I do not remember the first time I came across Lygia Pape’s performance O Ovo (The Egg), but I certainly remember the image that it embedded in my mind: that of a fragile white box (the egg) and a woman tearing through it, breaking out of geometry – an image of rebirth. What appeared to be a simple gesture or experiment contained a disruption, as if everything was beginning again, borne of an imperfection and an urgent need to break through. It was curious to see her opening up a new space and creating a simultaneous sense of emptiness and fullness. Fragments of improvized poetry came together and devoured one another.
Fatma Bucak lives in London, UK, and Istanbul, Turkey. Earlier this year, she had a solo show at Fondazione Merz, Torino, Italy; in 2017, she had a solo exhibition at Pi Artworks, London, and was part of the GIBCA – Göteborg International Biennial, Sweden. She has forthcoming solo exhibitions at GAM Palermo, Italy, and Pi Artworks, Istanbul, and group shows at Villa Merkel, Esslingen, Germany; Casa Victor Hugo, Havana, Cuba; and Green Art Gallery, Dubai, UAE.
First published in Issue 7