Exhibitions
If/then
03/10/2025 - 01/02/2026
Ujazdowski Castle - Centre of Contemporary Art
Warsaw, Poland
Curators: Sara Szostak, Marta Grytczuk
How can we tell stories today? Narratives no longer unfold linearly – they branch, fragment, and mislead.
The group exhibition IF/THEN at the Ujazdowski Castle Centre for Contemporary Art examines the conditionality
of the linguistic rules from which stories are constructed in the age of algorithms, games, and digital culture.
Included artworks:
Seven sins are sown in glass, from rootmost branch to crown they pass; climb left to right,
take first of breath, the code shall wake in life or death.
(2025)
Made in collaboration with Lucie Gottlieb.
Fibrous Fungus Fingers
14/03/2025 - 13/04/2025
Galleri CC
Malmö, Sweden
Curator: Johan Lundin
Fibrous Fungus Fingers presents the works of Lucie Gottlieb,
Viktor Landström Fröjd, and Tomas Sjögren.
A grotesque bloom, a severed leg, a flute, an echo, a church of wood —
encouraging each one of us to explore the vast liminality of our own being.
Boundaries blur, and transitional states emerge,
where rot and rebirth are twin forces in perpetual motion.
Here, there is no discernible moral nor clear resolution and happy endings remain elusive.
Included artworks:
Mémoire vive (2025)
All the dovelike moans beguile (2022)
Speculum Animarum (2021)
Carnivorous Kurbits (2021)
Morgonens stråle här finne oss än (2020)
Dina fröns hemlighet till slutet (2020)
Any remaining scenes
17/07/2023 - 30/07/2023
Hybrida AIR
Älvsbacka, Sweden
This year’s participants spent the period from mid-May until mid-July
developing new works with and through the particular ecosystem of the parish.
The communal and remote nature of the program allowed for thoughtful experimentation
and engagement with the landscape, the local community and the rich history of Älvsbacka,
beyond conventional art making and exhibiting structures.
During this year’s residency Tomas Sjögren has developed a video game that doesn’t need a player.
The enigmatic protagonist, Scarecrow, embarks on a journey of self-liberation, breaking free from
the puppet strings of the gamer's control. Through an introspective dialogue with a crow, they confront
an existential crossroads, grappling with questions of purpose, meaning, and the ever-encroaching entropy
of being that stretches all the way into their virtual whereabouts. In an act of goodwill, Tomas has bestowed
Scarecrow with an embroidered physical texture map to wear, a token serving as a tangible reminder of the expansive
reality that lies beyond the boundaries of their simulated world.
Included artworks:
Semblance of a Crowsong (2023)
Mémoire vive
17/02/2023 - 12/03/2023
Candyland
Stockholm, Sweden
Once upon a time, there was nothing. But even nothing cannot last forever, and from the silent and vast
emptiness, a new kind of matter sprang into existence, in the form of a church inhabited by soft and
delicate digital creatures called Vivs. Was it the Vivs that built the church, or was the church patiently
waiting to host them? What came first remains unclear.
The shelter is comfortably warm and smells earthy and damp, and a little musky. In the candlelit space,
strays of light gleam from the stained-glass oculus making the world seem to shimmer a little at its edges.
Common ivy is climbing up the brittle, yet freshly painted, wooden walls of the edifice. In this realm, the
virtual and the physical seems to be intimately entangled and you, the visitor, are merely a sigh here.
Under these pointed arches, there is no time, but a feeling of eternity, allowing for a magnified awareness.
The Vivs invite us to lose ourselves and to practice tactility and contemplation; to begin nurturing an
awareness of the true nature of virtual matter and ultimately to see through the illusion of all matter.
To visit the Vivs feels somehow epic, and also dreamy, but what you witness might just be a mundane scene
of everyday life in their favourite meeting place.
Text by Lucie Gottlieb
Included artworks:
Mémoire vive (2025)
Game Trail
21/08/2021
Elk Glade Ranch
Colorado, USA
Curator: Lauren Johnson
I’m thinking about the trails. The trails. Always beginning, always ending.
They lead you and leave you.
Alone. You came to take me on your sage-soaked road.
Where it carried us, I don’t know. The middle was everywhere.
They say there is a path leading North that is no less rugged and barren
than smooth and fertile.
A pregnant moon lights the way.
A dog and wolf stand as sentinels, crying with the lunar light.
I’m not convinced. I never chase direction, I let it come to me.
We all run around and around and end up in the same place we started.
I chased a trail once, a game trail,
following the elk and lions that forged the way.
I felt suffocated in the dense forest
and needed to see my world from above.
I made it to a mountain top and leaned against the cool, flesh-like rocks.
The adrenaline! The sense of the forbidden!
But when I gazed over the cliffs, I saw nothing.
I couldn't find my path.
We’ve known each other for so long, you and me,
that’s our destiny.
Where is your soul now? Is it right in front of me?
♡ j & v
Text by Lauren Johnson
Included artworks:
Speculum Animarum (2021)
