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Utstilling - Yamile Calderón - La Cita

09.11.18 – 25.11.18


Yamile Calderón
La Cita
Noplace

Åpning fredag  09.11.18, 20:00 – 23:00

How often do you reach for intimacy? How much does routine challenge desire? Does life feel caught between everyday boredom and guilty fantasies? How often do fantasies feel liberating? Does religion weigh on sexual drive and life choices? Does shame manipulate intimacy? What is desire? What is love? Do the four walls of the bedroom block libido? Do you enjoy playing with yourself more than with others? Have you expressed your most intimate desires to anyone in the last month? How about in the last week? Have you ever wanted to approach a stranger on the street? Do you enjoy pole dancing? Have you ever been tied up? Do the Egyptian pyramids arouse you or the warm breeze of the Nile increase your lust? Is the Venus of Milo a role model for you? Would you like to embrace her beauty in a night of relentless sexual foreplay? Are you a victim of your own desire or are you a realist?

The ambivalence of a society living between shame and the fulfillment of passion is encapsulated in the space of the love hotel. It is estimated that Colombians use the locally named “motel” as much as they go dancing or drinking on weekends. Currently, there are approximately 2000 love hotels in the entire country. Love hotels have destroyed marriages, and also saved them, as much as they have nested the unlimited fantasies and desires of a people estimated to be 85% Catholic, and whose premise in the 1991 constitution invokes God's protection. The love hotel is a space that keeps no trace of you having been there, it offers total clandestinity and off the record activities. There are no contracts or bank statements that track any transaction of the short stay. To launch the love hotel app this year, the country declared National Love Hotel Day this past August 30.

Since the 1970s, the love hotel has changed the urbanization of the city by placing big neon signs on garage-like buildings—typical of the American motorways from which the name derives—in peripheries which once were home only to grass and cows. In city centres, ceramic tiled façades of two-story houses position palm trees and chusquea (South American mountain bamboo) in front of their doors to make the customer entrances more discreet. Other constructions, deliberately exaggerated and theatrical in style, recreate the world’s wonders to enhance fantasies and offer an outlandish travel experience in space and time. The innumerable stories about these short-stay places border on the absurd and surreal; they tell of the voyeuristic aspects of a society bound to live in hypocrisy, unless sex is finally released from its innumerable shameful spells.

——Ana Maria Bresciani

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