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ENTROPY AND TRANSFORMATION III
curatorial project by
Rui Soares Costa
exhibition III (external link)
Tiago Casanova (external link)
Base Camp turns Ground Control - Or the emergence of the emergency: Where do we go from here? Part III
Ground control to Major Tom
Ground control to Major Tom
Take your protein pills and put your helmet on
Ground control to Major Tom (ten, nine, eight, seven)
Commencing countdown, engines on (six, five, four, three)
Check ignition, and may God's love be with you (two, one, lift off)
This is ground control to Major Tom
You've really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear
Now it's time to leave the capsule if you dare
This is Major Tom to ground control
I'm stepping through the door
And I'm floating in the most peculiar way
And the stars look very different today
For here am I sitting in a tin can
Far above the world
Planet Earth is blue, and there's nothing I can do
Though I'm past one hundred thousand miles
I'm feeling very still
And I think my spaceship knows which way to go
Tell my wife I love her very much, she knows
Ground control to Major Tom
Your circuit's dead, there's something wrong
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you?
Here am I floating 'round my tin can
Far above the Moon
Planet Earth is blue, and there's nothing I can do
David Bowie (Space Oddity)
The hyperobject is here, the Climate Crisis as the biggest challenge humanity has ever faced. Why? Because it comprises the possibility of the end of our own kind. That’s the very definition of an existential threat - a threat that can lead to an extinction, our extinction.
Quite surprisingly, after settling out what could have been seen as a decades long debate about the origin of such a crisis, and despite the current scientific consensus around the anthropogenic origins of the Climate Crisis, a significant part of the world have transitioned from denying it altogether (or in the best case scenario it’s human centered origins), to claim that whatever crisis is out there, there isn’t much we can do about it. “F*ck it, the world will end anyways, so why should I move out of my comfort zone?”
This idea is becoming terrifyingly mainstream. From the denial of the very existence of a problem, people now claim that the problem is beyond a solution. It’s quite a dramatic, radical change. But one thing is kept constant though, the denial that assures our hands stay off the problem. The rational being: (1) “if there is no problem, then I don’t need to do something about it.” But the same holds true: (2) “if there is a problem but there are no solutions to it.” In either case, I am only assuring that I am staying put, comfortably enjoying whatever life I have in front of me.
This denial is the ultimate form of violence, the violence of doing nothing, of having our hands tied (or simply resting in our pockets) as we walk into the abyss. This denial is ubiquitous and is the underlying violence of contemporaneity.
In “Blueprints of power” Tiago Casanova brings us details of photos of hands of criminals showcasing them in a “freedom blue”. These are the hands of crime, of violence. Of power. Hands. But hands can do and undo. Hands build. Hands destroy. Hands create and disintegrate. Hands can write the most beautiful poem or equation, as well as press the switch that launches a nuclear warhead. Our hands, the same hands that commit a crime, will be the ones finding the solution. Because hands are action. All that is humanly made is, at some point, made by hands.
Can we still reverse entropy?, as Isasc Asimov asked in “The last question”? “Entropy, little sweet, is just a word which means the amount of running-down of the universe. Everything runs down, you know, like your little walkie-talkie robot, remember?”
Base camp turned ground control asks you, where do you want to be? Among those that claim that nothing can be done? Or among those that wanna put their hands on the future that lies in front of them?
You, your hands, have the power to do nothing, and the power to do all.
Rui Soares Costa
Lisbon, September 2023
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Versão em Português
Campo Base transforma-se em Ground Control - Ou a emergência da emergência: para onde vamos a partir daqui? Part III
Ground control to Major Tom
Ground control to Major Tom
Take your protein pills and put your helmet on
Ground control to Major Tom (ten, nine, eight, seven)
Commencing countdown, engines on (six, five, four, three)
Check ignition, and may God's love be with you (two, one, lift off)
This is ground control to Major Tom
You've really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear
Now it's time to leave the capsule if you dare
This is Major Tom to ground control
I'm stepping through the door
And I'm floating in the most peculiar way
And the stars look very different today
For here am I sitting in a tin can
Far above the world
Planet Earth is blue, and there's nothing I can do
Though I'm past one hundred thousand miles
I'm feeling very still
And I think my spaceship knows which way to go
Tell my wife I love her very much, she knows
Ground control to Major Tom
Your circuit's dead, there's something wrong
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you?
Here am I floating 'round my tin can
Far above the Moon
Planet Earth is blue, and there's nothing I can do
David Bowie (Space Oddity)
O hiperobjecto está aqui, a Crise Climática como o maior desafio que a humanidade já enfrentou. Porquê? Porque compreende a possibilidade do fim da nossa própria espécie. Esta é a própria definição de uma ameaça existencial – uma ameaça que pode levar à extinção, à nossa extinção.
Surpreendentemente, depois de resolver o que poderia ter sido visto como um debate de décadas sobre a origem de tal crise, e apesar do actual consenso científico em torno das origens antropogénicas da crise climática, uma parte significativa do mundo passou de negá-la (ou, na melhor das hipóteses, as suas origens centradas na acção humana), para afirmar que seja qual for a crise, não há muito que possamos fazer. “Se o mundo vai acabar de qualquer maneira, porque é que hei de sair da minha zona de conforto?”
Esta ideia está a tornar-se terrivelmente popular. A partir da negação da própria existência de um problema, as pessoas afirmam agora que o problema está para além de uma solução. É uma mudança bastante dramática e radical. Mas uma coisa mantém-se constante: a negação que garante que as nossas mãos se mantêm longe do problema. O racional é: (1) “se não há problema, então não tenho de fazer nada quanto a isso”. Mas o mesmo se aplica: (2) “se há um problema mas não há soluções para ele”. Em ambos os casos, estou apenas a garantir que permanecerei onde estou, desfrutando confortavelmente de qualquer vida que tenha pela frente.
Esta negação é a forma máxima de violência, a violência de não fazer nada, de ter as mãos amarradas (ou simplesmente descansadas nos bolsos) enquanto caminhamos para o abismo. Esta negação é omnipresente e é a violência subjacente da contemporaneidade.
Em “Blueprints of power” Tiago Casanova traz-nos pormenores de fotos de mãos de criminosos exibindo-as num “azul da liberdade”. Estas são as mãos do crime, da violência. Do poder. Mãos. Mas as mãos podem fazer e desfazer. As mãos constroem. As mãos destroem. As mãos criam e desintegram. As mãos podem escrever o mais belo poema ou equação, bem como premir o botão que lança uma ogiva nuclear. As nossas mãos, as mesmas que cometem um crime, serão as que encontrarão a solução. Porque as mãos são ação. Tudo o que é feito pelo homem é, em algum momento, feito pelas mãos.
Ainda podemos inverter a entropia?, como perguntou Isasc Asimov em “A última questão”? “Entropia, meu querido, é apenas uma palavra que significa a quantidade de degradação do universo. Tudo se desmorona, sabes, como o teu pequeno robô walkie-talkie, lembras-te?"
Campo base transformado em ground control pergunta-nos onde queremos estar? Entre aqueles que afirmam que nada pode ser feito? Ou entre aqueles que querem deitar as mãos ao futuro que têm pela frente?
Tu, as tuas mãos, têm o poder de não fazer nada e o poder de fazer tudo.
Rui Soares Costa
Lisboa, Setembro 2023