Rebeka Vaino
Honey en Route
2025
Curator: Eliza Ramza
Graphic design: Johanna Ruukholm
Photos: Juan Garcia Couder
Supported by Ene Grauberg Foundation, Estonian Embassy in Paris
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Now I’m covered in the weight of distance.
Following the thread like many before,
Scale pointer sinks into infinity with all my memories dissolving in time
We are flaneurs in the heights of repeating history,
Keeping records of broken weaves,
Tiny grain in my shoe, mapping the roads of my soul.
Taste of plastic on Your lips,
When was the last time you lost track of time?
I will cover You one more time,
Rays of changes glowing on my wing.
Wrapping in the wind, I’m carried to the next stop.
Immersed in webs of invisible, emerge from Your tangled self
As you depart, don’t forget your protective charm
Multiple Le Galop crescendo
Multiple Le Galop crescendo
As untangling yarn, the twisted world is knitted into different forms. Each one must shape it, forging a grid out of otherwise chaotic reality, weaving natural with artificial into a resilient coat of protection.
Crocheting, knitting and protective amulets resonate deeply as folkloric codes in Baltic culture, once serving as talismans of warmth and endurance for generations who survived wars, occupations, and scarcity. How to keep up the lightness, when ethos of today’s media lies heavy on us? What do we let through our cocoon layer of self? In Rebeka’s practice, these ancestral gestures are transfigured into soft yet rigid sculptural forms, rendering time tactile, each element serving as preservation of memories – comforting yet elusive, light but vigorous.
Being tangled in a constant grid of connection, moving from city to city for work and leisure - motion itself becomes a condition of being. As much as linked as divided, searching for a state of belonging in the vast web.
Somewhere in between Nicolas Bourriaud’s prediction of “portable cultures” and Marcel Duchamp’s portable museum La boîte en valise, Rebeka invites the visitor to depart Honey en Route with a portable emotional k[n]it—a protective charm for contemporary Existence.
Text by Eliza Ramza