Csaba Nemes

ARTWORK

installation art / video art

history / metaphor / mixed media / multi-channel / religion

1996

(...) In the summer of 1995, I tried to catch a butterfly several times. (...) I think I will never again return to the wild pear trees, since I do not have to become a butterfly hunter to have a butterfly. At most, I will never put lavender in my closet again. And while I try to patch up my brain with odds and ends, I find time for the correction of a 2000-year-old story: when a butterfly hunter, after chasing butterflies for a lifetime, finally caught a specimen, thinking that it was the only one in the world, he squeezed this evidence of his righteousness so tightly that when the O.J. Simpson day arrived and he held up his proof to Pilate, there was nothing in his slowly opening fist. Liar!, the crowd shouted. But he had a tiny hole in each palm. Exactly the kind, as anybody could confirm, that moths would chew... (Cs.N.)

The Butterfly Effect - Current Coordinates