010: Ben Barbetta Thompson & Misha Todirascu present “In Carnations” a duo show at Passage.
Carnis: the Latin word describing the flesh of a plant or animal. In the artistic tradition, ‘carnation’ refers to the imitation of flesh, its depiction, evoking notions of vulnerability, desire—of life, death, and reincarnation.
Our age is one of plastic-wrapped perfection, of limitless consumption, of cycles spun into hyper-speed. Our disdain for natural processes grows, and our connection to these rhythms and their teachings becomes increasingly tenuous. Presenting a real-time performance of a natural lifecycle, Ben Barbetta Thompson and Misha Todirascu collaborate to oppose this cultural trend. Within the four walls of Passage, a sacred space is formed in which death and decay are honoured as essential, beautiful, and profound.
Suspended, a nude figure reclines, indulging in the rapture of final rest, a rare ecstasy. The natural variation in Barbetta Thompson’s silkscreen technique lends each iteration its own character, creating a canvas populated not by soulless replicas, but distinct individuals at different stages of existence, captured at different moments of creation, stained blood-red. In this depiction, flesh is exposed, its naked tenderness a reminder of our own mortal fragility.
Pushing the boundaries of floristry and invoking the craft’s ritualistic origins, Todirasu’s organic sculpture is a celebration of the beauty of natural forms and their power as living beings to provoke us. As dark skeletal branches intertwine with withered capillaries of dry grass and organs in bloom, the installation draws parallels with the human forms that hang above it, delicate entrails of petals and stems. Handed out during the exhibition’s opening night, white carnations, typically presented at weddings, depart from the dramatic red carnations, favoured for funerals, that remain within the installation, a symbolic enactment of mortal passage; one moves forth, another remains. Todirascu lays these entangled figures to rest, to enact their fated decomposition, a ritual death that demands our witness.
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