John McAllister: shining serenest-like wilds whirl at MASSIMODECARLO

John McAllister: shining serenest-like wilds whirl at MASSIMODECARLO

Whenever I think about landscape as a genre, I end up rereading Sentences on Landscape by Gleb Simonov. The thing is, it became impossible for me to write anything after that. So here are some quotes for your enjoyment:

In a way, we can’t actually project ourselves onto the landscape because being there entails a need to define oneself once again. Projection is, of course, a failure, but it’s a failure to be, not just to separate. Which is another reason anthropomorphizing the land is hardly an issue: the land is much more likely to terramorphize the viewer, as it already does.

Everything vernacular speaks of coherence, landscape is no different. Things exist in agreement, be it between soils and seasons, rocks and buildings, paths and their directions — a metaphor of a world one can indeed live in, if not entirely understand it — rapidly decohering into a terra near the outskirts. For the commons, clarity is alignment with daily use.

Sometimes, invasive species look really beautiful — fitting, somehow in tone with the land, such that their removal will take away something precious — all while still choking out the rest of the ecosystem. The feeling doesn’t have to be wrong; perhaps it is simply a byproduct of the inherent goodness of things. 

Exhibition period: 21.11–24.01
Gallery address: 205 & 206, Barrack Block, Tai Kwun, Central

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