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Regina Parra: Pagan: Pinacoteca de Sao Paulo

Past exhibition
1 April - 13 August 2023
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  • PRELUDE ] she was a woman who lived well, lived well, lived well. it worked—at least nothing spoke and nobody spoke, nobody said no; so it worked.

    PRELUDE

    ]
    she was a woman who lived well, lived well, lived well.

    it worked—at least nothing spoke and nobody spoke, nobody said no;
    so it worked.

  • SCENE 1: THE CALLING yesterday, however, I lost my human setup for hours and hours. ] ] what I used to be, was no good for me ] but what are about now? ] am I more free?

    SCENE 1: THE CALLING

    yesterday, however, I lost my human setup for hours and hours.

    ]

    ]

    what I used to be, was no good for me

    ]  but what are about now?

    ]  am I more free?

  • SCENE 2: HOURS OF PERDITION was my will to want stronger than my will for salvation? ] ] ] I was experiencing in that desert the fire of things. ] ] ] now I know what happens in the dark of the mountains on the nights of orgies. I know! I know with horror: things enjoy themselves. the thing of which things are made delights itself.

    SCENE 2: HOURS OF PERDITION

    was my will to want stronger than my will for salvation?
    ]
    ]

    ]
    I was experiencing in that desert the fire of things.
    ]
    ]
    ]
    now I know what happens in the dark of the mountains on the nights of orgies.
    I know! I know with horror: things enjoy themselves. the thing of which things are made delights itself.

  • SCENE 3: THE SECRET ] ] ] we who keep yhe scream as an inviolable secret ] if I raise the alarm at being alive, voicelesss and hard they would drag me away since they drag away those who depart the possible world, the exception- al being is dragged away, the screaming being.

    SCENE 3: THE SECRET

    ]  

    ]

    ] we who keep yhe scream as an inviolable secret

    ]  if I raise the alarm at being alive, voicelesss and hard they would drag me away since they drag away those who depart the possible world, the exception- al being is dragged away, the screaming being.

  • SCENE 4: FEMALE MINOTAUR ] the possessed are not possessed by what is coming but by what is coming back. ] ] ] a world fully alive has the power of a Hell.

    SCENE 4: FEMALE MINOTAUR

    ] the possessed are not possessed by what is coming but by what is coming back.

    ]
    ]
    ] a world fully alive has the power of a Hell.

  • SCENE 5: THE GOAT’S SONG ] I was opening and closing my mouth to ask for help but I couldn’t and didn’t know how to articulate it. ] ] ] the unsayable can only be given to me through the failure of my language. only when the construction fails, can I obtain what it could not achieve

    SCENE 5: THE GOAT’S SONG

    ] I was opening and closing my mouth to ask for help but I couldn’t and didn’t know how to articulate it.

    ]
    ]
    ]
    the unsayable can only be given to me through the failure of my language.

    only when the construction fails,
    can I obtain what it could not achieve

  • SCENE 7: IF I RAISED THE ALARM AT BEING ALIVE, VOICELESS AND HARD THEY WOULD DRAG ME AWAY ] no longer even fear ] no longer even fright.

    SCENE 7: IF I RAISED THE ALARM AT BEING ALIVE, VOICELESS AND HARD THEY WOULD DRAG ME AWAY

    ]  no longer even fear

    ]  no longer even fright.

  • SCENE 9: THE TASTE OF THE LIVING OR THE VISION OF AN INFINITE FLESH ] seduced, I was still fighting as best as I could against the quicksand that was swallowing me: and each movement I was making toward “no, no!” each movement pushed me inevitably on ] ] the time to live, my love, was being so right now that I leaned my mouth on the matter of life. ] finally, my love, I gave in. and it became a now. with disgust, with despair, with courage, I was giving in. and now I wanted.

    SCENE 9: THE TASTE OF THE LIVING OR THE VISION OF AN INFINITE FLESH

    ] seduced, I was still fighting as best as I could against the quicksand that was swallowing me:

    and each movement I was making toward “no, no!” each movement pushed me inevitably on

    ]
    ] the time to live, my love, was being so right now that I leaned my mouth on the matter of life.

    ] finally, my love, I gave in. and it became a now. with disgust, with despair, with courage, I was giving in.
    and now I wanted.

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