Mother's Tankstation

The gallery (object/form/location) is much what it always was, physically very little has apparently, objectively changed, but the forward lengthening of the past has altered the subjective understanding (the gallery as idea/entity/identity) of everything. The expressed goals⁵ with which we opened in 2006, remain constant, but cannot be spoken of in the same language: “There will thus be facts that are no longer truths.⁶ Yet the future words are not currently available. The world, its art, a perceived mirror, reshapes before our eyes: “apart from this,…” Similarly, our building, a small renovated, sky-lit Dublin factory, is itself, a constant work in progress, subtly altering, refining, re-shaping, bending to new, different and unknown needs.