On view for twenty four hours at 145 Sackett Street, May 31st-June 1st 2014.
Featuring the work of: Kathy Akey, Laura A Gonzalez, Karolina Gumpert, Kasia Gumpert, Xavi Lujan, Emilie Lundstrom, Nina Méndez-Martí, Marie-Louise Omme, Juana Romero, Aline Shkurovich, Daniel Terna, Kkory Trolio, and Kim Weston. Curated by Kasia Gumpert and Laura A Gonzalez.
WE GOT MARRIED’s premise came out of a fantasy marriage proposal between the characters Karl Marx and Moira Harrison. The former, a meta-character symbolically quoted throughout Kasia Gumpert's THE SOUTH FACE project; the latter a fictional psychic reader created by Laura A Gonzalez for her WE ARE PLEASED TO ANNOUNCE project.
Curated around the idea of the invisible marital bliss of Karl and Moira, the pieces by each of the twelve artists occupied the empty residential space for only twenty four hours: the time between the apartment's lease signing, and the tenants' move-in date.
A framed Marriage Certificate hangs opposite the door’s peephole, leading to the short-lived living room arrangement. Each piece was deployed in service of the apartment’s living functions: a beanie bag full of wheat seeds -the only seating spot available- is too stiff to sit on; sequined fabrics served as curtains to empty walls opposite the windows; ceiling light fixtures were covered and dimmed with a gun-holed t-shirt; a stream of lucky charms -flowing out of an electrical outlet- are all four-leaved clovers, making up a sort of “good-luck” salad: we no longer find these clovers in the fields, but in our wires and appliances. Photographic works including black and white and color photograms, as well as large-scale abstractions and magnet-postcards rest on walls or fridge doors. Vinyl pigment prints stand on the floor untouched, ready to be unrolled like posters to become room décor. No home detail escaped the insistence of the artists: stubbornly blue-painted blue cheese was served as hors d'oeuvres , while power outlets and bathroom medicine cabinets were taken over and adorned. A rock, left in the kitchen’s freezer overnight and out of sight, symbolically replaced the invisible slice of wedding cake that is to be eaten a year later: marking both the origin and the tombstone of this home.