HANNAH DOERKSEN
  • THINGS
    • THE BITTERNESS OF BAD SOLITUDE -or- TO BE LOST IN SOMETHING YOU DESIGNED YOURSELF
    • LET THEM LOOK
    • NOTHING BACK HERE LOOKS ALIVE
    • THE FORGOTTEN YEARS
    • A STORY WE TELL OURSELVES ABOUT OURSELVES
    • WORN OUT WITH EXHAUSTION BY THIS UNENDING CHAIN OF EXPERIMENTS
    • I COME TO BELIEVE WE ALL GUNNA DROWN
    • AND WE HAVE NO PLACE TO LEAVE AND NOWHERE TO COME TO
    • I AM A HOLE IN WALLS OF BUILDINGS
    • I’LL BE ELIGIBLE FOR PAROLE COME VALENTINES DAY
    • NOTHING GOLD CAN STAY
    • VERDUROUS COMPANIONS
    • A VALIANT EFFORT
    • ANOTHER YEAR, ANOTHER BANQUET, MORE AWARDS
    • PLEASE DON'T CONFRONT ME WITH MY FAILURES, I HAVE NOT FORGOTTEN THEM
    • CALL HOME
    • PATH FINDER
    • FIRST AND FOREMOST
    • IT DOESN'T MATTER
    • DISASTERS
    • EVERYBODY CALM DOWN
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A STORY WE TELL OURSELVES ABOUT OURSELVES 

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A Story We Tell Ourselves About Ourselves. (2016) 
Curated by Kristy Trinier for the RBC New Works Gallery at the Art Gallery of Alberta.- All kinds of mixed media.
Image Credit: M.N. Hutchinson
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A STORY WE TELL OURSELVES ABOUT OURSELVES 
Tied up with ghosts and time travelers, angels and aliens, A Story We Tell Ourselves About Ourselves, endeavors to call forth the grim and alluring presence of abandoned spaces: a shopping mall, a deserted theatre or a foreclosed hotel.
Using diverse processes, varying levels of expertise and duplicitous materials, Doerksen’s installation contains an assembly of seductive objects and evocative images. The found and hand-made elements comprising the work are as varied as the references that inform it:
Life-sized faux-marble statues cheekily imitate Neo-classical works of religious allegory, casting shade towards prescribed archetypes of morality.
Bouquets of flowers, meticulously constructed using wire, paper and tape, sprout from a curious assortment of vases. Attentively arranged, the flowers belong to no one but stand as everlasting memorials to anticipated utterances left un-articulated.
A naive film on an endless loop reveals banal and intimate moments from the artist’s life. Playing on a chunky television placed before a circular mirror, the film, like Narcissus, becomes stuck in time, watching itself without recognition, enamored with its own reflection.
Employing both the mythic and metaphoric, the exhibition takes cues from popular culture, philosophy, anthropology, art history, film and speculative science.
In a doomed pursuit of transcendence, Doerksen complicates her references and resources with the dysfunctional neuroticism of a conspiracy theorist.
A Story We Tell Ourselves About Ourselves is shame and vanity: it’s watching a movie you’ve seen before but hoping this time the characters will not make the same mistake.
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