Darkness a place of radical freedom
Markings, reading and sending telegrams… constellations of thoughts and gestures
Untraceable landscapes. Concealed – irrational!
Fields of despair—scarred.
The playhouse of imperiled spirits
As our world becomes ever more hostile I must go home and be safe—I send to you these telegrams—telegrams of sympathy.
bruised and bleeding.
These words started with the untimely departure of my mentor Okwui Enwezor, in 2019—it was also the first time I thought of Manifestations. Manifestations now need to be Protests…
A decade ago on the eve of All the World’s Futures we spoke of The Artist as Producer in Times of Crisis, a devastating crisis.
We miss you
—Oscar Murillo, July 2024
