After Oslo, I went to dry Berlin, checked the weather report and the webcams for snow in Gothenburg, but as there was none I went with my good shoes. A big mistake.
I was fortunate to get a lift to the place of reason to go to Gothenburg: Röda Stens Konsthall. This is a place situated off-center, and in a snow-storm one prefer to go there by car, and not by foot.
I have been in Gothenburg on quite a few occasions, I believe that I have been here many more times than the average Stockholm art-geek. I've been teaching, curated four exam exhibitions for Valand Academy and what used to be the Academy for Photography and film and I do have lots of (artist) friends there. I can honestly say that I really appreciate Gothenburg and its inhabitants. And Röda Sten has a special place in my love-bombing. First of all, it has this amazing space inside, named "the cathedral". I've planned many exhibitions here that never took place, the space both triggers me, inspires and challenges me.
Above from the exhibition of Sislej Xhafa, 2010, with an abnormally large bust of Mr Berlusconi.
I also assisted my partner, Juan-Pedro Fabra Guemberena when he had a solo show there in 2010 - image from it above. It was a really satisfying thing to do. I have now been selected to become part of the board, something I'm super proud to be. So my trip was about my initial board meeting. Very inspiring.
It happened to be the opening of the solo exhibition by Carlos Motta curated by Röda Sten's curator Aukje Leputre Ravn. The main work in the cathedral this time was a large video projection with several films, some smaller installations in the corner - and in the rest of the spaces a display of the archive-work "We who feel different", and a delicate display of several golden miniature sculptures. My favorite was the mini-penis.
After spending a really nice evening with really nice people, I spent one night before heading back again, away from *s*n*o*w*.