written by Isabelle Ribe – While spending time with the Gustav Sandberg archive, I developed a visceral awareness that I am, for once, allowed to touch historical remnants of someone else’s life with my bare hands. I had previously conceived of the archive as something inherently experienced through either a glass display case or hypoallergenic… Continue reading Cluster 8 – Existing Beyond Ourselves: Reflections on the Archive
written by Otto Ruin – When we received the peculiar archive of the botanist Gustav Sandberg, a collection made up of notes, plants, seeds, earth samples, lab reports, it revealed a person who saved and analysed all his scientific impressions. In its thoughtful and almost pedantic way, made up of several boxes within boxes, tubes… Continue reading Cluster 8 – Thinking Pollen
written by Lior Nønne Malue Hansen – We opened box upon box Allowing the sediments Of your fragmented collection Of culturally wrapped natural material To pollenize the ruin in the make Of our (con)temporary hive mind We layed out all of our perceptions On a thousand broken plateaus In an effort to connect the dots… Continue reading Cluster 8 – a poem
written by Axel Gagge – I like to think of “data” as a building block, a contemporary construction material. Data consists of “data points”, information which someone has collected and ordered into a meaningful whole. The ordering of data is a creative and intellectual search for structure. It involves both mathematical methods and artistic visualization.… Continue reading Cluster 8 – Data and ruins
On Ascension day, we were guided between three famous ruins in Sigtuna by Carl-Johan Renner – a friend, local resident and archaeologist.
The work in cluster 8 early on got centred around ruins as archives, which incentivized us to take a trip to the abandoned subway station Kymlinge in between Kista and Hallonbergen.
Part of our process has revolved around the Sandberg archive, consisting of meticulously yet mysteriously organised plants, maps, varieties of soil and more. During a whole week, we had the collection layed out on the floor of Mejan’s sculpture hall, sifting through the materials and exploring the contents. More on the collection will follow.