Let's be honest. When I first encountered Ebenezer Christian 's work, I was not sure what to think. Masks assembled from scrap metal, mining debris, broken equipment, the waste of destruction that he has been collecting while the rest of us have looked the other way. It seemed almost too obvious, too on the nose, as if the artist were pointing at what we all already know. But I kept returning to those pieces, again and again, and something about them would not leave me alone. And that is what his artistic practice does. It does not let you off the hook. It forces you to keep looking, to feel the weight of what you have been avoiding. Christian Ebenezer is interested in readymades . He always has been. The found object, the discarded thing, the piece of our world that we have stopped seeing because it has already become part of the landscape. But here he has taken that interest and turned it int...
Llevas diez minutos esperando en la cola del supermercado, la fila avanza con una lentitud que roza lo cruel, otra caja abre y la gente se abalanza. No te cambias, ves en tu fila que nadie se cambia y recuerdas ese TikTok que hablaba sobre la falacia del coste hundido : ya hemos invertido tanto tiempo que cambiarnos sería "tirarlo". Inconscientemente, sigo atrapado en una cola mediocre antes que admitir que he perdido el tiempo y que lo único inteligente sería seguir aquí… Pues con los proyectos creativos pasa exactamente igual. Muchas veces nos enquistamos en una obra que dejó de emocionarnos hace meses o en un texto que nunca termina de funcionar, solo porque ya le hemos dedicado mucho tiempo. Eso no es perseverancia, es terquedad. Nos han metido en la cabeza que sólo lo finalizado es lo correcto, y muchas veces intentamos forzar ideas que están a punto de morir sólo para acabarlo. De ...