554fd8ab6167db4fda529c39fd626e6b2/acircled.008.jpeg" data-mid="1357515" border="0" /> 𝘷𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘢 𝘨𝘶𝘭𝘥,&nbsp;⚪︎infinite video loop on a 5” LCD screen. <img width="1920" height="1080" width_o="1920" height_o="1080" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/e39a530f43020b4095defcf9a06568ed895f3922ca9f408f0f873501fa355b36/acircled.009.jpeg" data-mid="1357516" border="0" /> <img width="1920" height="1080" width_o="1920" height_o="1080" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/2c29338fbadbfce63ce9f1a6b26f18694d9ea0d7e40b5d13e29d4499ecfb1225/acircled.010.jpeg" data-mid="1357517" border="0" /> something is stuck, A 32-page poem printed in gold-coloured letters on unbleached newsprint (40x60cm sheet). ⊙🝕ᐧwell (…)It is apoint afocal pointorsome kind of starting point (…)  ₲ØⱠĐ a circled ᛫, squared&nbsp; MFA Exhibition at Gallery Konstfack, 17/3-24/3 2024. &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;... http://ingentinget.net/the-penal-labour Mon, 20 Mar 2023 21:28:22 +0000 ingentinget 440125  GЯΛY / the penal labour / (2010-2022) <img width="13618" height="3888" width_o="13618" height_o="3888" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/bc9c67ca67860f18102917616ca64b5d32db2c0ffcc2de16a9ed840e3d720ef5/Heidi-Edstrom-PenalLabour-Bred.jpg" data-mid="1274944" border="0" /> Performance at Tempting Failure; performance festival (2018)<img width="2000" height="3000" width_o="2000" height_o="3000" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/a378186a4d3cf0309ecc04bc3da8ce67ae610da53e5bd8a64bccf1d0c4f4589d/TF18_07_17_MattYard_HeidiEdstroem_ThePenalLabour_033.jpg" data-mid="1274945" border="0" data-scale="74"/><img width="2000" height="3000" width_o="2000" height_o="3000" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/2789456822d447244473806d75c34277638a20c92596db8643ba5ef9791e9917/TF18_07_17_MattYard_HeidiEdstroem_ThePenalLabour_038.jpg" data-mid="1274948" border="0" data-scale="74"/><img width="2000" height="3000" width_o="2000" height_o="3000" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/811d4765dfc09a905d8a5600971f28c863de93e0d00227a2c5a4e3c9254e476b/TF18_07_17_MattYard_HeidiEdstroem_ThePenalLabour_046.jpg" data-mid="1274946" border="0" data-scale="74"/>(Photos: Matt Yard) A reflection There I stand, in an empty room, gluing small stones all over my face, neck and then further down over my chest as far as I can for 5 hours. Outside, a vernissage is taking place where people are laughing and toasting. They can be heard vaguely through the door and louder for a moment when it opens to a new viewer entering or exiting for a moment. The audience stands and sits along the walls around me while I carefully and carefully glue stone after stone that grows into a wall between us. The only thing heard are the sounds of the stones rattling in the bowl and the occasional one falling to the ground. I'm dressed in a shimmering silver-gray dress and my movements remind me of someone putting on make-up for a glittering party. But as time goes by, fatigue begins to shine through, hands tremble and more and more rocks fall to the ground. At first the audience has time to dismiss me, but then, all because it dawns on them that I'm still going, hour in and hour out, some of them actually start to come closer. They begin to listen and see. Something that has given rise to supringly intimate and powerful meetings. When 5 hours have passed, I finish the work and look at myself exhausted in the mirror before I start tearing everything apart. The small stones fall, bounce across the floor and the sudden sounds break the silence. The stones leave little red irritated marks on my skin. It stings and my face contorts. Then it's over. In this work I examine my own self-image, where I found a clash between the extrovert and the introvert. A longing to get close to people but also to protect myself from closeness.  GЯΛY / the penal labour / (2010-2022) Performance at Tempting Failure; performance festival (2018)(Photos: Matt Yard) A reflection There I stand,... http://ingentinget.net/sag-det-inte-hogt Mon, 20 Mar 2023 20:37:45 +0000 ingentinget 440123  PIПK/ säg det inte högt / (2020) a durational performance carrying a silicone sculpture for 3 hours... <img width="2234" height="3291" width_o="2234" height_o="3291" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/885f8aead0a6718c6520ac7380f05134916386dffa122af2ef25c001250d3b7d/IMG_0819-1.jpg" data-mid="1274924" border="0" data-scale="51"/> <img width="1440" height="1800" width_o="1440" height_o="1800" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/6ac254db048cea3440689a85391990a837d414d5ea7136fd38fc27df9272e41e/326BBDE4-7556-4868-A117-6554D8EE586D.jpg" data-mid="1274926" border="0" data-scale="50"/> <img width="1440" height="1795" width_o="1440" height_o="1795" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/3aa3be679e470ca385c4c4d592e336fb60e533669343104a69bde88954ca7afc/89A8D1CE-3236-45EA-8A98-7C1FC90631D1.jpg" data-mid="1274927" border="0" data-scale="50"/>  PIПK/ säg det inte högt / (2020) a durational performance carrying a silicone sculpture for 3 hours... http://ingentinget.net/cumbersome-dough Mon, 20 Mar 2023 20:37:42 +0000 ingentinget 440122  ßÈÌGÈ / cumbersome dough / (2012-2022) a long durational performance piece where I stand up holding a gigant rising dough in my arms for up to 5 hours. This piece has been shown in multiple different versions since 2012, sometimes together withe Ester Olofsson. Image from performing at Supermarket Art Fair (2015):<img width="1000" height="1428" width_o="1000" height_o="1428" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/7797044852966ac85042457e3bc9f65849b760bc0aacf66e0daaae1ce67d7692/IMG_6429-kopia.JPG" data-mid="1274078" border="0" data-scale="64"/> Images and video from performaning with Ester Olofsson at Kunstverein Familie Montez, Frankfurt am Main (2018): <img width="2546" height="1422" width_o="2546" height_o="1422" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/010e3200dd0c41e67a4656ad44a3d274e6f54c40d2d5d41e53eef1a5941b0c2d/Skarmavbild-2021-06-19-kl.-13.31.55.png" data-mid="1274938" border="0" /><img width="2550" height="1428" width_o="2550" height_o="1428" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/96e8d2e8b4ea3e6cad2251cf5538fdc057cd9e21875ca75212d077a285924d80/Skarmavbild-2021-06-19-kl.-13.32.16.png" data-mid="1274940" border="0" /><img width="2548" height="1442" width_o="2548" height_o="1442" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/dec3f3be53eea416ff912ddd66c85499009e957e245a0f7809f175102857d5d9/Skarmavbild-2021-06-19-kl.-13.33.04.png" data-mid="1274941" border="0" /> Video from performning Cumbersome Dough&nbsp;with Ester Olofsson during Supermarket Art Fair 2017: Images from PAIN performance homecomming tour at Galleri Syster (2013): <img width="1024" height="768" width_o="1024" height_o="768" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/dd96aaa24e1a468e3aa9223bbac25641f1e01b636a2d7b3c42acedb186f302d6/portfolio-2022.005.jpeg" data-mid="1274074" border="0" /><img width="1024" height="768" width_o="1024" height_o="768" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/d08e81c23119a4f7f8509173c2b709c8fc283844a91ec40488cdce4698fdfa2e/portfolio-2022.006.jpeg" data-mid="1274073" border="0" /><img width="1024" height="768" width_o="1024" height_o="768" src_o="https://cortex.persona.co/t/original/i/4c667a2de8e0e9fdcc382de259d62ffe57f9b72f1e785a40ee3d8dbeb4340159/portfolio-2022.004.jpeg" data-mid="1274072" border="0" /> A long reflection: For me, the performance experience starts the day before. For some reason, I always get extra nervous before this particular work. Maybe because I know it will be hard and that I will feel bad; that I will oscillate between hopelessness, weakness, and an enormous strength that I didn't know I had in me. But most of all, I think the nervousness is due to the fact that I can never really know how it will feel, even though I have now performed the piece several times. I can never know what kind of dough I'll be dealing with until I'm standing there with it in my arms, with hours of struggling ahead of me. So, it starts with a nervousness and worry that follows me to the store where I have to buy all the ingredients for the dough. I usually go to the store with a huge roller bag on wheels and fill it with flour, sugar, and yeast. Something that usually generates a lot of sideways glances from both staff and other customers. Dragging the bag to the venue where the work is to be performed gives me a premonition of how heavy and difficult the dough will be. At this point, I begin to feel eagerness. I kind of want to get started and bake it as soon as possible; I want to start getting to know it, form a relationship, and find out what it's going to be like this time. But it is better to wait and not start kneading it too early because if it is allowed to lie and wait too long before the performance starts, it will be far too sticky and completely irregular. An hour before it is time, then the baking begins. I spread out garbage bags as a base and sprinkle on some flour. Then I usually go by gut feeling. Part lukewarm water, part yeast, part sugar, stir around, top up with flour until the consistency feels good and then some more. Something I have learned is that it is better to create a slightly drier dough because otherwise, it will be too sticky during the fermentation process. The dough is built up from several smaller batches and gets bigger and bigger. When it's time to go on stage, the trial by fire will lift the dough from the table or floor and up the arms as it clings to the surface and feels impossibly heavy. The road to the place where I will then stand with it in my arms feels long, and a slight feeling of panic appears in my chest. Thoughts like, what the hell have I gotten myself into?! and, this will never work!! mostly buzz through my head. But once we're in place, the panic usually subsides as we sink into each other, into a feeling and into a rhythm, where the dough wants to sink down and at the same time stick to me, and where I'm constantly lifting it up again, trying to hold it together in my arms. I want to create a safe place for it, where it can ferment and grow. I want to take care of it. The dough feels to me like a kind of living being. An unruly awkward body that breathes like me. Sometimes it is too dry, so dry that it wants to fall apart. Then it requires me to kind of knead it in my arms every time I lift it up to keep it together. Other times it's too sticky, so sticky that it sticks to just about everything: my hands, my arms, my hair, my skin, and my clothes. At its worst, it almost feels like it's becoming a part of me, and we're both sinking to the floor.&nbsp; Sometimes, however, the texture is perfect, just the right amount of flexibility and strength. That was the kind of dough we had when Ester and I performed the piece at Supermarket 2017. Maybe it was because we helped each other with everything, the handling, the kneading, the planning, so that everything was done properly, and nothing was rushed past. Overall, the experience of the whole work was very different when there were two of us. When I am alone with the dough, for example, I feel more exposed but also stronger because I then have more control over the situation. When there were two of us, it became more of a struggle between us trying to handle and hold the dough up, and the whole thing felt much heavier than usual, even though we were helped to carry it. Probably because it was so difficult to coordinate carrying and lifting. One might feel compelled to switch grips, while the other thought they had a perfect grip on the dough. This also affected the movement pattern somewhat enormously. When I'm alone with the dough, the movement is mainly up and down. The dough sinks down, and I try to lift it up. But when there were two of us, our lifting and the lowering of the dough formed a kind of rotation. It made me reflect on what it is like to try to take care of and create something together with others. How difficult it is to form a common vision and idea of how to proceed. But also how much interesting comes out of this difficulty to meet. While I perform this work, whether I do it alone or together with Ester, thoughts and feelings run through me completely uncontrollably. I hear and see the surroundings as if through a fog, a fog that flows around us struggling to hold together and take care of the dough. I forgot to mention the smell. It explodes in my nose as soon as we open the first yeast packet while we bake the dough and grows stronger throughout the performance piece. Towards the end, the dough exhales alcoholic fumes that make me feel like I'm going to both pass out and throw up. The smell of yeast and the fermentation process spreads in the room and makes us take up the whole room. It is not possible to detect our presence when the yeast sticks in the nose. We become like a fermenting, growing, fighting presence. Sweat pours down my face. The audience stands both near and far. Some ask if I'm fine, if I need help, how long I've been standing there, and if I need water. But I don't answer. I'm too engrossed in the dough and holding it together in my arms, giving it a place to rise and grow. When the work is finished, I/we let the dough fall to the ground. It is strange. Right at the end, I always feel like I could stand there just as long. Like all the strength, power, and energy suddenly flows back into me, and it feels sad to let it fall. When the work is finished, a long shower awaits, and several rounds of hand washing the clothes in an attempt to remove the residue of the dough. Several days later, I can feel a sharp dried dough crumb stuck to the hairs on my arms. Then come the training pains in the whole body: back, arms, neck, legs, feet, fingers, and stomach.  ßÈÌGÈ / cumbersome dough / (2012-2022) a long durational performance piece where I stand up holding a gigant rising dough in my arms for up to 5...