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“Either it is the fold of the infinite, or the constant folds [replis] of finitude which curve the outside and constitute the inside.” Gilles Deleuze

 This exhibition comes from a rather personal urge, from an intimate place.

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Over the last decades I have been looking at an art world that is incredibly rich and dynamic, that has expanded almost exponentially offering a great deal of interesting and formally pleasant art, but that is also living in a surreal, unstoppable timeframe with accelerated rhythms, glamorous social spectacles, an insatiable market and fast fashion trends, changing almost on a daily basis. What are we looking at? Do we still have the time to look and to think? To experience? To digest? To conclude? To contemplate?To "be" with art?

I believe those moments became rare. I believe our ability and disposition to look has transformed, as have our expectations about art. And from a multitude of possible scenarios and possibilities of moving forward, my very personal take is to appeal to intimacy.

Intimacy is personal. Intimacy makes you vulnerable. Intimacy requires opening, honest confrontation with the self and the other; it demands looking and seeing, honesty, acceptance, and the possibility to transform and become another. Intimacy can happen between people, in a moment of self-introspection. But it can also happen as an encounter: with literature, music, art…. Intimacy can be emotional, disturbing and uncomfortable, and that is what makes it so powerful and essential, humanistically indispensable.

An art exhibition has the potential to impulse intimate encounters. Intimate encounters between art works, between art work and viewer, between viewers sharing a physical and discoursive space. An exhibition can make time stand still and open up the possibility for aesthetic experience with the potential to transform. This is nothing new or ground-braking, but its relevance has certainly shifted elsewhere to make room for a consumer-oriented approach towards art. Both in its commercial sense and in terms of perception: consuming content. Let’s try and regain intimacy.

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Roaming the fold. An intimate journey is not only an intimate exhibition in its literal sense: it brings together three artists whose work evolves around intimacy, desire, the sensual, folding and unfolding, love; three artists whose artistic process is based on a very intimate and personal relationship with their material of choice, far from massive production dynamics; three artists and a curator who started working on a different project last year and decided to continue their exploration in a deeper collaboration. Making something that arises from an ongoing dialogue.

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Very few, precise pieces are displayed in a room measuring 9 square meters, generating a very personal, one on one encounter with the art:

Come closer

take a step back

find your own pace and distance

discover different formats and textures on display

find a hole in the wall and experience a content, meant for you only

take off your shoes and lose your perception of up and down

think about the intimacy of a fold, it’s conceptual and formal power

folding and unfolding

two surfaces meeting, caressing each other, generating a third space, something hidden.

Unfold, and that space is gone.

Polina Stroganova, Mexico City 2025

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