3 Models to choose:
– Wooden case lined paper: 15 chairs / 29 chairs
– Small packaging 15 chairs
These are chairs that can be piled up, stacked, left scattered on the floor or grouped into random shapes of difficult equilibrium. But whatever we do with them, this game lets us play with the most primitive rules, those of a child trying to challenge himself and to dare balance itself by stacking objects using the freest of artistic expression.
The chair is an object that transcends its own usefulness. It´s not strictly another piece of furniture. A chair, to truly be a chair, must have established an affective bond with the person using it. Chairs come in many forms and everybody can remember certain ones among them, but the representation of the chair, the mythical chair, can only be shown by that which is most essential: its architecture. We have therefore chosen this one – schematic and unadorned, almost skeletal – to represent them all in this game of chairs.
In playing with the chairs we let ourselves be carried away by the need to experiment, which gives rise to unsettling sensations, hard-to-express emotions and unbeckoned feeling that can appear unexpectedly.
During the game we are acted upon by stimuli, intuitions, feelings, memories, discoveries that pull us away from our predictable routines and behavior. More than engaging in sophisticated intellectual activity, the aim is to play and see just how the construction we are making can surprise us by its beauty, its audacious balance, the strangeness of its forms, etc. After a time some questions about poetic language will undoubtedly arise, and while no one may be able to answer these questions, we will continue to play in an increasingly curious and enjoyable way.
CÍRCULO is a game that involves a very simple mechanical force, pressure, but the results, always surprising, seem haphazard.
The circular ring is placed on a table, and different pieces will be put inside without any order or position. Then, the combination is pressed turning the screw. The pieces are moved by the pressure until they fit and the screw stops. When lifting the ring, it may happen that some parts fall down; those which remain inside will form figures that will surprise us.
The tightrope walker balances over the precipice, risking life and limb as he walks over the thinnest of threads. They are not actors; rather, they relive what is essentially their life away from the wire. We are all tightrope walkers, though some more than others. Whether we are aware of it or not, we are all balanced on the edge. That is what they are trying to tell us.
Ladders are the symbol of paradise lost, of that unattainable paradise. They seduce us because with them we can climb to the heights, much as we did in our previous life as primates. Climbing, forever upwards: it seems an aspiration in itself. Fruit, hanging from branches that are out of reach.