Slav Squatting and Its Discontent

SLAV SQUATTING AND ITS DISCONTENTS 21.9. – 4.11. 2018 Artists:​Lenka Balounová, Norbert Delman, Alina Gutkina, Max Lysáček, Oleg Kulik, Irenka Kalicka, Olexandr Pavlov, Gregor Rozanski (in cooperation with Mateusz Klazula) Curator:​Piotr Sikora Slav Squatting moved out of the post-Soviet suburbs and is now taking over the internet. It’s also taking over our minds through its simple yet catchy form, combining Buddhist meditation with thug life street style. For those of you who don’t know what Slav squatting is – snap! – I only have one piece of advice: ask Boris. As for the rest of you – oh, my Slav brothers! Once again we have a opportunity to feel proud of our Eastern European origins, and you can be sure we will celebrate with this exceptional exhibition.

SLAV SQUATTING AND ITS DISCONTENTS #panelaky #panelhouses #panelaky #panelhouses This story takes place in Poland that is to say nowhere.

This story takes place somewhere in between Ural and massive stain on Gorbachev's forehead.

Do you hear that?

It’s hardbass and it’s coming straight from your heart! do you know that? ?????????????? #cykablat you don't know anything you tiny piece of stinky gopnik! you dont know athing!

As I said this story took place in the shythole at the end of garbage chute where East and West throw glass bottles to listen how they rumble for few second and smash right into the concrete container.

There!

Somewhere on the border between rotten communistic propaganda and first flowers of capitalism - SPEED driven optimist of nighty nineties covert with pink icing coming straight from Walt Disney ejaculation.

I was born as a little DRES baby boy covert in toxic dust from Czernobyl. I was brought by a stork in one package with first Rambo III VHS cassettes. They wrapped me into stretch foil and put me to the barn because there was no place in the workers hostel. They wiped fetal waters from my body, took chalk and draw three

stripes on my back. I was so proud and mighty I didnt even notice when my mother sold me to a Russian soldier as a souvenir from Poland - the country he has invaded and country that he was about to leave. One epoch was over and another one came to asking impolitely for change or cigaret.

So now you wanna f@k with us? or be one of us? and if so you know what you gotta do right SQUAAAAAAATTTTT SLAV SQUATTING AND ITS DISCONTENTS That’s how I started my new life in the other dimension - bastard kid, forgotten offspring of love between my mother - secret police officer and my father - dirty punk raped by her during one of the interrogation dates.

From Russia with love darling.

Like a lonely mad dog, I found my comrades a bear and his beautiful girlfriend called Luba. They were my only friends from now on. Friends for good and for bad.

Three stripes every day Russian carpets, all the way I squat like Sergey kaif life it's a party SLAV SQUATTING AND ITS DISCONTENTS SLAV SQUATTING ING ING ING IIIIIII DIS DIS DDDDD IIIIII We were robbing stolen cars from GDR until they caught us and send us to work in the camp build from the remainings of Berlin wall.

That’s it you sassy gopnik!

Farewell Lajka! We are sending you to the outer space - OPEN SPACE. You are going to meet your worst nightmares and Baba Yaga will be your supervisor!

So say the last #cykablat to your gopnik friends!

This is the first low-cost fly to better reality! The better side of Europe. put your heels down you sucker! are you the western spy or what?

So here I am to conquer the world!

Equipped with brand new Commodore computer with a pager and gigantic cell phone!

Being myself in the nineties!

Getting down and move it all around!

I looked like someone would pour pink paint all over my square gopnik head as if someone dragged me out from Ice Cube’s pitbull throat and put me into glass ball - whenever you shake there is amphetamine powder flying all around me! you can take gopnik out of the slave but you cannot take slav out of the gopnik!

Of Course I dropped it!

Corporation will destroy you comrade! they gonna spill you like a ping pong ball on thai peepshow and chew you over with their golden tooth - f@quin cashflow imperialists! ooooooohhhhooo mysterious girl put your body close to mine no there is no future but panelaks for us my little gopnik padavan look around you look at the streets of this sorrowful city full of mad dogs and smashed windows this gopnics squating for hours on street corners that pimped-up car imported straight from Ekwador at this gopnica girls hanging from carpet, beaters upside down get out of here! cannibals are coming for you to eat your heels if you won't put them down phoney!! davaj davaj cheaky breaky motherflucker do you feel love for this place this reality is sweet they cannot even dream about it pack, wrap it, send it, sell it pure SLAV SQUATTING NO DISCONTENTS