Marija Nemčenko “Blessed are those that move”
At the Marcinkonys train station gallery artist Marija Nemčenko is presenting “Blessed are thosethat move” – an exhibition looking into multifold meanings of moving and migrating. TakingMarcinkonys train station as a starting point, the stories of traveling disperse their own uniqueways. Is it white storks’ roosting stop during their long migratory journey, is it seasonal…
Sallamari Rantala “Baby Bone”
Exhibition opening 2022 04 22, 17 pm. It is about several things, like the waiting hall before the departure, counting annual growth rings, and someone stumbling on a buried object in the foreseeable future April. As well as knowing and not, and twinkling moments of touching buttons, and nearing horror. The exhibition is about growing,…
Project “Lavkė. Slow and sandy expedition” event in Kabeliai
On the 30th during the “Lavkė. Slow and sandy expedition” event artists Andrej Polukord, Dovilė Bagdonaitė, Theatre of senses (Karolina Žernytė and Šarūnė Pečiukonytė), Saulė Norkutė, Gabrielė Vetkinaitė, Agota Zdanavičiūtė and Živilė Lukšytė shared their experiences and artistic projects developed at Kabeliai. Photo credits Vitalij Červiakov.
Jūratė Kazakevičiūtė “Forest”
On 4 September, 12:00, the exhibition “Forest” by Jūratė Kazakevičiūtė opened at Marcinkonys Station Gallery. What is the forest to me when I enter it? It’s the totality of all the senses and a desire to merge, join, and feel part of that whole. Textile sculptures – trees invite you to experience: touch and feel…
Morta Jonynaitė “Crossbars”
On the last day of July, Morta Jonynaitė’s exhibition “Crossbars” opened at Marcinkonys Station Gallery. ~ The mycelium moves under my feet, stretches, knits together, connects, until, standing on the forest bed, I try to look at the space between the trees. Eyes close, slipping and moving away, caught by spider webs. Around the felling…
Laura Garbštienė “I’m a bark beetle”
In the exhibition you will be able to find a forest that comes from the body parts of sheep but at the same time is my own footprint, stretched over time. And a weaver, whose work, the process of weaving, is in itself important and valuable, disconnected from economic, ethnographic, or scientific values, just like…