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Jana Eske [Videonale 10]
* 1978 in Marburg GER, lives in Berlin GER
Studied at Bard College (Center for Curatorial Studies), New York USA, at Staatlichen Hochschule für Gestaltung/ZKM in Karlsruhe GER and at Hochschule für Kunst und Design in Helsinki FIN
Exhibitions [selection]:
2012 Jäger und Gejagte, Villa Rot, Burgfrieden GER
2011 Zwischen Räumen, Kunstverein Göttingen GER
2010 RÖMER IX – [Don´t] Merchandise Me, Akademie Schloss Solitude, Stuttgart GER
2009 Show Off / sélection, Galerie Les Filles du Calvaire, Paris FRA
2008 Moscow International Biennale for Young Art “Qui vive?”, Moskau RUS
Show Off, Espace Pierre Cardin, Paris FRA
2007 Play, Paper, Scissors - A journey to everyday objects, Alvar Aalto Museum, Helsinki FIN
100 Tage = 100 Videos, GL Strand, Kopenhagen, DEN
Jana Eske [Videonale.10]
Fracht, 2003, 0:40 min., no sound, colour [Videonale 10]
The immobile image on the monitor shows a section of a white, evenly rasterised surface with squares that taper off as they recede into space. An ant enters the picture from the left, walking backwards and dragging a dead bumblebee. Without pausing for even a moment, the insect crosses the screen with his oversized "freight", immediately exiting again on the right. The image lightens for a moment to a bright white before the sequence repeats.
The relationship of bodies to space is a recurring theme in the video works of Jana Eske. Her images are usually limited to a small section of space, removed from any context, so that she can present her observations using staged scenes or snapshots. She is particularly interested in human beings and the qualities that make them human. Against this background, it is only logical to speak of a "performance" by the ant: whereas his little show at first inspires admiration for the seemingly supernatural strength of this small slogger, the endlessly repeating loop soon takes on the grotesque character of an indefatigable, but ultimately meaningless and aimless activity.
Simone Jung