DARIA IRINCHEEVA
Circadian Rhythm
September 6 - October 11, 2014
Daria Irincheeva,installation view
Each day begins optimistically in the morning: new ideas, big plans, trying things out,
building things. Then questions come: doubts, changes, darkness, maybe some despair.
The night may bring a nightmare or two. But then another morning inevitably arrives.
The never-ending rhythmic cycle of trying and survival goes on.
Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try Again. Fail again. Fail better.
Samuel Beckett (Worstward Ho, 1983)
Daria Irincheeva was born in 1987 in Leningrad (St. Petersburg) growing up in a post-Soviet
Russia, a state of socio-economic dysfunction, instability, and disillusionment. She takes
reflections on these times as a point of departure, as a method of thinking through failure.
For Irincheeva, the topics of crash, collapse and the fragility of large complex systems are
beautiful, loaded concepts, evidence of the cyclical nature of human history and personal experience.
Irincheeva's first solo exhibition at Postmasters of rough, precarious constructions
weaves painting, sculpture and installation together. They imply impermanence, flux,
entropy, change, adaptation. Just like daytime building and nighttime collapse, failure
leads to reconstruction, transformation, and ultimately hope. Formally precise balancing
acts, casually put-together with few gestures, Irincheeva's structures project strength
in fragility. Seemingly at the edge of yet another transformation, they appear to
withstand destruction like a tree leaning to the wind or a skyscraper that sways in
the hurricane yet is left standing.
A true builder, Irincheeva works with common construction materials: bricks, wood, paint
chips, linoleum samples, cement and construction paper. Sometimes an air plant will
make an appearance. Through her transformative process, her compositions elevate tough,
unremarkable elements into poignant, poetic arrangements. Absurdity and unexpected
humor enters and the thin Beckettian line between tragedy and comedy is crossed.
Failing better is the new black.
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From the interview with Daria Irincheeva:
http://dailymetal.eu/blog/daria-irincheeva--transforming-minimum-into-maximum/721/
Failure and disappointment, construction and reconstruction are the everyday
feelings that each individual regularly experienced in the early 1990s in Russia.
I personally find a rich soil of ideas in those feelings, and after recognizing and
transforming them, a huge anarchical energy of mental freedom can potentially be
released. Especially as a kid growing up in this environment; you transform these
massive fallen structures into playgrounds and construct your own worlds out of them.
All my life my family and I were all about transforming ruins into livable spaces,
turning shit into gold. Growing up we were forced to invent things from nothing.
This was a 20 year-long school of transforming minimum into maximum.
From the conceptual perspective, I'm in the process of exploring the area of dead ideas,
the dreams and expectations that evolutionarily can not survive and thus died, in the
past, are dying now, or are doomed to fall apart in the future. I'm interested in
exploring the history and life cycle of an idea, to see its birth, its life and its
death. This pattern exists everywhere, whether in humans' everyday lives, in nature,
or in the larger structure of the universe. I'm exploring these cycles and evolutionary
dead ends, and looking for what is behind them, how not to forget about these experiences,
and rather transform them into new life cycles.