Perhaps this is why the military vocabulary is a good fit. The group of artists and cultural producers which launched it is forging an alliance with the galleries of the Coast and occupying the Monfort exhibition grounds. They will present works, produced in the last years by PiNA from Koper, whose authors are also members of this group, while the program at the same time facilitates the invasion of the other central producers of Slovene intermedia art.<\/p>\n
Invasion, which brings to mind the entry of hostile forces, is also based on some quite too obvious facts of the present time, and a few of these facts will be interrogated by this year\u2019s IZIS.<\/p>\n
It is true that IZIS will invade Monfort, as it is true that this will constitute its first overview of exclusively intermedia art. To show an artistic practice that constructs its own tools from the invasion of technology and the latest scientific advances. Something that is perhaps not especially new for art in general, but in its confrontation with its more classical forms always at least partly pioneering. It is also true that IZIS will invade the height of the tourist season, the time of the notorious and welcome invasion of tourists. Into a place whose bet on seaside glamour very distinctly shows us that the words invade and invest are perhaps not completely coincidental.<\/p>\n
And that perhaps the answer to fear inducing slogans of endangerment, invasions and their consequences \u2013 from the most volatile forms of capital to the rise of the most rudimentary walls \u2013 is invasion itself. Invasion as a defense line which should accept the endless coming, which should amidst the contemporary bustle and confusion as the most basic feelings of our time, think through this time and offer it to perception. To ask itself: what is ours, what is under attack, what should be defended, which border of our thought and perception is the one causing these feelings? And can art in its own way respond to actual and fictional threats, can it, if we let it stop us, if we let it invade, measure and offer a different characteristic of our time. Or at least the awareness that our confusion is no lesser than the one evocated by a more than a hundred year old poem by Constantine Cavafy Waiting for the Barbarians, which in Edmund Keeley\u2019s translation ends with the verses:<\/p>\n
\u201cNow what\u2019s going to happen to us without barbarians?
\nThose people were a kind of solution.\u201d<\/p>\n
Our kind of solution is IZIS Invasion,
\nYou are all kindly invited to join it.<\/p>\n
Team of festival IZIS<\/p>\n
PROGRAMME OF INSTALLATIONS:\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n 5. 7.-26. 7. 2019<\/strong><\/p>\n Sa\u0161a Spa\u010dal, Matic Poto\u010dnik: Liminoid<\/a> (Ljudmila, Laboratory for Science and Art, 2013)<\/p>\n You make me, disperse me.<\/em> Robertina \u0160ebjani\u010d, Ale\u0161 Hieng \u2013 Zergon, Ida Hir\u0161elfelder: Time Lapse\/Chemobrionic Garden<\/a> (Zavod Projekt Atol, 2015)<\/p>\n Out of reach, the imperceptible take me.<\/em> Tilen Sepi\u010d: Light Oscillator<\/a> (StripCore Forum, Svetlobna Gverila, 2016)<\/p>\n Just from circulation.<\/em> 2. 8.-23. 8. 2019<\/strong><\/p>\n Ga\u0161per Milkovi\u010d Biloslav, Mitja Cerkvenik, Marko Turku\u0161, Marko Vivoda: Radia<\/a> (PiNA, 2019)<\/p>\n The consequences of information radiation<\/em> Marko Vivoda, Karlo Hmeljak, Luka Frelih: Rear<\/a> (PiNA, 2016)<\/p>\n The launched line engraving<\/em> Stran22: SoapOpera (K01 M04 J01)<\/a> (Svetlobna Gverila, Stran22, 2019)<\/p>\n Into a fluxing membrane,<\/em> Andrej Koruza, Jan Krmelj, Ga\u0161per Torkar, Nika Erjavec (DivinaMimesis): Not a trace<\/a> (PiNA, 2017)<\/p>\n
\nWith regards to the regarded I,<\/em>
\nso much of self denial,<\/em>
\nself<\/em>
\nvaporization,<\/em>
\nmove over it through,<\/em>
\nand all bonds anew.<\/em><\/p>\n
\nSelfcombining structures, their breeze.<\/em>
\nTheir time breaks in here, to see another I.<\/em><\/p>\n
\nPulse-reflection,<\/em>
\ntremor-sound.<\/em>
\nAnd the response<\/em>
\nto the object-me.<\/em>
\nHowling I see<\/em>
\nmy shadow<\/em>
\nshining \u2013 singing.<\/em><\/p>\n
\nare not imprinted by the inaccessible body.<\/em>
\nNow the retina, straight<\/em>
\nforwardly,<\/em>
\nmakes for me their forms.<\/em><\/p>\n
\nMore and more the outline of someone,<\/em>
\nLines you from the letter-shape,<\/em>
\na reflected barely perceptible<\/em>
\nPulse. Grows numb.<\/em><\/p>\n
\nsafe in its wonder,<\/em>
\nyearning for so much<\/em>
\nbeauty, so fragile<\/em>
\nan illusion, when it bursts.<\/em><\/p>\n