To Name A Few
27 April – 22 June 2019, Tanya Leighton, Berlin
Preview: Friday, 26 April 7–9 pm
I am sitting here with this feeling, and it is a familiar feeling, and it is my heart.
I am needing to reassure myself that I am not writing this letter to you, that I am
just writing it, simply writing it, simply letting it wander out.
I feel sad. My heart, my chest, what fills my chest, something like the taste of
copper, like sucking on a penny, like licking a 9 volt battery and getting a little
shock. It’s here, a little shock.
It has never been so apparent, the workings of shame embedded in my being so
old and outside, yet all the same my own deep thing to tend to, untangle, air out
And I guess it’s true, now I am writing to you. I am writing to you from me and
also to myself.
But isn’t that a letter?
The linear scroll is scraping against the pavement.
In my delusions I am literally some kind of a hero and that is embarrassing.
What holds the reigns, I think of some force, nameless, shapeless within and
outside this bodily container. Sending signals into outer space and actually
I can tell you the joy of this spring day, the brightness of 4PM light, the spirits
that burst through at this time. It’s almost too much of a drunken feeling to
manage. It’s almost too much.
There is my heart again. You know, I haven’t been able to feel my heart in so
And now I pause, and just stare at my hands, still on the board.
And in this moment I decided this letter is no longer for you, because I know
that you don’t want it.
This letter is for my heart, and I can say anything to my heart.
Right now, I am saying to my heart, I am sorry. I am sorry that I wrapped you up in cotton batting and put you away all tampered down and quiet. I am sorry that I hid you from myself, that I turned away from you while we were sleeping, and on purpose, many times.
I am sorry that I turned away from you, my heart. My beautiful, my tender, my sensitive, my loving, my strong, strong heart. And I am so sorry that I put you to rest so often as to no longer feel anything between my ribs and the sky.
To Name a Few
Tanya Leighton, Berlin
Gallery Weekend 2019
26 April – 22 June 2019
David Diao, 2018
Delmonico books — Prestel
With contributions from Philip Tinari, Michael Corris, Pi Li, Sarah K. Rich, Felicia Chen, Kerry Doran
Recipient of the 2019 Arnaldo Pomodoro Sculpture Prize
Solo exhibition opens in Fall 2019
Galleria d'Arte Moderna, Milan
Phaidon Contemporary Artist Series
Text by Julia Bryan-Wilson, Jeannine Tang, and Lanka Tattersall
...and other such stories
Chicago Architecture Biennial
Chicago Cultural Center
19 September 2019 – 5 January 2020
Fondazione Morra Greco, Naples
Tanya Leighton is delighted to announce that the Museum of Modern Art, New York has acquired Marianne Wex's Let's Take Back Our Space: 'Female' and 'Male' Body Language as a Result of Patriarchal Structures, 1977
Tanya Leighton Gallery, Berlin, established in 2008, is dedicated to developing a cross-disciplinary, trans-generational gallery programme with off-site projects, in collaboration with artists, filmmakers, critics, art historians, and curators. Its international exhibition programme reflects a variety of opinions and practices as well as Leighton’s associations with American and British experimental cinema, artist’s film and video, performance, minimal and conceptual art.
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The Intellectual Work
7 September – 19 November 2011, Tanya Leighton, Berlin
Tanya Leighton is very pleased to announce 'The Intellectual Work', an exhibition by the master of Italian design Enzo Mari (b. 1932, Novara, Italy).
'The Intellectual Work' brings together a selection of paperweights Mari has been collecting for decades. They are both objets trouvés (industrial products, multiples, metal joints, discarded pieces of glass, door knobs, wood and metal samples, fossils…) and sculptural readymades assembled by Mari himself. Each one has its own weight, story and place, within Mari’s inner scenery, as he regularly uses the paperweights to keep in place the thousands of sheets of paper covered in sketches and ideas that flow around his studio.
But this is not the exhibition of a collection, nor the mere recreation of an atelier setting. Instead, the installation works as an ‘allegory’ – in Mari’s own words – of the essence of his practice, as much as of the practice of whoever undertakes ‘intellectual work’.
Throughout his life - as an artist, designer, teacher, and theoretician - Mari has investigated the role of the intellectual, the cooperation of thinking and doing, heads and hands, words and things. At the core of his working method there is the habit of saying no, an awful lot of nos (to himself in the first place, since he’s constantly unsatisfied about the results of his quest for function and beauty, but also to the pressing needs of the market). By building piles of mistakes and refusals, and holding them still with paperweights, Mari sets aside whatever doesn’t seem good enough, or durable enough, or ethical enough, in his own views, every day.
It’s within this context, that the installation will open up a series of subsequent ‘dialogues’ with the works – created specifically for this occasion – by three artists (and Mari admirers) equally challenged and informed by the notion of ‘intellectual work’ and its possible declinations: Jason Dodge, Tim Rollins and K.O.S, Pavel Büchler.