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"In this abstract cosmos, representative signs of living nature and of
the civilisation created by man appear, not without the quiet humour of
simulated myths and fairy-tales, but primarily as the so called narrative
pendant to an immaterial poetry of totality as a projection" These were my own words when attempting to get closer to the work
of Martin Walde in 1985. (5) Three years later, Peter Weiermair wrote: "Martin Walde operates with standards of representation, visual perception
and recognition [...] By altering these signs and setting up associative
fields between them in his installations, in which colour also
plays a part, Walde generates a character of fragility that is essential to
his work." (6) More like the complexly integrating researcher of the 19th
century than the present-day specialist with his addiction to definitions,
Walde infects objects and documents with unstable notions and transitory
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From the very beginning, the line dominates in fleeting registrations of
competing and mutating realities. It links the "Reports" of the early 1980s,
drawn and documented in photo series about his night time expeditions
as a wandering star in a specially made costume, to the Enactments and
Storyboards concerning strange and confusing everyday events since the
1990s. Condensed into vagabond, abstract forms, the line makes space
sway. It appears and disappears, as a trace of life, in Worm Complex of 1997;
at the Venice Biennial in 2001 it marked an Invisible Line drawn in scent
between the territories of rats and people. It tangles into a mound of
ropes in Tie or Untie of 1999, into curled forms flooding space in the
installations – continued since 1997 – of NOFF (#1, #2, #3, #4); or it winds up the
objects begged from passers-by in Can you give me something? (2003); it
forms an 'image' of a fragile cosmos of scattered identities in a process that Walde recently set in motion as The Thin Red Line in Innsbruck.
In invented objects and fictional instructions for use, in fragments of
stories the origins of which appear familiar wit! out us really knowing
them, Walde ties together so called functional research, longings from
our collective memory – stored in memories, anecdotes and images –,
and everyday observations of human behaviour. The mutually infectious
expanding ways of perception in the "infinitesimally delicate web of
everyday life" (7) mutate into a shimmering cosmos of poetic suggestion. For the Europalia in Ghent in 1987, the artist produced a room with
two circles made of tin mounted onto the wall. On the floor was a large
greenish frog with its limbs stretched out, fbt as a carpet. Both banal
and poetic, the room suggests a model in which nature and the planets
remain at a standstill somewhere on a time axis and it is impossible to ascertain whether this is the beginning or the end of a potential development. |
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