Jooyoung, Jan, Erlend, Ms Paik Hae Young and Power.
Gallery view/cityscape
Garden
John Tremblay exhibition
We are cutting corners... from now on only one dish of food for the entire group per day.
Haejun Park is the landlord of the gallery and runs the Sum Bar in Hongdae.
Bjørn's mind speaks for itself...
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Last night we spent working until late and then we went to the bar SUM that is owned by the sweet lady who owns the building of the gallery. SUM is by the way a great place with four cats, a homely environment and a giant record collection with some mean Korean disco from the 70-ies. We had a few drinks, spoke about the importance of a good pick-up line and had quite an early night due to the early morning meeting this morning at the gallery. A slight confusion about the date of the opening occurred but I believe that everything is settled now, but I suspect I'll find out later tonight when we had our meeting. I am happy that we now have a lay-out for the invitation card (below) signed Bjørn-Kowalski Hansen. Me thinks it looks much like "I dream of Jeannie".”Historyteller.” There’s something just slightly off with that word. It’s very close to what we are used to, but that little prefix suddenly makes all the difference and adds a tension that transgresses the cosiness of just telling stories. It’s like in that great episode in season 7 of Buffy where Andrew the reformed geek is telling the story of “Buffy- slayer of the vampires.” Immediately your ears prick up.
Raimar tells us that the exhibition is structured in sections: history of pop culture, history of politics, history of science, history of architecture, history of art. So then it’s a history of the Project of Enlightenment, I think. But now that all that is over and done with, should we still understand it as a collection of different histories developing in parallel alongside each other? Of course not. In reality they’re all branches of the same thing, the human storytelling that makes up the entirety of our shared histories and cultures. Not so much autonomous units within a framework, and more like different genres within a shared social practice. Science, for example, is the genre where we tell the story of how to master nature. Art is the genre where, depending on certain preferences, we tell stories amuse and delight, or shock and raise awareness. A huge part of modernity was about defining how these genres differed, and a large part of postmodernity has been about describing how they are similar. So we’ve become more interested in how they don’t differ. There is difference, of course, but it is usually of focus, not kind.
Returning the difference between story and history, the central issue here concerns how the word history writes a check that story knows won’t clear. History makes certain demands that story usually does not. History is what happened. A story is what I want to tell you. For this exhibition the phrase is adjusted, so that your attention is projected towards how it is a history that I want to tell you. Well maybe not I, but Matthew Antezzo, Isabell Heimerdinger, Christine & Irene Hohenbüchler, Elke Marhöfer, Karina Nimmerfall, Peter Pommerer, Julia Schulz, Veronika Schumacher, Christine Würmell. And Raimar Stange brought them together to do so at Lautom Contemporary, Randi Thommessen’s gallery in Oslo.
So then, back in Raimar’s kitchen, we talk about football, whether or not Bill Drummond is just a cynic and how Øystein Aasan had told Randi that Raimar probably shouldn’t hang the exhibition by himself. And then suddenly Randi says that the real reason we needed to meet was because I would be writing the press release for the exhibition. “Sometimes Erlend is kind of a gonzo writer” she said. “I don’t care” Raimar said.
Erlend Hammer
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Power is from Stockholm. Power probably knows Jan the best, almost everybody else in the crew are pretty much new to each other. They worked together occasionally on different things, from lectures that she arranged for Jan to shows she arranged for Jan to other things she takes care of for Jan. She is the aunt of Jan's son (2-year old Joar Alexander Pablo) in Stockholm and takes care of him for Jan when Jan is not in Stockholm. Power takes Pablo on walks after work every day as long as it is not raining and plays in the sandbox as often as possible. Pablo even learned to say "Power" even before he could say mummy and daddy. 
Eunhee is assisting us on our trips around the city. She is an aspiring young artist and attending art school in the US after the summer. Being a young Seoul-gangsterine, she knows the dark corners of this town and can help us with free entries to most clubs in Hongdae. Eunhee has a friend in US Army camp at the Sobingo compound and can get American cigarettes and Juicy Fruit at the backdoor anytime. Her art work consists of large-scale canvases with silk-screened images taken from Vogue and Playgirl on top of images of wrecked Black Hawk helicopters and burning tanks. One of Eunhee's first missions will be to guide Erlend and Power to the Hermes superstore (and the gallery) in Kangnam one of these days. We expect her to make them a good deal on a scarf.
The gang of five, Erlend, Jan, myself, Bjørn and Jooyoung, went to grab a bite at a Chinese restaurant before hooking up with a British ex pat DJ who took us to Bar Nana where Bjørn already had a DJ session gig, playing sweet soul music and us supporting him. Jan was supporting the DJ with beers all along the gig, I was supporting Jan with "powershots" - presumably alcohol free boosterizers and other liquids with more alcohol, and we were all kind of drinking a lot and dancing along. It was a great gig and when Bjørn quit to play the dance floor was immediately emptied. The gang of five continued to party at The Loft. The owner of the place joined us as well as two artists. I got some really nice crotchshots of Bjørn (and Erlend too) here.
