button as a symbol, the button as a key to unbutton the pages of history. What
do we wear underneath? What is hidden underneath the coat of respectability of
society, of a country?
question is researched by the artists, the graphic designers Gürkan Gökasan and
Selma Gürani in their joint exhibition at the ArtRooms in The House from March
22 to 04 April 2014.
is a bitter truth in it, in whatever we do, we cannot not shake off our past,
it will keep coming up. There is another truth in it, as Oya Silbery, the gallerist,
says in her introduction….’These memories – East, West, Germany, Turkey, Iran
or Japan, it makes no difference – are the dirty, bitter, toxic memories piled
up by the power addicts who control the political power, using them
heavy-handedly and snidely to maintain their reign and which they dress up with
pompous rhetoric…” It seems that his
exhibition comes just at the right time to admonish that all these things can
appear on our horizons any time or… are already in the making. We don’t have to
buttons are attached there where the wounds are, where connections,
interrelations can be tied; art works full of symbolic language, developed
digitally. The war in Somalia, the disaster in Chernobyl, the Syrian children in refugee camps playing
hopscotch, the children dying of hunger in Africa, and one very symbolic story
of girls being sold like cows on the market…. and the Cyprus problem: they all
have something in common, the buttons as symbol, buttons to close and disclose.
whole exhibition, from room to room is an art installation, with the wire fence
around a once lived in place with the atomic warning sign attached; with texts
on the walls, on the floor, with symbols leaving the picture saying the story
does not end here, it continues, be aware, the pigeons of peace leave the
texts very poetic… “Her dreams were crushed at her feet, earlier than she
expected, ever since she could walk, her father calculated how many bovines she
was worth”. ….. “He took the stone on the ground, threw it at his reflection in
the mirror” …..or the words from Anne Frank’s diary, they touch deeply.
well prepared exhibition, a well done catalogue, the two artists understand
I have not found the LOST BUTTON; will we have to go on looking for it outside
the exhibition rooms?