Edo Rosenblith
This painting series marks a radical break from work of the
last five years. It concerns my relationship to my twin brother,
also an artist, who committed suicide ten years ago. The idea
was to imagine what kind of pictures he would be making if
he were still alive. The next step was to present a fictitious
two-person exhibition where I displayed artwork attributed to
my twin brother alongside my own. I wanted to use the mechanics
of the gallery space as a vehicle for what Joan Didion called
“magical thinking,” a way of coping with loss by creating new
stories or actions that can enhance reality. Many strangers
who attended the opening believed that the work attributed to
my brother was indeed his, and at that moment, within the
safe confines of the gallery’s white walls, his presence was
momentarily reanimated.