2012-06-15 to 2012-06-28
Albert Camus once wrote: ”We all carry within us our places of exile, our crimes and our ravages. But our task is not to unleash them to the world; it is to fight them in ourselves and in others”. This is an incredibly beautiful sentence with an important ethical imperative concerning the art of fighting the roots of darkness. But how is darkness fought without suppressing it? By forgetting it? Shouldn’t the ethical imperative instead involve admitting the darkness, grief and pain, giving these undesirable phenomenon bearable forms so that others can also experience them? This is where art comes in, as a link between the incompatible – reconciliation between the irreconcilable. And yes, certain things cannot be reconciled with and some wounds must be reopened constantly.
From a text by Sinziana Ravini: The Promises of Grief