
PON
12.06 - 11.07
Derya Akay, Salem Sharp, Gryffin Cook
We warmly invite you to pon, a collaborative exhibition between Derya Akay, Salem Sharp and Gryffin Cook. The opening will be 7–10pm on June 12th, and the show will run until July 11th. Opening hours by appointment.
(gryffin.cook@fbk.staedelschule.de)
keys to the city. can we keep it? this filament - I couldn’t count it all if I tried. between these places are the endless folds. hollow chasm you are the alluviation of it all. you pass I take it covers. what residue accounts for this mess? countless bodies without borders; a vessel a light a hole you holding me I breath out, we had to do something. the measurement of the sun, all angles accounted for. this is subject to collapse. some couldn't be identified before they disappeared, some we know well now. if it's a portal where does it go?would you like some coffee? for a vision to be sustained, what becomes hallucinatory, what remains revelatory? how easily a creature establishes its cadence after misplacement has mostly nothing to do with you, the misplacer. the tinkerer. unintentions share the same exact timeline, merging within the confines of the plastic. if it's inside bring it in. if we don't have it send for it. MONICA: I really ought to be tucking you in. Strange. How fascinating. I can hardly keep my eyes open. I don’t know what’s come over me. Such a beautiful day. I love you David. I do love you. I have always loved you.🦐

PON
12.06 - 11.07
Derya Akay, Salem Sharp, Gryffin Cook
We warmly invite you to pon, a collaborative exhibition between Derya Akay, Salem Sharp and Gryffin Cook. The opening will be 7–10pm on June 12th, and the show will run until July 11th. Opening hours by appointment.
(gryffin.cook@fbk.staedelschule.de)
keys to the city. can we keep it? this filament - I couldn’t count it all if I tried. between these places are the endless folds. hollow chasm you are the alluviation of it all. you pass I take it covers. what residue accounts for this mess? countless bodies without borders; a vessel a light a hole you holding me I breath out, we had to do something. the measurement of the sun, all angles accounted for. this is subject to collapse. some couldn't be identified before they disappeared, some we know well now. if it's a portal where does it go?would you like some coffee? for a vision to be sustained, what becomes hallucinatory, what remains revelatory? how easily a creature establishes its cadence after misplacement has mostly nothing to do with you, the misplacer. the tinkerer. unintentions share the same exact timeline, merging within the confines of the plastic. if it's inside bring it in. if we don't have it send for it. MONICA: I really ought to be tucking you in. Strange. How fascinating. I can hardly keep my eyes open. I don’t know what’s come over me. Such a beautiful day. I love you David. I do love you. I have always loved you.🦐