The Address is pleased to present the solo exhibition ‘an hour, several weeks, few centuries’ by the artist Edoardo Caimi (1989), curated by Arnold Braho, and displayed in the gallery’s spaces. For this occasion, the artist presents a series of unpublished works, including photographs, sculptures, and installations created in the past year.
Edoardo Caimi’s artistic practice explores the tension between sound technologies and primitivism, industrial devastation and hymns to nature, building an imaginary straddling the remote past and the post-future. The artist incorporates industrial materials and natural elements in this intermediate dimension, drawing inspiration from peripheral, suburban, and rural cultures.
The works presented in ‘an hour, several weeks, few centuries’ reflect on the contradictions of modernity, where technological progress clashes with an ancestral connection to the land, suggesting visions of a post-world in which industrial ruins and ancient mythologies weave a cosmogony of survival.
The exhibition explores the idea of an undefinable time, in terms of sequentiality and linearity.
A time that belongs to the present as much as to the past, or even to the future. A time that has emerged by rummaging through the ashes of a now unrecognizable landscape. The setting is one where the collapse of society gives rise to new forms of tribalism, and where new social organizations and resistance groups emerge among ruins and contaminated landscapes. ‘an hour, several weeks, few centuries’ presents, on one hand, a refuge in ancient power structures, where superstition and mysticism intertwine, while on the other hand, it acknowledges how the environment itself acts as an agent of transformation.
We find ourselves in a refuge where everything exists in a time that is anything but definable, in terms of sequence and linearity. A time that belongs to the present as much as to the past, or even to the future.
A time that seems to have emerged by rummaging through the ashes of a landscape now unrecognizable, where nothing is an illusion, yet at the same time, there is the unsettling sensation of being prisoners inside an image, or of moving in an alien dream*. (*Antoine Volodine, Terminus Radioso, 2016)
In this refuge, we are uncertain presences, tolerated guests. One has the feeling of having insinuated oneself into a space that does not truly belong to us, of being tolerated in the silent waiting for a pretext to be banished. In the air vibrate the unwanted acoustic feedback from some distorters.
An hour, several weeks, few centuries: these are temporalities that we cannot attribute to any of the objects used by Edoardo Caimi (1989) in his artistic production, presented here, nor can we project our gaze onto them at a remote time, whether past or future. These temporal layers share an element in common, that is, the metamorphic function of fire, an element that has influenced the transformation of human social structures. The exhibition opens with Dream Burner (2024), a stove made from a pipe from which some dry poppy flowers emerge, and Among Your Embers (2024), the first of the two-dimensional works created in the last year of the artist’s activity, through the burning of Japanese paper on iron – fire on fire – and where some shiny aluminum plates are placed.
The result of this process, in which the combustion of Japanese paper becomes an act of writing, gives shape to a primitive alphabet traced by fire. This practice evokes ancient forms of oral transmission and ancestral rituals, suggesting a connection to the earth that manifests in an almost spiritual dimension. The burn marks seem to evoke fragments of archaic narratives, remnants of dark poems that surface through the very material. In SunDog (cross 1) / (cross 2) / (cross 3) (2024), a site-specific installation, some carbonized mandarins are offered; one of them appears to have been alchemically transformed into aluminum.
The references of this imagery seem to materialize in some signals capable of establishing an evidentiary paradigm, aimed at other forms of knowledge, signals that, in this case, allow us to decode a reality obscured by light. Some images of distant places, impossible to geolocate, appear within the exhibition project, as in Under a Pale Sun (2025), which confronts us with a completely distorted and mutating reality. Or in the photograph placed under the pillow in Every Night and Every Morn (2025): the memory of a distant place, on a camp bed held by agricultural pitchforks.
At the heart of this acoustic drift lies Where Are You, Dear General? (2025), a chair listening for a signal lost in time. Some dry maple leaves rest on its surface, barely vibrating, moved by an invisible echo. The radio waves emanating are not a clear transmission, but rather an irregular sound made of distorted guitars and indecipherable voices. It sounds like thunder whose echoes have crossed dark channels. It is the noise of uncertain advancement, of a body making its way through hostile matter. It recalls the sound of something that insists on existing.
Text by Arnold Braho
‘an hour, several weeks, few centuries’, Installation view, 2025
‘Every night and every morn’
2025
Iron, forks, photograph, paper, dye, aluminum
and inflatable pillow
253 x 66 x 20 cm
‘Under a pale sun’
2025
Archival pigment print on Hahnemühle Photo Rag 305 gsm (Installed on 3 mm dibond)
90 x 120 x 1 cm
‘Dream Burner’
2024
Iron, aluminum and dead poppies
125 x 73 x 74 cm
‘Where are you, dear general?’
2025
Chair, iron, charred mandarins, speaker, amplifier, maple seeds
125 x 43 x 45
Edoardo Caimi
'an hour, several weeks,
few centuries'
The Address is pleased to present the solo exhibition ‘an hour, several weeks, few centuries’ by the artist Edoardo Caimi (1989), curated by Arnold Braho, and displayed in the gallery’s spaces. For this occasion, the artist presents a series of unpublished works, including photographs, sculptures, and installations created in the past year.
Edoardo Caimi’s artistic practice explores the tension between sound technologies and primitivism, industrial devastation and hymns to nature, building an imaginary straddling the remote past and the post-future. The artist incorporates industrial materials and natural elements in this intermediate dimension, drawing inspiration from peripheral, suburban, and rural cultures.
The works presented in ‘an hour, several weeks, few centuries’ reflect on the contradictions of modernity, where technological progress clashes with an ancestral connection to the land, suggesting visions of a post-world in which industrial ruins and ancient mythologies weave a cosmogony of survival.
The exhibition explores the idea of an undefinable time, in terms of sequentiality and linearity.
A time that belongs to the present as much as to the past, or even to the future. A time that has emerged by rummaging through the ashes of a now unrecognizable landscape. The setting is one where the collapse of society gives rise to new forms of tribalism, and where new social organizations and resistance groups emerge among ruins and contaminated landscapes. ‘an hour, several weeks, few centuries’ presents, on one hand, a refuge in ancient power structures, where superstition and mysticism intertwine, while on the other hand, it acknowledges how the environment itself acts as an agent of transformation.
We find ourselves in a refuge where everything exists in a time that is anything but definable, in terms of sequence and linearity. A time that belongs to the present as much as to the past, or even to the future.
A time that seems to have emerged by rummaging through the ashes of a landscape now unrecognizable, where nothing is an illusion, yet at the same time, there is the unsettling sensation of being prisoners inside an image, or of moving in an alien dream*. (*Antoine Volodine, Terminus Radioso, 2016)
In this refuge, we are uncertain presences, tolerated guests. One has the feeling of having insinuated oneself into a space that does not truly belong to us, of being tolerated in the silent waiting for a pretext to be banished. In the air vibrate the unwanted acoustic feedback from some distorters.
An hour, several weeks, few centuries: these are temporalities that we cannot attribute to any of the objects used by Edoardo Caimi (1989) in his artistic production, presented here, nor can we project our gaze onto them at a remote time, whether past or future. These temporal layers share an element in common, that is, the metamorphic function of fire, an element that has influenced the transformation of human social structures. The exhibition opens with Dream Burner (2024), a stove made from a pipe from which some dry poppy flowers emerge, and Among Your Embers (2024), the first of the two-dimensional works created in the last year of the artist’s activity, through the burning of Japanese paper on iron – fire on fire – and where some shiny aluminum plates are placed.
The result of this process, in which the combustion of Japanese paper becomes an act of writing, gives shape to a primitive alphabet traced by fire. This practice evokes ancient forms of oral transmission and ancestral rituals, suggesting a connection to the earth that manifests in an almost spiritual dimension. The burn marks seem to evoke fragments of archaic narratives, remnants of dark poems that surface through the very material. In SunDog (cross 1) / (cross 2) / (cross 3) (2024), a site-specific installation, some carbonized mandarins are offered; one of them appears to have been alchemically transformed into aluminum.
The references of this imagery seem to materialize in some signals capable of establishing an evidentiary paradigm, aimed at other forms of knowledge, signals that, in this case, allow us to decode a reality obscured by light. Some images of distant places, impossible to geolocate, appear within the exhibition project, as in Under a Pale Sun (2025), which confronts us with a completely distorted and mutating reality. Or in the photograph placed under the pillow in Every Night and Every Morn (2025): the memory of a distant place, on a camp bed held by agricultural pitchforks.
At the heart of this acoustic drift lies Where Are You, Dear General? (2025), a chair listening for a signal lost in time. Some dry maple leaves rest on its surface, barely vibrating, moved by an invisible echo. The radio waves emanating are not a clear transmission, but rather an irregular sound made of distorted guitars and indecipherable voices. It sounds like thunder whose echoes have crossed dark channels. It is the noise of uncertain advancement, of a body making its way through hostile matter. It recalls the sound of something that insists on existing.
Text by Arnold Braho
‘White light sun’
2024
Iron, cotton rice paper, aluminum and dye
120 x 90 x 3 cm
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‘White light sun’
2024
Iron, cotton rice paper, aluminum and dye
120 x 90 x 3 cm
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‘Among Your Embers’
2024
Iron, cotton rice paper and dye
140 x 97 x 3,5 cm
‘Every night and every morn’
2025
Iron, forks, photograph, paper, dye, aluminum and inflatable pillow
253 x 66 x 20 cm
‘Under a pale sun’
2025
Archival pigment print on Hahnemühle Photo Rag 305 gsm (Installed on 3 mm dibond)
90 x 120 x 1 cm
‘Dream Burner’
2024
Iron, aluminum and dead poppies
125 x 73 x 74 cm
‘Radar’
2024
Mixed media
31 x 31 x 30 cm
‘Some are born to endless night’
2025
Cans
Variable dimensions
‘Where are you, dear general?’
2025
Chair, iron, charred mandarins, speaker, amplifier, maple seeds
125 x 43 x 45
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