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Last weekend I headed to the Caixaforum in search of the title: \u201cWhat to desire\u201d. Attracted by the suggestive proposition, though at the same time curious to see how one could resolve conceptually the curatorial challenge of desire, with only works from the collection of “la Caixa”.<\/p>\n
I was surprised to discover that the exhibition was located in the space right by the stairs: that’s not very big and bordering on a passing through zone; but on entering I understood the decision as only 7 works have been chosen. Three left me indifferent: Liu Jianhua, Dora Garc\u00eda and Barcel\u00f3. As for the others: the birdcages of Pepe Espali\u00fa defied exclusion in an exercise of isolation: fusing delicate poetics with resistant materials. Continuing with this straightforwardness (though not simplicity) the video by Cabello and Carceller showed two hands carrying out the same act, repeatedly, each feeding off the other in what seemed to be a metaphor of the life cycle. There is also room for versions, in this case of the “Large Glass” by Sherrie Levine that dissects the work by isolating six of the bachelors in independent vitrines, separating them not just from the bride but also from their own masculine company. Appropriating the “Large Glass” and not dying in the attempt is worthy of a certain respect, however, I ask myself if the artist\u00b4s desire would have been to be Duchamp for a moment (like Duchamp to be Da Vinci). Anish Kapoor presents a concealed work: his impregnated wall. A beautiful belly camouflaged in the wall, so minimalistic that one barely sees it. Only by going close up can we spot the shadows created by hands that have not been able to avoid touching it, in search of the inner pulse. <\/p>\n
Finally, the work that captures all the attention, “Yo deseo tu deseo”, (I desire you desire) by Rivan Neuenschwander (2003-2013): a sort of wailing wall turned 180\u00ba, where we don’t ask but receive. We receive wishes printed on wristbands. Some are sentimental and others fantastical, but all stem from the illusion of strangers who invite us to appropriate (once again) their most secret yearnings. It is interesting to read each one of the proposals but also to watch how the public behaves. Despite the fact that we are asked to take only one ribbon per person, I discover that almost everyone ignores the request, particularly grandparents and kids. Grandparents to give them to their children, grandchildren and other acquaintances: while the children\u2026When little we are factories of desires, we fantasise about magic mice, play with invisible friends\u2026but over the years end up becoming workers or (in the worst case) NEETs. The only thing that briefly distracts us is hysteria and if you\u2019re seen talking its just worrying. Only bills occupy this space of desire, and even more so in these times. <\/p>\n
We like to feel as if we participate in art. We live in an era of constant interaction, a stronghold of almost boundless capitalism, where accumulating objects and experiences has become our raison d’\u00eatre. This is why interactive art attracts us. We don’t resign ourselves to observing something we like, to then just cast it aside. We have to catch it, feel we are owners of it, and luckily we can count on the ideal tool: the mobile phone. If there is an action that characterises art fairs it\u2019s not so much the purchasing of work as the photographing of it, or better still, photographing oneself beside it. It is the most affordable way of feeling involved or owner of it\u2026 So I ask myself, would art stop being art if it was within the reach of every pocket? Why do we prefer possession to experience? <\/p>\n