Interior cities - continuous visual narrative
When I look at Ketevan’s selection of images, I think of Anaïs Nin and her phrase, which goes something like this: Messages are transmitted by the eye, sometimes without words at all…
I feel the same way, at a glance completely foreign worlds collide with each other: fragments of delicate nudes, blown out candle on a birthday cake, bust of a saint in the cut, yellowed family pictures from the old times, a lion figurine from fair and many other images that seem to come from different worlds.
Yes, certainly they are different worlds that we all carry within us, that Ketevan carries within herself and comes to the surface depending on the phase of life and the mood of the day.
These images are at the same time like daydreams, excerpts from a diary, or even projections of their own mental state, sometimes melancholic, thoughtful, erotic, tender, playful. They are like visual narratives that do not necessarily need a fixed beginning or end. The images are in a constant process of transformation. This makes me think of Anaïs Nin again and her sentences: “I have the power to multiply myself. I am not only one, but many women.”
Teona Gogichaishvili, Visual Artist / Curator / Tutor