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TRADER JOES LOUNGE

OCTOBER 18 - NOVEMBER 1 2015  - SADE GALLERY LOS ANGELES

GRUPO ANAN /// TRADER JOES LOUNGE

OPENING RECEPTION : SUNDAY, SEPTEMBER 13, 6?9 PM

SADE GALLERY LA / 204 SOUTH AVENUE 19 / LA / CA / 90031

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Press Release

SADE LA is pleased to present Trader Joes Lounge, an immersive installation from

Los Angeles based artist duo, Grupo Anan. Trader Joes lounge is comprised of fifty

four unique paintings which make up the furnishings, architecture and decor of the

gallery's interior space. The flattened Tiki imagery which covers the surface of the

paintings, serves as a formal reflection of the ways in which notions of 'other' have

been funneled into the cultural cocktail that is the Tiki experience. Many of the

paintings surfaces have been intentionally left unfixed allowing the ink from which

they have been printed to become manipulated and changed over time as viewers

rub, spill, drip, scuff and generally utilize them for their practical use as furnishings

in the Tiki bar space. This process makes it unclear as to whether the viewer is

actually erasing or participating in the production of the artwork.

Trader Joe's Lounge will be on view from October 20 - November 1, 2015 with

curated events throughout the duration of the exhibition.

GRUPO ANAN /// TRADER JOES LOUNGE

Grupo Anan Foreword:

We had just come out of a long Grupo conversation. One that spoke of a forest, extraordinarily lush, vibrant, full of diverse plant life, full of colour, spectral shades of green, pink, yellow. It was warm, we felt safe. There were all kinds of leaves, all kinds of flowers, stems bending heavily beneath the weight of the pollen, everything was dripping with dew, everything was dripping with nectar, everything bristling with potential, everything bristling with generosity.

Small ponds were scattered around, reflecting perfectly the image of their surroundings. Leaning over one of them, we saw ourselves, inside a kind of perfection, a perfect image, a perfect replica. A replica so realistic that we actually reached out, toward it, as if we had arrived there at that moment, in order to confront ourselves inside this image, a kind of profound meeting. But as we touched the water the image dissipated, the whole scene evaporated, and we realized right then that this scenario was quite simply a mirage, a fantasy, and something peculiar was occurring. We were actually inside that very small gap, the space where things are still malleable and manoeuvrable. We were inside the thing in all its complete stillness. The thing before it occurs, the thought before its manifestation. We were there, really there, right there, inside it.

It was a while later, during a trip to Home Depot, that we began to realize the purpose of this encounter. It had actually been an insight into a violent act that was at that very moment occurring. We had been inside the original forest, the undivided forest, and we were experiencing the separation of things, the abstraction and the simulation, the flattening.

Funny isn?t it, that simulation is so often the very best way to get at a thing. Because in actuality the borders are absolutely blurry, absolutely ungraspable. We build rooms, and houses, and rooms in houses, and anything can come in as long as it can be contained, as long as we can dismantle it and get it up the stairs. Nothing too big, nothing too small. Things just so. Things just right.