still (a little life)
PART International Art Residency•Mar 07, 2026 — Apr 11, 2026
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The ceiling of THE HALL, far above, leaves space for a light in which there is permanence – a light evenly diffused, entering the space from above and settling softly across walls and objects. There is a grey linoleum floor, quite hostile, amplifying the feeling of not lingering too long. This is the room in which you are standing.
“The silence. The silence. But what happens during the silences?” Jonas Mekas writes.
Late in the afternoon, the sun was attempting to set, a moth flew in, circled the space, realized its error, and flew out through a hole in the skylight, where a thin beam of light makes countless dust particles dance.
I relate this small incident, because it seems to me to have something to do, with NEVEN ALLGEIER’s photographs. They, too, capture (like the moth) the light onto which faces and bodies warmly glow. Again, Jonas Mekas comes to mind: “I feel the sun, I feel the lightness, I see the landscape, the trees, the flowers”. Light in Neven’s work give me pleasure. Some…
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still (a little life)
PART International Art Residency•Mar 07, 2026 — Apr 11, 2026
Press Release
The ceiling of THE HALL, far above, leaves space for a light in which there is permanence – a light evenly diffused, entering the space from above and settling softly across walls and objects. There is a grey linoleum floor, quite hostile, amplifying the feeling of not lingering too long. This is the room in which you are standing.
“The silence. The silence. But what happens during the silences?” Jonas Mekas writes.
Late in the afternoon, the sun was attempting to set, a moth flew in, circled the space, realized its error, and flew out through a hole in the skylight, where a thin beam of light makes countless dust particles dance.
I relate this small incident, because it seems to me to have something to do, with NEVEN ALLGEIER’s photographs. They, too, capture (like the moth) the light onto which faces and bodies warmly glow. Again, Jonas Mekas comes to mind: “I feel the sun, I feel the lightness, I see the landscape, the trees, the flowers”. Light in Neven’s work give me pleasure. Some…









































































































