On 29 September 1962 The New Yorker published a short story entitled ‘A Vision of the World,’ in which John Cheever recounted, once again, how dissatisfaction gently touches the commonplace without spoiling it completely. We could say that most of Cheever’s stories deal with the same subject, formulated more or less as follows: Is it possible to look at the world without becoming prey to melancholy and anger?
This unfathomable question is raised in Andrea Nacach’s works, placing them in an emotional space devoid of well-defined boundaries, that explores the conflicting feelings that arise when we observe our life as if it were not quite ours.
Like the novelist’s fantasies, the books, photographs and videos presented at this exhibition unfold in a dense time that has been slowed down, a time in which certainties turn extravagant and the commonplace shows its most unusual face. [...] Indeed, as evoked by the title of the exhibition, nobody wants to be a part of a fiction and even less so if that fiction is real. However, the hollowing of fiction and the vertigo of reality reveal evidence that is perhaps longer lasting, warning us of the extent to which our desire of being different—like Narcissus’ face mirrored in the waters of a pool—actually reflects our difficulty to become another.