"Hear me, hear my silence. What I say is never what I say but instead something else." — Clarice Lispector, Água Viva
There is a blue in Martin Aagaard Hansen's paintings that stays with you. It is not the blue of sky or water, but something denser — the blue of rooms that have been closed for a long time, or of a memory you cannot quite locate. From it, forms gather — withering flowers bowing their heads; contours of figures that have not yet condensed into bodies; rooms opening onto other rooms, just beyond reach. These paintings do not invite — they draw you in and hold you there.
Full exhibition text : A Silence of Things Lost and Found
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Installation shot by Mikkel Kaldal.
