A Poet, An Architect, A Curator and A Friend
Puk Bennie, An Fonteyne, Eva Wittocx en Els Silvrants Barclay
writings on the work of Sarah Smolders
A Space Begins, With Speaking
2024
Tell me, did you plant this perception in me? Is it part of the programme?
Or did the image come up from inside me, of its own accord?
Olga Ravn, The Employees (2018)
She stuttered inside the room, hardly holding it together. She felt her body trembling as she tried to slow down to the pace of the museum. She steadily walked up to the middle of the room, brushing against a series of columns feeling slightly out of place. As she bent over, she heard her breath pumping up and down her chest. Her limbs felt numb, but something still kept her in place. Still upside down, she saw a flickering reflection of the window high up on the wall. As she opened her eyes again, she wondered how long she had been asleep.
In the threshold between the dozing off and the waking up, the murmuring and the speaking, the perceiving and the seeing lies a space in which imagination and reality can briefly meet. It is also the space in which I often spend time with my friend S. who measures, draws, drills, pours, cuts and paints this threshold space in the multiple tongues it speaks. The images he makes of this space are always unsettling, in the sense that they unsettle us. They make us understand that what we see is already inside us – that what we see, is who we are.
Who we are, or want to be in a space, in outer space, spaced out, headspace, spacing, spacer, backspace, spacebar, next space: I don’t think it is a coincidence that space acts as a placeholder for S.’s fabulations. Space holds this irresistible capacity of being the backdrop of what is still to come, of the picture that is still to be mounted, of the event that is still to take place. It holds things in place, but as those things are not always graspable or present, it rather keeps a promise in place. This is what architecture and fiction have in common.
However, this does not mean that space has no agency and acts as a neutral container or empty vessel. Much as fiction needs words to build its worlds – wor(l)dings – architecture uses a vocabulary to guide and organise our behaviour. I look at architecture as a choreography of bodies – a choreography always complicit to dominant ideologies and worldviews. So, S. and I wonder, what would happen if spaces can speak another language? What would that do to the way we imagine the world, and ourselves in it?
Els Silvrants Barclay
gleaning
loose ground
at times
blinking
returned
t-shirt on lamp
from there towards
windows
how to be
like ground
like counting
in fun decimals
everywhere
a kind of
patience
sitting in
walls
in bodies
passing by
in
colors
are saved
for later
how much
do
you have?
nothing you
asked for
you know
leaving
traces
is talking
too
Puk Bennie
Interiors Revisited
On the Doppelgänger Motif in the Work of Sarah Smolders
By Stella Lohaus
2021
Language and Titles – Doppelgänger
The titles of Sarah Smolders’s works are often very concrete. They refer to what has been painted (Studio Floor, Nature Morte), the material (Flowers and Pigments, concrete/concrete), the action (Reconstructed wallpaper, Notes of a Housepainter), or the things she does (Framing the Light). In comparison, the current title Doppelgänger (both singular and plural) guides the interpretation of the works in the exhibition. Doppelgänger refers to a second person, a dark side... It summarises, as it were, Sarah Smolders’s perception of the space(s) in Lovenjoel. She adds a layer to the space at each visit, patiently building up her work. Conversely, her exhibition consists of scraping away a layer that is present in the space in order to show what it’s about: making visible (anew) what was already there.
This ambiguity is continued in the title: in many contexts, a doppelgänger is a part of a decoupling. The German uses Entzweiung (literally: turning one element into two by splitting) or the synonym das (Sich)entzweien, which sounds like cutting in half rather than doubling. Sarah Smolders, however, doubles the space by dividing it into two.
Besides, many things were already present in duplicate long before these sports-hall changing rooms were converted into an exhibition space. The two water drains, two groups of neon tubes and mirrored arrangement of sockets revealed the character of the original site. The renovation of this space into a “white cube” did not prevent Sarah Smolders from noticing on her first visit that hardly any daylight entered the space and that half of it was under the ground. It is a unique and un(re)makeable place: presumably the title presented itself as the space revealed itself. She decided to add duplications and divisions, to mirror the space and to make paintings one could interpret as doppelgängers (of the exhibition?).
Who can still see what Sarah Smolders took away or added?
How professional can the disguise be? There is a multitude of figures, and therefore of interpretations. Presumably, that is what it’s all about for her.