Ask Your Hands To Know The Things They Hold
Galeria Lotna•Sep 19, 2025 — Oct 31, 2025
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Instead of looking at those who run the fastest, Helena Minginowicz looks at those who had to stop. She directs her attention to fatigue, indisposition, and intimacy, which defy the formats of success. Her paintings—painted on canvas and paper towels—record what the logic of efficiency tries to erase: slowing down, distraction, momentary vulnerability. Weakness becomes a cognitive strategy here—it exposes our living conditions. And in the process, she criticizes a system in which strength and productivity are sold as cardinal virtues.
Minginowicz readily draws on the language of Renaissance painting—an era that, in the Western imagination, became synonymous with harmony, canon, and a belief in perfect order—only to subtly, and sometimes unceremoniously, disrupt that order. The Garden of Eden? Yes, but with a plastic bag blown away by the wind. Venus of Urbino? Sure, but one who hasn't yet gotten out of bed because the previous night...More
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Ask Your Hands To Know The Things They Hold
Galeria Lotna•Sep 19, 2025 — Oct 31, 2025
Press Release
Instead of looking at those who run the fastest, Helena Minginowicz looks at those who had to stop. She directs her attention to fatigue, indisposition, and intimacy, which defy the formats of success. Her paintings—painted on canvas and paper towels—record what the logic of efficiency tries to erase: slowing down, distraction, momentary vulnerability. Weakness becomes a cognitive strategy here—it exposes our living conditions. And in the process, she criticizes a system in which strength and productivity are sold as cardinal virtues.
Minginowicz readily draws on the language of Renaissance painting—an era that, in the Western imagination, became synonymous with harmony, canon, and a belief in perfect order—only to subtly, and sometimes unceremoniously, disrupt that order. The Garden of Eden? Yes, but with a plastic bag blown away by the wind. Venus of Urbino? Sure, but one who hasn't yet gotten out of bed because the previous night...More