Henrik and Calle behind an empty aquarium.

I went to the Fabrice Gygi exhibition at Magasin 3 with Calle Moberg and Henrik Borggren. Gygi does heavy looking and sturdy neofascist inspired pieces. Putting up objects that serves no apparent purpose, but looking as if they were, isn't exactly breaking new ground. But the hostility and rawness makes Gygi“s artifacts striking none the less. The aesthetics of under financed military regimes makes the place depressing and filled with despair, at the same time I can't deny the beauty and absurdity of practical and destructive design in this new useless form.


Magasin 3 is a very good exhibition hall, but for these pieces I think it's perhaps a bit too minimalist. In a different environment, that could tell a story of it's own, I think the impact could have been even stronger.


On a closer inspection the bomb lamps and fictitious barricades appears to be made of plastic... I tapped on them.



Fabrice Gygi, a small wagon with big speakers putting out a very annoying low hum.

Also on show is a collection, curated by none other than my cousin Elisabeth Millqvist (actually she's my second aunt, but since she's my age that seems too awkward). Anyway, it's a collection under the name Walking & Falling, which is a quote from Laurie Anderson's record Big Science. Laurie Anderson isn't actually on exhibition, which I kind of had hoped she would be, but I'm guessing her spirit should somehow be present.


Danica Phelps, a journal of daily chores and finances.

There were som really brilliant pieces. I especially liked Danica Phelps' colour coded and illustrated journal. Very mysterious and elaborate, and at the same time very decorative.

Although I didn't see the entire film of Rebecca Horn, the little I did see I found intriguing. It's extremely surreal, featuring a ballet teacher in New York. Ann Hamilton had made a couple of repetitive video installations that I liked.


Danica Phelps