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(There is)”No hope for a Future” is the title and banner/slogan under which we manifested publicly for the first time the embrace of communist ideology and our disbelief in democracy, capitalism and our future within the present paradigm of living. It was 2015, we were 24 years old and confidently, full of hope, we were striping of our future. “There is no alternative, but”. Protests and revolt were in the air after the financial hangover of 2007/8, and there was still hope; in what? In something, definitely not something as great as a Future; in the 21th century there is no space anymore for grand narratives. From that point on, the present modeled under our feet, transforming the social and economic landscape into a living dystopia, culminating with the outbreak of the Covid-19 pandemic.

At this moment, we feel overwhelmed, as probably many other. Confused and stressed, not knowing how things could evolve in the future. It’s already too much; delivery bicycles going in a frenzy, unprotected workforce, lockdown, unemployment, disease, panic, loneliness, mixed feelings while billionaires make a profit. The weak are weaker, working more in order to survive, to pay their rent, food and minimal consumption compensating the exhaustion with simulated lifestyles, hoping, dreaming of luxury, of time. 

We too want to be rich, or at least richer. We dream of what we could do, how we could enjoy, procrastinating living to a time that will never come, stressing under the thought that time flies and the pressure in the room/world/soul raises. Too depressed to hope, knowing that nothing can change. These collisions of thoughts cannot be avoided, reoccurring with every second your mind is free. Can’t get it out of my head, but there are sparks of hope. Even if deserted by the power to hope, some things can energize your spirit, sparking, and igniting the drive for tomorrow, for dreaming. This was our reaction to Adam Curtis’s latest documentary project. Very long, complex and multilayered, “Can't Get You Out of My Head” (2021) portrays the chaos that we are living in. It was a reinvigorating dose of hope from a very hopelessness narration. Nothing will probably change, definitely not into better. After living through the script of “Contagion” (2011), we’re almost living the script of “Elysium” (2013), but there is always a “maybe”. And strong critical public positions could narrate a hope out of this hopelessness landscape. Hope so.

11/04/21. Published 25/04/21.

SABA - Silvia Amancei and Bogdan Armanu (b. 1991, Iași and Timișoara / Romania) is an artist couple working together since 2012. Their artistic practice could be positioned at the border between social studies and visual art, researching for methods and examples where art and artistic means can be instrumentalised in order to overexcite the ability to look beyond capitalism and create a (common) future. Among their recent solo shows are “s.a.b.a 1979-####” (2020, Ljubljana, SI), “It was always in plain sight” (2020, Bucharest, RO), “If Then What After” (2019, Baden, AT), “What Past? What Future?” (2017, Linz, AT), “Depression, Uncertainty and other symptoms of Mortality” (2016, Lodz, Poland), while their works have been present in many group exhibitions among which “Rewriting Our Imaginations” (2020, Basel, CH), “Go, Stop, Stay” (2019, Debrecen, HU), “STRIKE GENTLY AWAY ____” (2019, Salzburg, AT), “Displacement and Togetherness” (2019, Brussels, BE), “Capital’s Time Machine” (2018, Bucharest, RO), “Baywatch” (2018, Berlin, DE), “Alternative Facts” (2018, Stuttgart, DE), “Odessa Biennial” (2017, Odessa, Ukraine), to name just a few.