“The 5th Dimension” – Group Exhibition
Ricou Gallery, Brussels, Belgium
May 18 – July 6, 2013
Opening: May 18, 2-8PM
What is the 5th Dimension? A telepathic space? A new notion for Pierre Teilhard de Chardin’s “noosphere”? The place for a new scientific understanding of cosmos? A brand new theosophy? From astrophysical research to esoteric speculations on internet, including Maya’s calendar – pointing out that 2012 was the time for ultimate telluric transformation described as “the ascension to the 5th Dimension” – theories aiming at legitimizing the existence of another Dimension remain uncountable. While astrophysicists still don’t define it, this scientific void arouses a frenzy of mental constructions and desiring-productions as prolific as mind knows no limit. This represents a free and still empty space, detached from material contingencies maintained by an occidental rationalist system, known for restraining creative power of the mind. And yet, it just happened that recent times are enabling such mental constructions, to such a point that it would be premature and presumptuous to judge them whimsical…
Far from considering those conceptions of a 5th Dimension as an art in itself, they nevertheless remain prodigiously creative and above all, foster imagination to eventually give rise to a genuine aesthetic: those of esoteric book covers, those that one can find on Google-images after entering “5th Dimension”, combining symbols of ancient civilizations, Indian mandalas, supernovas and aurora borealis’ types of pictures… It is exactly here that a connection can be made between this aesthetic of aggregates, with no specific origin, and hardly classifiable artworks which, at the very moment of the aesthetic experience, can barely be related to well known historical categories, those normally influencing our comprehension of artworks.
Such a state of mind may as well correspond to this 5th Dimension, that empty space giving free reign to the often vain attempt to connect our perception to a fleeting memory, a repressed feeling, an unfounded assemblage, floating deep in our soul. Something exceeding our comprehension.