Kerstin Brätsch “Die Sein: Para Psychics II”
Installation view at Gió Marconi, Milan. Courtesy: the artist; Gió Marconi, Milan Photo: Andrea Rossetti.


Gió Marconi
Via Tadino 20


20 May 2022 - 29 Jul 2022



Kerstin Brätsch “Die Sein: Para Psychics II”

‘The soil was a horizonless external gut—digestion and salvage everywhere—flocks of bacteria surfing on waves of electrical charge—chemical weather systems—subterranean highways—slimy infective embrace—seething intimate contact on all sides.’ Merlin Sheldrake, Entangled Life 

Kerstin Brätsch began making the Para-Psychics (2020–2021) during prolonged periods of self-isolation in which the artist committed to a daily ritual, or diaristic routine of visualizing one’s own psychic realm. A long-standing interest in the mediumistic directly links this series of drawings to her earlier Psychics (2006-2008). While visiting fortune tellers, Brätsch was simultaneously beginning to explore the medium of painting itself, which she since has continued to channel through other artforms, artisanal techniques and collaborations. Missing those social bonds, the Para-Psychics nevertheless symbolize another form of clairvoyance, this time a move towards interiority.

Rendered in simple colored pencil, a kaleidoscopic array of softly shaded foliage-like forms, labyrinthine tubular tendrils, and angular, refracted shapes mutate, unfold, and coalesce on the surface of paper. Here, the manifestation of inner, mental space is envisioned as a vividly baroque or ornamental metaphysics rather than, say, the artistic byproduct of the unconscious, the result of psychic automatism. While there appears to be no discernable geometry, structure, or possible portraiture to these drawings, their composition could be thought of as akin to an ‘architecture of roots’ as described by Merlin Sheldrake in his study of Fungi, Entangled Life. In this regard, Brätsch’s arrangements are suitably rhizomatic given they share attributes below ground.

‘For humans, identifying where one individual stops and another starts is not generally something we think about. It is usually taken for granted—within modern industrial societies, at least—that we start where our bodies begin and stop where our bodies end’, writes Sheldrake. The Para-Psychics reject this straightforward, progressive narrative as well. Yet, within the transference of the biological to an ecology of the self, there remains inevitable remnants of the past. Figures occasionally appear in various states of becoming or disintegrate into their surroundings. Depictions of human anatomy are repeatedly splayed apart, dissected, sprouting and vegetative, or drained and ghostly. Some manifest as spectral, bodiless bodies reduced to what look like floating arteries and organs. ‘[…] the grotesque image of the reordered body seems, on the surface, to be an extension of organic abstraction’, writes Mike Kelley, in a reminder that grottesca were first found in subterranean grottos in Ancient Rome, once favored by artists during the Renaissance.

Writing about reduction as a form of distortion in modernism, Kelley uses the example of J.G Ballard’s 1966 novel The Crystal World in which an ecological phenomenon causes rapid crystallization. This reduction is ‘deadening and ultimately apocalyptic’, leading to homogenization of time as well as a common condition in Ballard’s protagonists: the compulsion to depersonalize. Some of Brätsch’s imagery are tinged with the crystalline, as if touched by a cataclysmic process analogous to that which was taking place outside during their making. Yet the Para-Psychics resist inertia because they represent a collapsing of time rather than the linear procession it takes towards solidification. In this sense, the artist’s relationship to the exterior world is fundamentally diffuse like the network logic of Mycelium, fungi’s filament ‘better thought of not as a thing but as a process: an exploratory, irregular tendency’. Taking a similar path, Brätsch channels hyper-connectivity, re-envisioning one’s surroundings as flat surface upon which there is no distinction between inner and outer space.

Saim Demircan