Baroeg Mulder

Deze video maakte ik op locatie, specifiek voor de expositie bij Mad Meg, in een voormalig bordeel. De dode nachtvlinder die ik in het raamkozijn vond, ligt op haar rug en is vanonder gefilmd. Alleen het rode licht boven haar flikkert zichtbaar.

Een installatie met twee gestapelde glasplaten: in de bovenste ligt een gehalveerde vlinder voor een camera die haar reflectie op het glas vastlegt. Deze registratie is zichtbaar op een klein schermpje in de onderste glasplaat.

De inhoud van een register dat ik tegenkwam op een openbare zwemplek in Ii, Finland, waarin winterzwemmers hun plons in het wak bijhielden, is uitgewist door een waterspat. De uitgelopen inkt verspreidt zich over de opeenvolgende pagina’s en neemt telkens een nieuwe vorm aan; achter elkaar geplaatst vormt de groeiende vlek een geanimeerde plons.

Een glas wijn verdampt in een tijdspanne van 3 uur.

In “A piece of gum in the shape of a —” the seemingly mundane setting of a paved street is the center of attention to a network of cameras, routers and TV screens. The cameras zoom in on details of the pavement, devoting their attention to observing and understanding these tiles and the archive they hold. In this installation, the camera is subverted from its conventional role, not to capture moments of importance, but to highlight the continuous, unremarkable stream of everyday life, proposing a poetic alternative of the same reality that surrounds us every day; in our house, at our work, and on the street in between.

They were the last ones remaining after everything was taken out; the chairs, the tables, the coffee breaks, the chit-chat. In an attempt to escape the void that remained, they found the crack in between the two layers of glass, and that’s where they spent their last moments, on their back, one eye on the outside world, and one on the empty office building that hosted their entire life.

They were the last ones remaining after everything was taken out; the chairs, the tables, the coffee breaks, the chit-chat. In an attempt to escape the void that remained, they found the crack in between the two layers of glass, and that’s where they spent their last moments, on their back, one eye on the outside world, and one on the empty office building that hosted their entire life.

It sometimes feels like this writing (,drawing, capturing) is all coincidental. Like the stream of thoughts runs and runs and writing is just a momentary registration of this stream. The moment when the needle touches a spinning record, or a cup is held under a waterfall. I like the cup with the waterfall more as a comparison. Although it’s also not really accurate. Anyways, the cup of water is filled and then that can continue to live a life. A more focussed one. Or it can be frozen or boiled or boiled with an egg in it. See, now it’s becoming too big again. Whoever thought it was a good idea to use water as a metaphor for writing?

A colaborative exhibition with Heidi Holmström, exploring the topic of ‘phatic utterances’. Diving into the functions of small talk and chit-chat. ‘Breakroom’ (Baroeg Mulder) One of the rooms in the exhibition takes the unmistakable form of a coffee breakroom. During scheduled coffee breaks the audience undergoes a process that starts with a cup of coffee and an automated response to the situation: performing the act of chit-chat, followed by a realisation of that performance, exposing the unspoken scripts we follow in certain situations. A collection of mugs with typical coffee-mug texts is provided for the coffee breaks.

In deze installatie legde een netwerk van kleine camera’s en schermen live alle kleine straatdetails vast in de door mij geïnstalleerde ruimte vol stoeptegels.

‘A meeting on the second floor’ (Heidi Holmström and Baroeg Mulder) An iPad frames a part of two rooms and a door connecting them. The parameters of the frame are prominently marked with blue tape, visible to the audience, invisible to the camera.

A performance reacting to a clay sculpture by Maas Mulder. In this exhibition our brotherhood-turned-friendship enters a collaboration. This performance takes 20 minutes to reflect on the dichotomy of brotherly friendship; finding autonomy while cherishing our similarities. We shared our youth, how do we go from here?