Between us and every person stands the wall of a foreign language,” Marcel Proust tells me. Will we ever speak the same language, dear friends, dear strangers?
Perhaps if we were alone on a beach, submerged in a storm aboard a caravel, mid-voyage to another body, another time—two Flemish painters fleeing their era and its codes, forced to decipher words neither of us understood, equally lost lost lost in a library of colors and oblivion?
Too often we have written letters, post-its, messages, postcards, long missives, which existed only in the eternal wait to meet you, to be read by you; so many words left inert, not forgotten but knowingly set aside for an endless moment on a table corner, the top of a fridge, piled at the bottom of iPhone notes. Did you still remember us, then?
Have you ever been to Marienbad, dear strangers who passed through our lives? Did you lose yourselves there?
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Artist Darko Aleksovski invites the public to explore his project Never Not in Love, composed of two interconnected works: Love Letters to Loneliness and Waves. Through intimate confessions in letter form and a site-specific seascape installation, the exhibition reflects on love, memory, and the fluidity of human connection.
Love Letters to Loneliness presents often unaddressed, typewritten letters — unedited traces of past emotions — inviting viewers to slip into the role of either recipient or author. Waves, a series of large-format drawings, immerses the audience in an associative maritime landscape, evoking Dutch genre paintings. Tender and insistently unfinished, the exhibition lingers in the space between what is confessed and what remains unspoken.