Papa mama on vacation, every Friday buries a Thursday

Using a series of photographs I found in Istanbul, I use endless animations to lock my characters, the Turkish papa and mama, in continuous repetition.

The videos were presented as an installation at Rákocity with the support of Mindspace.

This time, Rákócity is hosting an exhibition that will give you a glimpse into the lives of the members of the neighbouring Víg nursing home and an unknown Turkish couple, in a loose mix of fiction and reality. Watch:

"...Bury the dead. Say Robinson Crusoe was true to life. Well then Friday buried him. Every Friday buries a Thursday if you come to look at it."

I'll backfill the hole my grandmothers dug, can I dig out the soil they filled the hole with? We descend into family sinkholes, but we're not driven by the desire to find treasure.

In this exhibition we work with family photos. We explore where the line between document and fiction lies in the reading of images. Are there stories that can be reconstructed? But we don't have a chosen side, we treat the found object together with the fact. Is there a place for the external gaze in family photographs? Can we give new meaning to such images? What do we have to do with it?

The exhibition has two sources, a series of photographs found in Istanbul, and the scrapbook material of the aunts who joined our cause from the VĂ­g Street Old People's Club. We have no personal connection to the people in the Turkish pictures. They died before we were born and their cultural environment is distant to us, which is why the images in this series are free to become our own space. The aunts told us their stories through their photographs. Their stories are the basis for a more personal installation, but not about individuals, which we will display.

Curator: Fruzsina CzvetkĂł

technical support: Dániel Németh

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