diE construct

Through Semmelweis's introduction of hygiene practices, birthing people are given the opportunity to survive. The fatal connection between death, the morticians table, and life, the birthing chambers, is broken. And yet the cycle continues, the clinic is no longer operational, dead in one sense, but rebirthed in another now opening its gates to Art. Traces of the Semmelweis institutions medical past haunt the building. The history and context inform our deconstruction of it. We do this by tracing the rooms decomposition, sourcing materials for sculptural art works from pieces left behind, using the motifs of a Doctors hands, dirt, grime and documenting the construction of the space its self. We use the language of the archive in the loosest sense in order to present our collective memory of this room in the Semmelweis Clinic.

Each Artist dominates a surface, they entangle between. We cling to the space, ease it into a white cube, a construct in itself. Broken pieces carefully documented, reconstructed and presented again. Untouched pink fleisch-berg becomes a dusty emulsion: We cloak the room in white, the transition is complete, it will continue to change long after our bodies leave the building. Only the meandering steps visitors etch upon the ground are witnesses to the time spent investigating the hospital canteen.

what rolls around comes

backwards too

a naked doorway

researches its old

room tucked in

what was dirt now turns

to grime

half beats scatter then selves

forming neatly in a line

theres handmade rubbish

tangled up in this mixed

up place and carefully tucked

away behind MDF

chipboard dreamy motivation,

tiny toys thrown down cracks

in recognition of the new addition

nervous farther twiderling thumbs,

grandmother to be,

carefully folding

and empty oral B

cowgummi

pitted plater placenta

Handmade rubbish, tangled up and

carefully tucked behind MDF

chipboard, the retired semmelweis clinic becomes a site to explore

medical and artistic histories of cleanliness

deconstructing a room, easing it into a white cube

once sterile, now brown water flows freely

dirt welcome

The cycle continues

The construct

Deconstruct

Die construct

Special thanks to: Josi, Can, Kevin, Marcus, Niki, Uma, Francis, Valeria, Davide, Julia, Oli & Uli