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Margrét Bjarnadóttir - CHART 2024

Artists from Iceland at CHART 2024

The Nordic Art Fair CHART will take place from 29 August — 01 September, with a VIP preview on 29 August, at Charlottenborg in the heart of Copenhagen by Kongens Nytorv. Three Icelandic galleries will take part in the art fair along with many artists. CHART 2024 will focus on bringing established, internationally-renowned artists in the Nordics, together with the next generation of rising stars. BERG Contemporary presents two artists of different generations and media, John Zurier and Þórdís Erla Zoëga. i8’s presentation at Chart 2024 features artworks by established artists associated with the gallery’s history. The exhibition showcases important works from each artist’s respective practice spanning several decades, as well as more recent creations.

The artists are Birgir Andrésson, Ingólfur Arnarsson, Ólafur Elíasson, Hreinn Friðfinnsson, Kristján Guðmundsson, Sigurður Guðmundsson, Roni Horn, Callum Innes, Ragnar Kjartansson, Ragna Róbertsdóttir, Karin Sander, Lawrence Weiner. The art fair partners with Louisiana Channel and screens a number of video interviews recorded with artists exhibiting at CHART 2024, such as Ragnar Kjartansson, Roni Horn, Karin Sander and Sigurður Guðmundsson. Þula will exhibit a duo presentation by two artists: Áslaug Íris Katrín Friðjónsdóttir and Davíð Örn Halldórsson. Both artists approach their work with fluent abstract forms.

For the Performance Programme at CHART 2024, Margrét Bjarnadóttir will perform ‘PEOPLE PLEASE.’ During the performance, a group of people will walk around Kongens Nytorv with protest signs that have text pieces by the artist written on them. Unlike protest signs which normally aim to be clear and direct and not open to misunderstanding, here, the messages are deliberately left open and ambiguous.

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Iva LULASHI, Qualunque sia il suo nome (Whatever his name is), 2021, Albanian Pavilion

A haunted house, being homesick & medieval execution methods

As of today, I have been living in Venice, Italy for 17 weeks and 2 days. Ironically, This city which far from exudes home-like energy, has become my home. When I left Iceland in April, I moved out of my apartment in Hlíðar where I lived for the past 5 years. It's incredible how much stuff you can accumulate in 5 years. Drawers full of broken electronics, batteries that may or may not work, shoes so far in the back of the closet that you forgot you owned, various kitchen utensils and tupperware boxes that guests have left behind and forgotten to pick up over the years. Come to think of it, I've never actually bought my own tupperware boxes. Instead the universe has been handing them out to me at regular intervals in every shape and size,even some that seem to be part of the same set. In my apartment in Venice; however, there is only one tupperware box usually filled with yesterday's pasta.Maybe I should start having more visitors. In this home, kitchen utensils in general are in short supply. There are four espresso cups and five wine glasses, almost none of them matching. There is one wooden cutting board, which tastes like onion no matter how much you attempt to scrub the flavor away. The pieces of apple I put in my oatmeal in the morning always have an onion aftertaste. I don’t hate it anymore, I guess one can get used to anything. I have even mastered baking my notorious olive bread without measuring spoons, without measuring the deciliters, and no longer need to use a kitchen scale. There isn't even a mixer involved. I knead the dough by hand as if it’s actually the 1600s, as most other things in this apartment suggest. Our apartment consists of Baroque furniture that is quite literally falling apart, a fireplace that we are forbidden to use due to the city's status as a UNESCO World Heritage site, and wooden beams on the ceiling covered in mysterious marks as if they've been cut with a knife or perhaps an ax. Then of course there is the ghost, I felt her presence immediately during my very first night here. She appears to me in paralyzing fear in the dark, scratching within the walls, murky water appearing on the floor at night along with dead animals collecting in our garden. She regularly wakes me up at three in the morning and then again at six. She keeps me up at night, and regularly gives me nightmares that are so vivid and attuned to my psyche that they haunt me for days. When I crawl into bed at night and look up at the centuries-old beams on my bedroom ceiling, a pale green nebula stares back at me. The people who lived here before me have glued glow-in-the-dark stars on and between the beams, possibly to overcome the fear of the dark that comes with living in a haunted apartment.

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