{"id":566,"date":"2026-05-19T14:04:54","date_gmt":"2026-05-19T14:04:54","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kim.wrong.lv\/?post_type=exhibition&#038;p=566"},"modified":"2026-05-19T14:08:51","modified_gmt":"2026-05-19T14:08:51","slug":"rudolfs-stamers-solo-exhibition-somewhere-something-fell-down","status":"publish","type":"exhibition","link":"https:\/\/kim.wrong.lv\/en\/exhibition\/rudolfs-stamers-solo-exhibition-somewhere-something-fell-down\/","title":{"rendered":"R\u016bdolfs \u0160tamers\u2019 solo exhibition \u201cSomewhere Something Fell Down\u201d"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><i>drowned in thought<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>lost in thought<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>gazing into infinity<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>possibly asleep<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>or reading a book<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>in silence<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>in solitude<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>there is a noise<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>somewhere<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>something<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>fell<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>I thought<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>knowing<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>I will never<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>learn<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>what it<\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>was<\/i><\/p>\n<p>R.\u0160.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>The motif of R\u016bdolfs \u0160tamers\u2019 first personal exhibition at Kim? Contemporary Art Centre is an immersive and manipulative experience that affects the senses, including hearing, smell and spatial orientation.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>By weaving together references to such personally experienced emotional qualities as desires, feelings, urges and longings,\u00a0<i>Somewhere Something Fell<\/i>\u00a0<i>Down\u00a0<\/i>serves as a framework for playing out imaginary mental scenarios and absurd story-situations. Represented in several scenographic segments, divided into separate zones, the exhibition\u2019s conceptual vocabulary uncovers the artist\u2019s thought trajectories and mental states, related to reflections on the destabilizing effects of different external sources of irritation and the necessity to tame the chaos they create.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>In the context of the exhibition, what is deeply subjective and personally relevant for the artist becomes a generalized visualization of the boundary between reality and the world of dreams. In reference to an experience vividly impressed in the memory, his first black-and-white nightmare, \u0160tamers\u2019 circulation of obsessive thoughts has given birth to an installation that literally illustrates the ground being pulled from under one\u2019s feet. That dream, whether a nightmare or not, whether black-and-white or not, must be seen as due to a deficiency of sleep, as due to the impurities in blood circulation, without proportion and rationality, without truth and clarity. Striving for balance is like waking up from a dream, a return to actual truth governed by presence, consciousness and an at least apparent sense of control over events. Although this does not happen all at once. With the vestibular system attempting to adapt at all costs, the spectral range of yellow light in the space causes a neurological, colour-suppressing reaction, seemingly leading back into the nightmare and making everything\u00a0 visible appear monochrome.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>A series of new works created specially for this exhibition, as well as works exhibited previously and elsewhere, integrate industrial, worn, robust, and sometimes toxic or otherwise \u201cunremarkable\u201d materials into a broad spectrum of textures and surfaces, characteristic of \u0160tamers\u2019 visual style. Meanwhile, maintaining a colour palette devoid of cheerful\u00a0 primary-colour hues, his planar and sculptural works in various formats are dominated by black, with different variations in the direction of heavy metals \u2013 silver, chrome. Borrowed from subcultures, this glorification of dark tones serves here as a nod towards the practice of an indeterminate and non-religious mysticism within which\u00a0<i>d\u00e9j\u00e0 vu<\/i>\u00a0and<i>\u00a0jamais vu\u00a0<\/i>rage on the path from darkness to light.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Yet everything that moves, moves without will. All agility, concentration and intent is contrary to lightness. Practice something a thousand times, and it becomes difficult; thousands of thousands of times, and it becomes easy; thousands of thousands of thousands of times, and it is no longer you doing it, but\u00a0<i>it<\/i>\u00a0doing\u00a0<i>itself<\/i>\u00a0through you. Only then is what is done, done well.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>The unshakeable pull of authorship and creation is present in works made in a variety of media evoking the \u201cmirror of the soul\u201d, which, having assumed the contours of \u0160tamers\u2019 eye, gaze judgmentally and critically. Consciousness can be a hindrance, and the mind can be a traitor, yet it is precisely this union that gives birth to that which we call the \u201cI\u201d. Despite occasionally being unclear, mysterious and indeterminate, through practice, the contents of consciousness become light. Dark unreason turns into an experience succeeded by the final room of\u00a0<i>Somewhere Something Fell Down<\/i>.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Isolated, concealed, calm and light, it is open to emptiness and intervals, freed from the insanity, alarm and anxiety behind the wall. Intentionally deformed and painted shards and splinters of Perspex have been \u201cscrambled\u201d and assembled here in arrangements of new works \u2013 the result of a long meditative process, subject to the impulse of producing visually appealing works. In a manner pertinent to \u0160tamers, who strives to bring more freedom to his processual art and easily operate with the elements available to him, the aroma wafting in the air, hidden yet familiar to everyone in the art scene, can be read as an ironic \u201cshaking off\u201d of contrived seriousness. Like the breath from a boujee crowd,\u00a0which pushes back into that reality where the act of art and creation is inseparably tied to the propensity for achievements measurable in money, status and other terms.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Somewhere something fell down. We don\u2019t know what it was or where. The universe as a practical joke in which, not without fear or coincidence, we create our own selves and our own image. As the mental state of obsessive thoughts,\u00a0<i>Somewhere Something Fell Down<\/i>.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Artist\u2019s acknowledgements: Mat\u012bss Eduards \u0100bolti\u0146\u0161, Tuukka Laurila and Benjamin P\u00f6ntinen, El\u012bza Elizabete Ramza, Filips Smits.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><b>R\u016bdolfs \u0160tamers\u00a0<\/b>(b. 1995) is a Latvian artist living and working in Paris. \u0160tamers graduated from the Department of Visual Communication at the Art Academy of Latvia and earned an MA from the Royal Academy of Fine Arts Antwerp. His most recent personal exhibitions are\u00a0<i>Voices in My Heads<\/i>, TUR telpa, Riga (2023);\u00a0<i>Metamorphoses<\/i>, New Garden Gallerie, Paris (2022);\u00a0<i>Tur kaut kam ir j\u0101b\u016bt<\/i>, Tu Jau Zini Kur, Riga (2020); and selected group exhibitions include\u00a0<i>Lucky Charms<\/i>, Ballroom Gallery, Brussels (2022); PILOT LMA x\u00a0<i>Art Vilnius\u201921<\/i>, Kuld\u012bga Art House, Kuld\u012bga (2022);\u00a0<i>Surrender<\/i>, PILOT gallery, Riga (2021); gallery PILOT booth at the art fair Art Vilnius, Vilnius (2021); and MASTERS EXPO, Royal Academy of Fine Arts Antwerp (2020). Since 2017, \u0160tamers has curated several group exhibitions at galleries and artist-run spaces in Latvia and abroad. He established the art space New Garden Gallerie in Paris and TUR telpa in Riga.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Supporters:<\/p>\n<p>Ministry of Culture, State Culture Capital Foundation, Riga City Council, Absolut, Valmiermui\u017ea, KRASO<\/p>\n","protected":false},"featured_media":553,"template":"","meta":{"_acf_changed":false},"class_list":["post-566","exhibition","type-exhibition","status-publish","has-post-thumbnail","hentry"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/kim.wrong.lv\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/exhibition\/566","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/kim.wrong.lv\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/exhibition"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/kim.wrong.lv\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/exhibition"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/kim.wrong.lv\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/553"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/kim.wrong.lv\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=566"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}