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There is connection, wavelength and attraction. There is colour, light and form. And then there are relations, bonds and ties. The yellow camera is all of those things. Its story talks of a springtime afternoon in the year of its production, a certain geopolitical moment that brought wind of bright, brash and bold times, a mythical doorway to all of the future’s tomorrows. A turning point. The gift that came accompanied by the heaviness of unspoken promise became a way to record the objects that inhabit the world of people. The stones, the trees, the clouds. The camera’s reconstructed existence in the exhibition symbolically but fruitlessly reiterates a wavelength it cannot reproduce. It merely reawakens a memory and a biographic detail of the artist as background information. Perhaps the Yellow Camera, just like the Yellow Submarine and the Yellow Brick Road, is a vehicle to travel in space and time – through the vast planes of memory and the imagination, to the depths of the hidden self and beyond, to the dark lands of the unknown, surpassing the constructs and definitions that wish to bind.
