There is Nothing New Under The Sun

7th April 2023

07 April – 17 April 2023
Opening: 07 April 2023, 6:00-9:00 pm
Exhibition open 08 April – 17 April 11 am – 6 pm

‘All things are wearisome, more than one can describe; the eye is not satisfied with seeing, nor the ear content with hearing. What has been will be again, and what has been done will be done again; there is nothing new under the sun. Is there a case where one can say, “Look, this is new”? It has already existed in the ages before us….(Ecclesiastes 1:8 ) How long wilt thou go about, O thou backsliding daughter? for the Lord hath created a new thing in the earth, A woman shall compass a man (Jeremiah 31:22). But there were false prophets also among the people, even as there shall be false teachers among you, who privily shall bring in damnable heresies, even denying the Lord that bought them and bring upon themselves swi destruction’ – (Peter 2:1).

‘Guns, sex, lies, videotape. But if I talk about God my record won’t get played, huh? Well if this take away from my spins. Which’ll probably take away from my ends. Then I hope this take away from my sins. And bring the day that I’m dreamin’ about. Next time I’m in the club, everybody screamin’ out’ – (Kanye West)

Dream it. Weak will become heroes and the stars aline. But I donʼt believe in shooting stars. I believe in shoes and cars. All I see is dollar signs. The same Man-Made image, the mind. There is nothing new under the sun. Shooting guns. Just dreaming my days away, into the bliss of darkness. Itʼs madness. Who will wake me up once and bring me back to reality? But in reality there is no place where I can stand. Just falling back into my fantasy world once again. Pray you catch me. I’m falling. I hope to be wake before I’m down. And then it hit me. I’m standing outside of heaven waiting for God to come and get me. Save me. Just gonna stand there and watch me burn? Well, that’s all right because I like the way it hurts. Should I fight, and beg for the rest of my life? Only as long as the wrong feels right. Iʼm on a flight. Have you ever popped champagne on a plane? To me, it sounds insane. But I close my eyes and imagine it once again.

What does it mean to be new, truly alive and real? What would you do if you could suddenly feel? Everything is still out of reach. The sameness of a copy of a copy and finally paste. It makes your vision blurred, head spin. Dreams of a better world on a carousel. They say fake it til you make it. Rich kids pretending to be poor, poor kids pretending to be rich. Please write my reality check. So fake it but never make it, until you become a wasted body. Until you become a Holy Being of Being Waste. Until you become a piece of art, something that deserves to be safe. You will be placed in the gallery to face your own faith. You must be a sinner to become a saint. False prophets. Man-Made image. Real and fake. Authentic self. Being fake. Death of truth and faith. Funeral. Wake me. Bury me. Excavate me. Everybody just please replicate me. Rest in peace. Sun is rising from the east. Wake and take my hand. Join me in No-Man’s land.

Artists: Claire Barrow, FengFeng, Liina Leo, Netti Nüganen, San Hani, Aaron Ratajczyk, Isaac De Reza, Johhan Rosenberg, Archie Taylor

The private view includes performances by Netti Nüganen, Johhan Rosenberg and Liina Leo.
Curated by Liina Leo
Supported by the Cultural Endowment of Estonia

Aer the opening please join the exhibition aerparty ʻOnce the stars alignʼ including performances by Netti Nüganen, Johhan Rosenberg and Isaac De Reza. Music by San Hani x Metabora (live), Exmantera, mMega +more
Location: FXJ9+99 London Time: 09.00 pm-01.00 am, Ticket: £5