No Where – Now Here at Ultrastudio / Los Angeles & Las Vegas Desert

No Where – Now Here curated and directed by Ultrastudio

Participating Artists: Vitaly Bezpalov, Antoine Donzeaud, Hayden Dunham, Josh Evan, Paul Pascal, Deirdre Sargent and Emir Esh Šehanović

Los Angeles & Las Vegas desert
United States


Paul Pascal, Baby Stack, 2017

Emir Sehanovic, Jazafi, 2017

Hayden Dunham, HE:on believing:SK, 2018

Antoine Donzeaud, Mix Butterfly Pelican de Feu, video still, 2016,  https://vimeo.com/193067369 

Joshua Evan, Shielding Cloak #1, 2018
Deirdre Sargent, Tigers in Toyland, 2018,  https://vimeo.com/263803958

Vitaly Bezpalov, Human’s Pod (Always CC Pre-Seed) II, 2018

Vitaly Bezpalov, Death Is Not Final (NN_14), 2018

Vitaly Bezpalov, Antoine Donzeaud, Hayden Dunham, Josh Evan, Paul Pascal, Deirdre Sargent and Emir Esh Šehanović were invited to deepen the theme of CREEPY PASTA as a new frontier of experimental story poised between disturbing news and urban legend.
The work moves on two places shot in a motel room in Los Angeles and in the Las Vegas desert where the works insist on their ubiquity between a claustrophobic space that becomes a cage of thought and another dilated in which horizons and perspectives are lost.
The project is configured as the first experiment of the annual program NOWHERE: THE STATE OF UNREALITIES and sequel of ENDLESS BACK UP  http://www.ultrastudio.sexy/portfolio/endless-backup/
ULTRASTUDIO announces the birth of the second space in Los Angeles with the aim of creating an ideal bridge between Europe and the United States becoming a borderland where the search for European artists merges and dialogues with that of overseas artists.
Lost Revelations
I travelled all night
Following a Coyote on the Highway
A Chinese head down in a corner laughed
Am I dreaming?
Silence.
It’s there! It’s there!
There is the Snake.
Writings and graffiti and strange drawings
But once again night falls
And I’m drinking a Diet Coke
And I’m no longer thirsty
Not hungry anymore.
But far more important
I made a complete tour in this land of none
and at the end
I saw another me
of a second younger
So I resumed running
another round
another me
one second less
and again
one second less
the other me tended to the et cetera
it was me
and I was the et cetera
and distance between us was created.
We both knew
unconsciously
not to be made for the present
We were destined for oblivion

We were destined to drift.